"Haz stop moving" you grumble brushing the makeup against his cheeks. "makeup is for girls" he groaned shutting his eyes. "Then I guess your a girl" you giggle brushing his nose. "shut up" he chuckles scrunching his nose. "Now for some lipstick" you smile pulling it out. "How about you put it on and I take it off" Harry smirks "No I'm good" you shrug while putting the lipstick in the bag. "Too bad" Harry whispers grabbing your hips and pulling you against him as he crashes his lips against yours.
