Niall: you always love music. Down the street there is a local coffee shop which you preform on Friday nights. They pay you very well. Tonight is going to be Nialls first time watching you. Butterflies fills your stomach along with excitement. You're now in your bathroom putting on makeup. You always go for a natural look. Full face, natural eyeshadow with some sliver sparkles. You've been doing plain for a while now. Tonight that going to change. You pull out a strawberry red lipstick. Carefully gliding the stick on your plump lips. "Y/n are you ready to go?" Niall stops in his tracks. His eyes looks up and down. You didn't think your outfit is that eye catching. It's only tight black jeans, burnt orange crop top, a stylish brown hat to top it off. You roll your eyes and grab the black boots. "Babe you look a amazing." "Ni I wear this all the time. What do different?" You get up and walk to your bedroom. "I guess it's the red lipstick." He suggest "yup I guess so. Now let's go before I'm late." You grab your guitar and head out the door.
The songs you sang were
Stitches-Shawn Mendes
Through the dark-one direction
Grown-little mix
You smile and walk off the stage. "How did I do?"
"Your.voice.is.am-azing. Why didn't you sing in front of me?" He ask. "Well having the thought of an actual singer is watching me gets me nervous. Because you and the lads have such great voices." I mumble "y/n don't ever think that. You did an amazing job. Now let's go home and deal with my situation. That lipstick is turning me on." Your eyes widen. Oops
Louis: "hey y/n can I do your makeup?" He asks you way to sweetly "why" you pull the "y" sound. "Because I'm bored and I want to try. I did it with my sisters." He offers "sure babe let me get my bag." You slowly walk up the stairs and grab your makeup bag. Louis is already on the bed waiting for you. "Just don't poke me in the eye." He put his hands up in surrender. He pours all of the products on the bed. "Close your eyes" he causally says "what no way. I want to know what you are doing." You stand your ground "it's fine trust me." Oh trust Louis Tomlinson and everything will be alright note sarcasm. You give in and close your eyes
"Oh what does this do?"
"Oops I think I broke it."
"LOUIS IS TOLD YOU..." "I'm kidding I'm kidding." You groan. Then the sound of a lipstick cap comes off.
"Pucker out." I did so. He gives me a couple of deep kisses "Tommo you're suppose to apply the lipstick not yours lips." "Well I got to get them ready." You sigh and he glides the red on your now plump lips. He puts the cap on. "That's it. I'm done." And walks out the room. "Wait arnt you going to fix the rest of my face." He peeks his head in the doorway "why do I need to? You are already beautiful. I just love the red on your lips. But I'll take it off later." Without saying another word he winks and leaves you in shock.
Later on you can say he is the best of taking off lipstick even though he has it on his lips.
