Two in a Million || Raura

15 | Makeup and Kissing

Two in a Million: 15 | Makeup and Kissing
| Laura Marano |

"No, Ross, stay behind the camera until I say to come in." He just nods and gives a thumbs up. Rolling my eyes, I reposition myself in front of the camera and move my hair in front of my shoulders. "What's up, guys!" I say, giving the camera a small wave. "So, today, as you can see by the title, I'm doing someone's makeup." I frown and then furrow my eyebrows.

"What?" Ross asks me.

"Nothing, I'm just thinking if I could make that sound less boring, and I can't so... Everybody, please welcome, the one, the only," I pause and motion Ross to come out, which I'll edit out later in the process, and I waited till he sat down. "Ross Shor Lynch!" A slight laugh escapes my mouth when I said his middle name, and Ross turned his head towards me and gave me a weird look. "Err, yeah, that was awkward." I mumble. "Say hi."

"Yo." He replies instead with his damn sexy smirk.

"Okay, so prior to filming this video, yesterday was this dudes twentieth birthday and my gift to him is me filming his-" I cut myself off and frown. "Wow, my explanation in my head does not make sense." I laugh it off and stand up to check the camera angle.

"What are you doing?" He asks, squinting up at me.

"Checking if I was recording and if it was focused." He gives me a strange look before I sit back down and smile. "Yesterday was this guys twentieth birthday and my birthday present to him is me doing his makeup. And, what kind of YouTuber would I be if I didn't record it? Oh yeah, okay, cut that last sentence out." I say, scrunching up my nose and facing the blonde.

"Wait, no, this is not my birthday present. I get another back rub out of this." Ross interjects, staring at the camera. Rolling my eyes, I lift up my makeup bag to the camera.

"Okay, since I'm doing his makeup, I'm not going to name off the brands or how I'm doing it. I'm just going to say what it is, then put it on." I explain, unzipping it already. "Ready, nerd?" I ask.

"I guess." He replies, widening is eyes once he sees the tube I pick up. "Dork." Rolling my eyes again, I take the concealer.

"First, concealer. And you should have an idea of what I'm doing. I mean, you do photo shoots, you have a sister, you have-"

"Fuck, that's cold." He says, the second I put concealer under his eyes. I lightly slap his cheek, despite the slight laugh that comes out of me.

"Hey, keep the cussing to a minimum, rockstar." I reply, putting more concealer on his hair line by his little acne. Then, I put some on his jawline, where some little acne is. "You know, your little acne here and there is actually kinda cute." I murmur, a little quieter.

"Um, thanks?" He questions, laughing.

"Time to blend!" I pick up my beauty blender, but something must've stuck to it because a loud clank happened. My widen my eyes and look back up at the camera. "Oops..." I trail off. I get the beauty blender damp and then begin to fix up the concealer. "This is not your skin tone, but eh, it'll do." I could just feel Ross' eyes gaze down at my lips when I began to talk. Does he want to kiss me?

"Hey, I have a question." He says, the second I put the blender down and get foundation. "How much of this do you use a day?" He asks.