Perfection Doesn't Exist (Under Editing)

Chapter 23

Helena POV:

Nervous was what I was along with a bunch of other things too. Today was the day I was going to Justin's house. I just hope none of his neighbors go to our school and think we're sleeping together. What would also be worse is if his guy friends come unexpectedly and start to talk and say things about me. I just don't want to give off a bad impression.

I got ready in the bathroom since Justin was too lazy to get out of bed. Yeah, he slept in my bed again but only because the air is cold when you're on the floor and Dad doesn't go back to work until Monday. I put on my matching laced bra with my thong. Then I put my jean shorts and Adidas crop top. I walked back into my room once I was done.

Justin was kind enough to make me breakfast again after what happened with my cry baby ass. He didn't mind just watching any movies and staying in bed. Though, Dad knocked on my door to check and see if I was okay. I just told him I had my period and he never bothered to knock again. I love how periods can gross men away but they're also a big pain.

I sat down at my desk grabbing my brush. After brushing my hair, I took my makeup brushes and wondered if I really needed to contour my face today. I felt like going out with a semi natural look today so I decided to put only mascara and a blush colored lipstick. Half way putting on my mascara, I saw Justin get off from the bed and walking towards me.

"Yes? Can I help you?" I asked sarcastically.

"Hmm. Yes, in fact. I was wondering if someone can do my makeup." He joked.

"You've come to the right person. Lets see what eye shadow will look great with your eyes."

I grabbed my Modern Renaissance eye shadow palette and brought it up to his eyes. He flattered his eyes and I lightly laughed and tried to see which color looked good.

"Wait you don't think I'm serious do you?" He backed away.

I started laughing.

"No, I was just curious which color DID work for you."

"Okay good because I wasn't going out today with a makeover."

"Awww. Why not?" I frowned jokingly.

"Cause I'm a guy and I'm not gay."

"Hey, don't hate on the gay guys. Have you seen Brent's makeup? It's way better than how I do mine."

"But it looks better on you. You know, cause, you're a girl, he's a guy."

"Ouch low blow Justin."

"No I-I didn't mean it like that. I like girls and you're a girl and you look amazing with makeup. I didn't mean to---"

"Justin I'm kidding. Don't worry. But would you put makeup on for fun?" I lifted my eyebrow.

"Mmm, I don't know. Why? What are you thinking?"

"Nothinnn."

"Lennnn. Tell me."

"You'll just have to wait and see." I teased.

"Lennnnnnn."

He started poking me as I tried to put my third layer of mascara on. I kept ignoring him and that's when he took matter's into his own hands. He picked me up and put me over his shoulder.

"Justin! Put me down!" I whisper-yelled still remembering my Dad was asleep and so was Bella.

"Not until you tell me what you're gonna do to me."

"Seriously?"

"Yes now tell me."

"Fine! I just wanted to see your face contoured. There. Happy?"