You catch him putting on your makeup
Liam- You were just getting home from a long day if work. You opened the door to the house you lived in with Liam, “hey li-,” you stopped; noticing that Liam wasn’t on the couch watching TV like he usually is when you get home from work. You walked up the steps and heard music playing loudly coming from the bathroom. “What the hell?” you thought to yourself. You pushed open the slightly ajar door that lead to the bathroom and saw Liam with your new Sephora makeup palette. He didn’t hear you walk in over the loud sounds of “Sexy Back” by Justin Timberlake and his sassy dance moves. You walked over and clicked off the music and Liam froze. “O-oh uh y/n I c-can explain-” he stuttered out. “Liam! I just got this! I hadn’t even used it yet!” You exclaimed. Liam got sassy, “well if I’m being honest here,” he said, turning to look into the mirror, “I work this cat liner smoky eye betta than you EVER could,” he said, shifting all his weight to his left leg, sticking out his ass and crossing his arms. He was right, he looked like a diva. “Well, can you do my makeup for me?” You asked with your head slightly down. He uncrossed his arms and began to vigorously clap his hands. “Ohh gawd I thought you would never ask! I learned this new technique from my fave beauty guru Michelle Phan and I can’t WAIT to try it out!” he squealed, skipping out the door with a basket, flicking flower petals on the way to the bedroom.
Harry- You and your boyfriend Harry were just hanging out watching TV, nothing far out of the norm. “I’m cold,” you pouted. “Want me to go get a blanket?” Harry asked. “Yes please,” you replied with a smile on your face. He smiled down at you and got up, walking to the bedroom. Five minutes later and he was still gone, so you decided to get up and go see what he was doing. When you were about to go into your bedroom, you heard a familiar tune playing faintly, “Electric Sugar Pop” by Jeffree Star. Confused, you pushed open the ajar door and called out, “Harry? What are you doing?” you asked when you realized the music was coming from the bathroom. The music turned off, “”God damn (Y/N), I just had to go to the bathroom, get up out my business!” He called from the bathroom. “Listening to J Star?” You questioned. He then bursted through the door with a perfect smoky eye and your velour Juicy jacket on, “Oh my gosh (Y/N), all you do is question me. When will you realize that I am an independent fabulous woman of the 21stcentury?!” He shrieked. He then grabbed the blanket off the bed, “take it,” he said throwing at you. He then back flipped out of the window into a tank of wieners.
Niall- You were at home with your boyfriend Niall, getting ready for the event you both were invited to. You had put on your beautiful dress that you had recently bought and you were now working on your hair. You had curled it into pretty loose waves and now it was time for makeup. You reached under the sink, where your makeup case was, but it wasn’t there. “Where could it be?” You thought to yourself. “NIALL!” You yelled, “WHAT?” He yelled back. “Have you seen my makeup case?!” You called, “uh-erm-no I haven’t babe!” He called back. You furrowed your eyes in confusion and walked into the bedroom, where you saw Niall in front of the mirror with your makeup case open. He turned his head over to you and you noticed his eyelashes were unusually long and full, “Niall did your eyelashes grow or something?” You asked, not wanting to think he was ACTUALLY using your makeup. “No bitch it’s Maybelline! Oww owww!” He screeched, jumping out of the chair and throwing glitter all over the room.
Louis- You and Louis were out shopping one day; enjoying the time you had with him. “Hey babe can we go into Sephora?” You asked him. “Of course, whatever you want.” He replied with a smile. You both walked into Sephora and you found the prettiest palette. You paid for the item and left, heading back to your shared flat. “So what do you want for dinner?” You asked Louis. “Pizza!” He yelled, doing a triple back flip. “Sounds good!” You exclaimed, picking up the phone and calling Pizza Hut. You noticed Louis walk away, but figured he was going to the bathroom. You hung up the phone and went into your room to look at the new clothes you bought. As you opened the door, you heard Louis singing along to “Hummingbird Heartbeat” by Katy Perry. You stepped in the room and realized that he was using your new palette, “LOUIS! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?” You yelled over the music. He wasn’t phased by your call at all, so you turned the music off, “what the twerk was that for (Y/N)?!” He asked with sass, turning his head to reveal his eye shadow job. “WHY ARE YOU USING MY MAKEUP?!” You asked him with much confusion. He stood up and zipped up his Victoria’s Secret Pink jacket, “because we both know I look better wearing the ‘Return Of Sexy Eye’ shadow palette than you do,” he sassed, snapping his fingers and strutting out of the room.
Zayn- You had just arrived home from a long day of work. You were so tired and in a rush to get inside that you didn’t notice Zayn’s car in the driveway. “Ahh I can have the house all to myself,” you sighed as you took off your coat and kicked your shoes off. You then heard music start playing from upstairs and groaned, “ugh I thought he was gone.” As you made your way upstairs, you realized Zayn was playing “Saturday Night Divas” by the Spice Girls. You rolled your eyes and opened the door, gasping at the sight. “Zayn? Why are you putting my makeup on?” You asked, slowly walking through the door. He turned to you and paused the song, “oh hey babe, can you help me with my eyeliner? I keep messing up my left eye,” He said casually. “NO ZAYN I’M NOT! I AM NOT GOING TO HELP MY BOYFRIEND PUT ON MAKEUP! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?” He then jumped up from the chair and ripped of his clothes, revealing a snakeskin jumpsuit and Ugg boots. He pressed a button on the iHome and he began to sing along, “THIS IS THE PART OF ME THAT YOURE NEVER GONNA EVER TAKE AWAY FROM ME NO!” He sang loudly, doing a triple backflip out of the window landing on a bed of feathers.
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