Make-up

Sarah's Point of View

I rushed into my room and covered with a shirt that was near and pretended to pick the shirt. I scratched my head back and apologized, "Sorry, I just had left my room in a mess." He looked shocked before. He said, "No, it is okay. Let's just do your makeup. We do not need the whole room for that." I nodded and I kept a chair in front of my dressing table. I sat on the chair of dressing table after taking out the makeup kits I had with me. He sat and said, "Close your eyes."

I was feeling awkward and my heart was beating fast but still I trusted him. So, I closed my eyes. He started. The way he was playing with makeup and brushes, I could feel on my face so my heart was thumping more and more. I was afraid if he would listen the sound of my heart beating so fast. After playing with my face, he finally told me to open my eyes.

I slowly opened my eyes and looked at the mirror. "Wow." I never thought I could be this beautiful also although I had not put on the lipstick. He made me looked pretty. I looked better than the previous makeover. I turned to look at him. He was staring at me. Before I could say anything and thank him, he said, "You look prettier."

I thanked him. Just then, he said, "One more thing is left." I could feel my face getting hot. He meant lipstick. I said without thinking, "I will do it." He did not take off his eyes from me, "No, you can ruin the make-up. Let me." I could understand what he said, so he chose a color by himself. I was looking at his handsome face when he was putting on the lipstick. He was more handsome when he was so near. My heart was beating real fast. Just then, he wiped a little lipstick which had spread from his thumb. His thumb was still on my face, his eyes met mine. We stared at each other.

He went back on his own place. I felt like I will die at that moment because of a heartache. He said, "Now, it's completed." My mind went blank when... when he kept his hand on my hand which was on my lap. He said, "Sarah" with a very lovable voice. I was already blank. I just stared at him. He continued, "Sarah, will you be my girlfriend?" I was shocked, I could not speak anything. I just spoke a word, "I... I..." He interrupted me, "I know it is all of a sudden. But I promise, I will protect you. I do not know what's happening to me, I don't know why but my heart races when you are near me. My mind goes blank. The first time when you were getting drenched on rain and crying, I don't know why but I felt like I should protect you and I..." "I could have just left you there, however I felt something when I first saw you. You can take your time to answer me, or you can just deny me right now. But I still want to ask you if it was just me who felt like that?"

I was stunned by his words. Although I did not feel the same when we first met, whatever happened today just made me attracted towards him. I replied in a low voice, "I did not feel the same when we first met, but I..." I closed my eyes and said, "I felt the same today."

Charlie's Point of View

When she covered that piece of undergarment, I felt relief. When she sat in front of me with her eyes closed. I just liked how pretty she looked even without makeup. When I started make-up, I felt like I was studying every part of her face. Inside me, my thoughts were having a war. One thought was, "This is not right. You can't be doing this. Stop looking at her with those eyes. You cannot betray that girl." The other part said, "She's the one made for you. You have fallen for her. So, don't think about that girl now." The second thought won when I went near her to put on the lipstick and I could feel her heavy breath. When my eyes met her eyes and when I touched her face to clear the lipstick that was spread. I could not control myself and finally kept my hands on her and spoke out about what was happening to me. I was afraid that she will think I was same like that guy before. I could not afford to lose her now. But still I asked her. My heart was racing. When she said she felt the same, I felt so happy. I had a feeling which I could not express.