Tom Holland Imagines

Makeup Mayhem (Harry Holland)

[Sidebar: So there was this song I memorized in middle school to help me remember the Electromagnetic spectrum, and it's stuck in my head with a slight parody I just created:

RADIOWAVES
MICROWAVES—
IM IN LOVE WITH HARRY HOLLAND—
VISIBLE LIGHT
ULTRAVIOLET
X-RAYS
GAMMA RAYYYS *insert pic of Hulk*

...lol i hate myself sometimes ~M]

(P.S. I attached the song above so you can see what I mean...anyways on to the imagine...)

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*Your POV*

     "Hey what's up you guys, it's (Y/N)!" I wave to the camera enthusiastically as I do my usual YouTube introduction. Over the past 3 years, I've gotten used to being comfortable in front of a camera. Whether it was filming for my YouTube channel with over 3 million subscribers, or if it was being in front of Harry's camera for his little photo shoots he liked to do with me.

      "Hey what's up you guys, it's Harry!" My boyfriend mimics my voice teasingly, trying to be funny for the viewers. I roll my eyes and laugh.

     "I bet you are all wondering why I had my obnoxious boyfriend join me for today's video," I start with a grin before continuing, "the truth is, I finally decided to do the 'boyfriend makeup challenge.' In other words, I will be doing Harry's makeup for the first time!"

     "Woo! Can't wait to have her ruin my face!" Harry cheers, and I gasp.

    "My makeup skills aren't that bad!" I defend playfully, knowing he's just joking around.

    "That's debatable." He teases, and I groan.

    "Anyways..." I mumble, trying to get the video moving along. "I like to start off my makeup routine with moisturizer."

"Ooo it's cold!" Harry giggles as I rub face lotion on his cheeks.

"Dork." I giggle, as I finish the moisturizer. I then apply the base and foundation, before pulling out my contour and highlight kits.

"Make me glow! I wanna be a snatched sister!" Harry yells dramatically, doing his best James Charles impersonation. I shake my head and blush at my unbelievably adorable boyfriend.

"Honestly, I don't really know how to contour someone else..." I mumble with a shrug towards the camera. Harry lets out a gasp and puts his hand to his chest like I've offended him.

"Wow, (Y/N)! Even I can contour!" He states sassily.

"No you can't." I say matter-of-factly.

"Yep. I can." He grins, but I know he can't contour for shit. I don't think he's ever contoured in his life. I ignore him and work on contouring his cheek bones, his jawline, his nose, and his forehead.

"Close your eyes." I tell him, as I use my setting spray to set the base. He coughs and begins to choke dramatically like the spray is poisonous to breathe in.

"I got some in my mouth!" He shouts, coughing continuously.

"Harry, stop being a baby." I sigh, grabbing my eye shadow kit and eyeliner. I begin to do a warm sunset look on his eyes and do a cut crease. I grin at how perfect the eye shadow look is. I then work on giving him a dramatic winged eyeliner look, and finish it off with mascara. I wasn't going to waste fake lashes on this temporary look. I step back and look at the full eye look, and smile proudly.