"You sure you have enough makeup." Niall laughed as he carried in the box I had brought to his house. He was raging last night when I called him and told him about Noah. He got all possessive and angry. It was kind of cute.

"Yeah, I think so." I smiled.

"Jesus save me." Niall sighed.

"Oh come on, this will be fun." I nudged him.

"For you!" He exclaimed. "Hey, to make it fair I should be allowed to do your makeup too." He grinned.

"Ha-ha, fat chance." I rolled my eyes.

"Right, I'll set up the laptop you set up your weapons." Niall said, turning on his MacBook. He turned it on and went online, then tweeting saying there were five minutes to go.

"I'm kind of nervous." I sat down on the sofa next to him.

"Why?" He asked.

"Like what if we get a lot of hate or what if they don't believe us or what if- what if Michael wants us to break up again or-"

"Hey, hey, hey," Niall pulled me onto his lap. "calm down." He kissed my forehead. "We'll be alright okay? And we're never breaking up again, so don't worry." He kissed my shoulder delicately.

"Yeah? Promise?" I asked.

"Promise." He held out his pinky and I wrapped my frail one around his much larger one. "And as for the hate; who cares as long as we're happy, who cares what other people think of us, at the end of the day, they're just jealous." Niall hugged me tightly. "I love you so much babe."

"I love you too." I whispered.

"Will we get started then? Let you make a fool out of me?" Niall asked. I grinned and nodded. I slid off his lap and he began the twitcam. "Hi everyone." Niall waved to the camera. "Basically, we'll be going back on tour tomorrow so we decided to do something fun for you guys because we're bored and have nothing better to be at." Niall said making me laugh. I like the way he is able to make stuff like that up on the spot. Like he has to do this, it's not like we have nothing better to be doing, I bet we could find something to do if we're that desperate.

"I'm gonna be doing his makeup." I added in.

"Yeah, so, if ya wanna see me be made a fool out of you're in the right place." He chuckled.

"Well Niall." I turned to face him with a devious smile.

"God help me." He gulped.

"Write in the comments what you want me to put on his first." I said and all the comments started rolling in.

"I guess we'll start by pinning your hair back so it doesn't get covered in makeup." I giggled, grabbing some bobby pins and pinning his hair back. He looked hilarious.

"The things I let you do to me." He shook his head as I grabbed the foundation and put it on him.

"Pick something for me to put on you." I pointed to the box once I had it on him. He randomly picked something and handed me it. An eyebrow pencil. I began to colour in his eyebrow.

"Wait, what on earth are you doing to me?!" He asked me.

"Filling in your eyebrow." I chuckled.

"Why the fuck would you fill in my eyebrows?" Niall asked me, looking up at me through his eyelashes.

"Don't curse, we're online." I said.

"I'm doing your makeup next." He replied.

"No you're not." I chuckled, god knows what that boy would do to me. I read some of the comments and everyone wanted me to do eyeliner on him, so I grabbed one and told him to close his eyes.

"No, what are you doing?" He asked.

"Eyeliner." I told him. He hesitantly closed his eyes and I drew a line on them. When he opened his eyes he looked hilarious. I pulled at his bottom lid to put eyeliner on his waterline.

"Wait, stop." He said.

"What?" I asked.

"You can't do this to me!"

"Can." I said and began putting it on but he couldn't keep his eyes opened long enough for me to do it and he kept moving away from me.

"This hurts." He said, looking up at the ceiling as his eyes watered. "Why would you girls do this to yourselves?" He asked. I laughed and got the mascara next and began putting it on his eyelashes. He kept blinking and I ended up getting it all over the place.

"You're not very good at this." Niall commented.

"Well, my model isn't very good." I punched his forearm.

"Excuse you me you have the best model." Niall put his hand on his lip. Whatever way he moved I ended up poking him in the eye with the mascara.

"Jesus Christ Jenny." Niall covered his eye. "Why're ya stabbing me eye with that? I'm pretty sure you're not meant to stab me eye!"

"You shouldn't be moving so much." I laughed. He took his hand away from his eye and it was all watery and he was struggling to keep it open. I couldn't help but laugh.

"I need to sneeze." Niall's face scrunched up.

"No Niall, don't sneeze." I warned him but next thing I knew he was sneezing and his mascara was being smeared all under his eyes. "Great job Niall." I put a mirror in front of him.

"You're never doing my makeup again." He shook his head.

"Whatever." I rolled my eyes and grabbed some red lipstick. The smooch proof one, which means it's gonna be on him for the next twelve hours.

"Jenny, no." Niall warned but I wasn''t listening and I began putting it on his lip.

"You look lovely." I giggled.

"You're a terrible liar." He said. All the comments coming in were all freaking out and saying how funny Niall looked, the odd few were asking about the rumours. When I finished I had to laugh at him. It was kind of a mess and it made him look hilarious.

"How do I look?" He pouted his lips together.

"Beautiful." I lied ending my comment with a laugh. He took the mirror and starting inspecting himself.

"Oh my God what have you done to me?" Niall asked, touching his face. I couldn't stop laughing.

"You wouldn't make a very pretty girl." I said.

"Well, thanks." He sounded offended. "My turn then." Niall said.

"No."

"Should Jenny let me do her makeup?" Niall asked the camera. All the comments were saying yes. Much to my dismay.

"Niall, do you even know how to do this?" I asked.

"Yep." He brought my makeup box up to the sofa next to him and started to scavenge through it.

"What are you going to do first?" I asked him.

"This I think." He brought out some foundation.

"Yeah, what's that?" I asked as he inspected it.

"Um.. paste for your face." He replied, taking the cap off and squirting some into the palm of his hand. "Well, Niall is putting some paste on my face." I said to the camera. "And he's not even gonna use a makeup brush." I said.

"Who needs a makeup brush when you have hands." Niall said, patting his two hands together so both had some on them. He then proceeded to pat it on my cheeks and forehead. I screwed my eyes shut as he rubbed it around my face.

"Niall." I whined as he giggled.

"Maybe I need a brush." He chuckled and grabbed one, beginning to spread it over my face.

"Done." He grinned after a few minutes. I looked in the mirror and I was bright orange, thanks Niall.

"What now?" I asked him.

"Eye shadow." He picked up one of my palettes. He peered at the colours and looked up at me.

"So what are colour are you going for today?" I asked him.

"Green." He replied, sticking his finger in the green one.

"Green?" I asked.

"Yeah, s'nice." He said as I closed my eyes, then feeling his finger on my eyelids. "Looks good." He said after a few minutes.

"I bet it does." I sarcastically said. It was then he grabbed a eyebrow pencil.

"What's that for?" I asked.

"Eyeliner." He replied.

"Yeah? What does it say?"

"Eyebrow pencil." He read out, looking a little surprised. "But we're going to be inventive today." He said and I closed my eyes. I felt him do a line which was probably halfway up my eyelid and halfway out my face. "Doing that flicky thing you do sometimes."

"You mean a wing?" I asked.

"Sure." He shrugged, putting down the pencil.

"Bet it looks good?" I asked him.

"It looks like a professional is doing this." He smiled as I opened my eyes. He hunted through the box and took out blusher. He dipped his index and middle finger into it and started smudging it on my forehead.

"Niall, why are you putting blush on my forehead?" I asked him.

"Oh this is blush?" He looked down at his fingers. "I thought it was that thing you put on your forehead sometimes."

"You mean highlighter?" I asked him and he hesitantly nodded. "Highlighter is not pink."

"The ones I used to use at school used to be pink sometimes." He shrugged.

"Not the same thing." I flicked his forehead. He flinched back and glared at me.

"Where's that eyelash thing?" He asked, looking in the box for mascara. I handed him one and he pulled it out, watching in awe. A smile grew on his face and he looked up at me.

"Oh God." I gulped. He didn't even know how to hold it and he tried to get it on my eyelashes but he missed badly. "Niall, you have no idea what you're doing." I move away from him.

"You were giving out when I moved away from you and look at you now ya hypocrite!"

"Well, sorry for not wanting to get stabbed in the bloody eye." I said.

"Just sit back, I won't stab ya." He said. It's safe to say he is not very good at putting on mascara. He made my eye lashes all clump together and oh God, he just- he sucks.

"Right, are you nearly done?" I asked him.

"Lipstick." He said.

"What one did you have on d'last day on me birthday I liked that one on ya." Niall said. I found it and handed him it. "Wait did you put this one on me?" He asked and I nodded, biting my lip to prevent the giggles.

"Jenny! Now I'm gonna have red lips for the next day, you still had it on the morning after!" He exclaimed and I burst out laughing.

"Just put it on me." I giggled and he did, though even when it comes to colouring lips in, he's not very good. He made my lips a lot bigger than they're meant to be. He had such a concentrated look on his face though, it was adorable. Especially the way his tongue inched out in concentration.

"Are you done?" I asked him as he looked at my face.

"I didn't put the colour on your cheeks."

"You mean the blush." I slowly said and he nodded. He grabbed it again and dipped the same two fingers into it, swiping it across my cheeks.

"Good?" I asked and he nodded.

"Yeah, like if I saw you in a bar I'd totally say your makeup is marrage material." He nodded, obviously being sarcastic.

"Great, here's our finished looks." I said and we both looked at the camera. "We look amazing, don't we?" I asked Niall.

"I think so, yeah." He agreed. "Let's wash our faces quickly and when we come back we'll do some questions." Niall said. We both ran to the bathroom to clean our faces, trying to do it as quickly as possible. Niall still had a bit left but he had gotten most of it off.

"Right, let's do some questions." He said, sitting back down and I began to feel a little nervous. "Send in questions." He said, scrolling through them. "Ah, here's a good one from rosesandNiall- Have you gotten Jenny to have the same passion for golf and football as you have?

"Well, I don't think anyone could love them as much as me but for football; she hates it but we went golfing yesterday, didn't we? You enjoyed it, didn't you?"

"Yeah, but I came last." I pointed out.

"Did you enjoy it though?"

"Yeah, I did actually." I admited.

"I'll get her to like football yet." Niall chuckled. "Next question, pick one Jenny." Niall said to me. I just read out the first one.

"Most embarrassing moment together." I read and we both just looked at each other. I know we both have two different circumstances in mind and we are most certainly not telling them.

"Um.." Niall trailed off.

"I know yours." I smiled.

"And I know yours." He fired back. "Remember when we made that promise to pretend neither happened? Yeah, that still stands." He nodded at me and I giggled. "Next question." Niall rubbed his hands together.

"Is Jenny hired?" He read and my heart leaped. "I don't know where these rumours came from but no, I have not hired Jenny, she's my girlfriend and I love her." He stared straight into the camera. "And if you believe these rumours you're delusional."

"Jenny, you pick a question." He said and I just read the first one again. "Jenny was obviously hired, you've been single for nearly five years, then suddenly get a girlfriend that we had never even seen before, so just tell the truth will you? This is pathetic." I read and I saw his facial expressions drop. He looked a little hurt.

"Jenny hired?" He started to laugh. "That ridiculous." He rolled his eyes. "And sure I was bound t' find someone sometime and I found her, sure you guys don't know all my friends, just because she was somewhat 'sudden' doesn't mean I hired her!" He laughed.

"Right, next question." Niall said, reading through a few. "So do you really really really love each other?"

"Yeah, I really really really love him anyways." I smiled at him.

"And I love her too so yep." Niall nodded. We answered a few more questions and then Niall decided it was time to end it, seeing as we'd been doing it for so long. "How do you think we've done?" Niall asked once he turned off his laptop.

"I think you done well." I gave him a hug.

"I didn't want to speak too much of it like, you know trying to cover it up too much." He shrugged.

"You handled it perfectly." I reached forward, placing my lips on his.

"I think we need a shower to get all this makeup off." Niall smirked.

"You just want a shower with me." I gave him an Eskimo kiss.

"Maybe..." He grinned.

"Right, come on quick because I'm going home tonight." I said, grabbing his hand.

"What? Why are you going home?" He almost whined.

"I promised Joanna." I replied.

"Ah, come on." Niall whined.

"No mister, I'm going back on tour with you tomorrow, you'll have plenty of time with me." I sternly said as we walked upstairs.

"Yeah, emphasis on the we're going back on tour tomorrow, I was kinda hoping we could- you know.. tonight." His eyes gleamed in the light as we stood on the landing. He didn't actually say the words, it's cute the way he's so shy when it comes to this.

"Why tonight?" I chuckled.

"We can't really do it when we go back on tour with Michael around, can we?" Niall asked, pressing his lips to my earlobe.

"Well sorry Nialler, not tonight." I kissed his cheek.

"Are you sure you can't spare a half an hour?" Niall asked, wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Yes, now come on and get showered." I clapped my hand together.

"Okay." He sighed, taking my hand. We quickly got into the shower trying to get the remaining makeup off. "Is it all off?" Niall asked me.

"Wait," I took my thumb and swiped it under his left eye. "It is now." I smiled.

"I'll be lonely tonight again now." He wrapped his arms around my waist again.

"You'll be fine until tomorrow." I chuckled.

"But my bed is so big and cold without ya." He pouted.

"You were fine last night, you'll be fine tonight too." I rested my head on his chest.

"I couldn't sleep last night." He admitted.

"Then come stay with me." I ran my hand up and down his wet side.

"I wanted to stay in my house tonight because I won't be here for a while."

"I'm sure you'll survive one night." I reached up and kissed his forehead. "I'll see you in the morning anyways."

"Yeah, I guess." He sighed. "Right then, let's get out of the shower and get you home then so." He said, turning off the water. He handed me a towel so I could wrap it around myself and once we redressed I grabbed all my things to go back home.

"Do you think we'll be okay now with the whole hiring thing?" I asked Niall.

"It's only really beginning Jenny. This is what you have to understand about the world I live in. You think it's over, but really, it's only the beginning." He sighed, running his hands through my hair.

"So what's going to happen?" I asked him.

"God only knows." He softly said. "But as long as we're together, we'll get through it, right?" He intertwined our fingers.

"I'm sure we'll be fine." I tried to sound optimistic, but by the look on Niall's face, he wasn't being optimistic. I guess he's been through it all before. He knows what this world is like when it comes to rumours like this.

I hate Noah for this. I don't think I will ever forgive him.

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