Red Lipstick

Una looked through her closet throwing her clothes behind as she decided that she didn't wanna wear them. She let out a sigh as she turned around to see Thomas just shaking his head at her.

"What?" she asked annoyed.

"Nothing," he smiled noticing that he was getting under his skin.

"What the fuck do you find so funny?" she asked rolling her eyes as she sat down next to him on her bed.

"You love, you are too funny when you are on the hunt for something to wear," he said putting his arm around his shoulder and pulling her into his side.

"I'm glad I amuse you," she said pushing his arm off her.

"Quit being moody and just wear this and your guarder tights," he said holding up her over-sized black shirt with a tiger on it.

"I'm gonna look like a total slag, if I wear that shirt as a dress," she said as he pulled on her tights.

"NO you won't look like a slag," he said standing up and throwing the shirt at her.

She stared at him a long moment before finally just rolling her eyes at him and finally pulling the shirt over her head.

"Let's go bitch," he said handing her her black ankle boots.

"Alright," she said taking them from him.

Thomas put on his denim jacket and Una reached into her closet and grabbed her black leather jacket. Thomas and Una walked out of her and Bridget's flat and started walking down the street towards the pub they were going to, "I hope you're happy I look like a total slag," she said as she linked her arm with Thomas'.

"Oh you know I am," he laughed.

When the two of them walked into the crowded pub, Thomas whispered into Una's ear, "I'm gonna go join Davis and the rest of the group at the booth in the corner."

"Alright I'll join you in a few I'm gonna grab a pint," she said smiling before walking to bar.

Una walked over to the bar and took a seat next to a blond guy."Hey Mark can I get a pint," she said to the bartender as he walked by.

"Of course, give me sec," he said.

"I see you come here often," she looked over to see the blond guy ask her.

"Yeah," she said as she couldn't help but stare into his pool blue eyes.

"I know this is probably really bold, but you have beautiful lips," the blond guys said staring at her red painted lips.

"Thanks, since your complimenting me you should probably know my name. I'm Una," she smiled.

"That's a pretty name, my names Niall." he said holding his hand out.

"Nice to meet you," she said shaking his large hand.

"So what brings you to this pub tonight?" Niall asked before taking a drink of his pint.

"Well see that group of people over there in the corner," she asked as Niall nodded his head. "Well the brunette guy in the denim jacket is my friend Thomas, and he's here to hang out with his friend Davis, and when he says hang out that really means he's trying to hook up with him," Una said with a laugh.

"Oh so are you here to play wing women?" he asked.

"I probably should be, but I really don't like Davis and all his friends so I would much rather drink over here," she said as Mark sat her pint down in front of her.

"I know how you feel."

An hour passed and Niall and Una continued to talk and flirt. Niall kept telling her how pretty he thought she was and she gave him a hard time every time complimented her.

"So Niall do you wanna get out of here?" she asked standing up and pulling down her over sized shirt.

Niall paused for a second to process what Una had just asked. Every bone in his body just wanted her to close the distance between them and press his chapped lips to her still painted bright red lips. He looked at her and she gave her a smile.

"So is your stare me yes or no?" she asked raising her eyebrow.

"Yes," he said with out thinking anymore.

Niall grabbed Una's hand and led her out of the bar. Una instinctively led Niall towards her flat. When the got to the entrance twisted her around and pressed his lips to hers. Una couldn't help but smile into the kiss. Niall wasted no time sliding his tongue between her lips.

"Lets head up stairs," Una said pulling away.

Niall didn't say anything he just let Una lead them upstairs.

The second they got into Una's flat Niall shut the door and started kissing Una again, he slowly moved her backwards so her back was pressed against the door. Una wrapped her arms his neck pulling him as close to her as possible. As Niall trailed his lips down her jaw towards her neck, Una thought to steady as her breath.

"We should go to my room," she whispered.

"Okay," he said in between kisses.

Una moved away from the door and led them to her room. The second they were in her room Una slipped her shoes off and slipped off her tights. Niall took that as a sign he should be doing the same. He pulled off his shirt then started on working on get his pants off. The two of them stared at each Una in her bra and underwear, and Niall in his boxer-briefs.

"I didn't notice you have a chest tattoo," Niall said running his finger over the ink that was across her fair skinned chest.

"It's just one of mean," she said before pressing her lips to Niall's now stained red ones.

As they continued to kiss Niall lifted her up for her to wrap her slender legs around his waist. Niall moved towards the bed and only took his lips off of her for a minuted to lay Una down. Una unhooked her bra and Niall took off his boxers. Niall crawled on top of her and slipped Una's underwear off quickly.

"You have a condon right?" was the last thing Niall said.

Una just nodded and reached over in to her night stand.