chapter two

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by mullinthug

by mullinthug

(poppy's p.o.v)

I sang along to the playlist I was blasting, How To Be a Heartbreaker by Marina and the Diamonds currently playing. Mom and dad were on a "business trip", as per usual, so nobody yelled at me to turn my music down. I'm sure Austin and Niall wouldn't mind either. They're probably playing some video game. I walked over to my dress closet in my white fluffy robe and fingered through each dress until I spotted the perfect dress. A black scuba knit skater dress with mesh cleavage going down until right above the belly button. I grabbed it off the hanger and swayed my head side to side still singing the up-beat song. I placed the dress on my bed and sat down on my vanity chair. I started to do my makeup, applying concealer under my eyes. I couldn't really wear foundation because it would cover my freckles in an awkward way, making it obvious i was wearing creme that changed my skin tone. So I just ignored that part of makeup and did the rest. I attempted to do a smoky eye, but I just got frustrated and did winged eyeliner. Because of the new makeup change, I decided to go for a red lip. I got out my favorite red lipstick and lipliner and began coloring on my lips.

"Red lipstick looks good on you," I heard from behind me. I jumped, smearing some lipstick on my upper lip.

"Jesus, did your parents ever teach you how to knock?" I said seeing Niall now behind me through the mirror. I set down my lipstick and got a makeup wipe to take away the smeared lipstick. Niall ignored my question and walked to my bed picking up my dress.

"Put that down," I commanded as i got out my curling iron. My hair was mostly dry from after my shower, so i plugged it in letting it heat up. I turned my attention back to Niall. He continued to explore my room

"I don't mind you being here, just don't touch my stuff,"

He gave me a small nod, but still proceeded to look through my room. I rolled my eyes and turned back around to check the curling iron. It was warm enough, so I looked in the mirror and was about to seperate my hair into sections, when I saw through the mirror, Niall opening my underwear drawr. I shot up and slammed the draw shut almost on his fingers. I looked up at him and he smirked.

"What do you not understand about don't touch my stuff?!" I scolded him. I started to walk away when he pulled me back by my hand, and pinned me against my dresser. I gasped, being caught by suprise. He lowered his lips to my ear and I could feel my heart beat picking up.

"Be careful what you wish for darlin', you'll be begging me to touch your stuff later," he whispered in his sexy Irish accent. He pulled back smirking, knowing his affect on me. I quickly tried to pull myself together, but I was met with the bluest eyes I've ever seen. I was a sucker for blue eyes. Niall turned around and walked out with a cocky air.

I hated how someone had power over me and they knew it.

Well, two could play this game, Ireland.

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