Harry Styles, a very open lesbian and a very famous Instagram model. Louis Tomlinson, a very open bisexual and also a very famous Instagram model.
A story about how the two models became the top most loved couple, with it all starting at a very well...
"This is our first day in France baby!" Louis cheered as she stepped out of the bathroom. I looked at her and I saw her hair freshly washed and no makeup on. I smiled at her and stood up from the bed. She was walking to her bag, but when she touched the zipper, I placed my hand on hers. She looked at me and raised an eyebrow. She was smiling at me, so she knew that I was only messing around.
I leaned forward and pressed my lips onto hers. She hummed as she was kissing me back. I cupped her face with the palms of my hands and she had her hands on my waist. "As much..." kiss. "As I love..." kiss. "Kissing you..." kiss. "I really need..." kiss. "To dry my..." kiss. "Hair baby," and one more kiss right after that. I pulled away, but she kissed me on the cheek before she went into her bag to retrieve a blow dryer.
She then dissapeared into the bathroom once again and I did not see her until 30 minutes later with her hair completely done and makeup on. "You know that you look delicious with your makeup off?" I asked and she rolled her eyes.
"I'm planning on going out today you know? Aren't you?" She asked as she walked over to get her phone from my side of the bed. "Well yeah, but I don't want to get all dolled up everyday. I have a photoshoot to go through already." "So you aren't going to put on makeup?" "Nope. Chill day today," I said and looked on my phone. "I thought that we are going to go to like nice places?" "We are Lou. I just don't want to go with makeup on. What's so wrong with me not wearing it? Do I not look good with makeup off?" I asked and looked up from my cell phone.
"I'm not saying that Harry-" "Then what are you saying Lou? Because you wouldn't have dragged this any further if you just accepted the fact that I didn't want to wear make up and left it alone," I told her and she went silent. "Alright. I see how it is." I stood up and walked into the bathroom. I turned and I w as s about to shut the door before she attempted to talk again.
"Haz-" "No Louis. It's obvious that I'm only pretty and fucking attractive when I have makeup on." I closed and licked the door behind me once I entered the bathroom. I walked to my makeup kit and sighed. "I guess I have to do this..." I spoke to myself and started to do my makeup routine. I never thought that Louis would've cared so much about makeup, but I guess 3 months is not enough to know the person that you are dating.
30 minutes later I groaned as I was finally done and I walked to the door. I unlocked it and opened the door. "Lou-" I cut myself off with a gasp as I saw something sweet. The balloons and the stuffed animals on my nightstand...what was this about? How did this happen anyways?
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"I was...I was only gone for 30 minutes," I said as I stepped closer to what Louis set up. "Yeah, had to do it fast." I looked at her and tilted my head. "So the whole not wearing makeup thing was fake?" "Yup. You should already know that I don't care baby. Makeup. No makeup. You are still a beautiful angel that I will continue to fall in love with." She walked up to me and she wrapped her arms around my waist. "Just needed to get you out of the room for a bit." "How did this even get in here?"
