"What's this?" Zayn asked as he held a mascara between his fingers. I giggled as I added some blush on my cheeks, "That's mascara, Zayn." I said. "Where do you use it for?" He wondered out loud. I smirked before saying, "I'll show you." I yanked the mascara out of his grip before stroking the brush over my eyelashes, which were turning black. "You see?" I said as I put it back in its cover. "Aaaaand..." He said on a long tone as he searched for something else in my make-up bag. "What's... this?" He asked as he held an eyelash curler in the air. "That's to curl your eyelashes." I explained as I took it from him. I placed it on my eyelid and slowly curled my lashes. In the corner of my eye I saw Zayn having a hurt expression on his face as he watched me curling my eyelashes. "Doesn't that hurt?!" He blurted out. I took the eyelash curler away from my face and looked at Zayn. "Do you want me to try on you?" I asked. "No, no, no!" He shrieked like a little girl as he ran out of the bathroom.
