You Complete Me

Chapter 6

"Are you even ready for this Hemmings?" I said rubbing the hair dye on the gloves on my hands. "It'll be permanent. Well for a while but you know."
"Yea. I don't wanna have to be in here for the rest of the month."
"Woah woah wait. A month? Jesus Luke why so much?"
"Oh yea, um, I forgot to tell you. You know how there's all these holidays? Well, all the tickets to come to even California are sold out and our private jet broke down three days ago. Tough luck huh?"
"Well can't you call another private jet or something?"
"Nope, everyone is closed during the holiday weeks."
"Oh it's fine. My mom's gonna be gone for four weeks, so I think you're good." He nods and I begin to put the hair dye on his hair. He started to breathe heavily and I tried to calm him down. "Don't worry, it'll look good. Promise." I smiled at him through the mirror and he smiled back. It didn't feel hard to talk to him like I thought it would be. He seemed so down to earth and so human. I smiled a little just of thought of him and I talking like best friends.
"Why are you smiling? And blushing?"
"Huh oh I just thought of how dumb you are. I have no experience in hair dyeing and it could come out green or something." He looked at me with wide eyes and got up from where he was sitting. "Woah calm down I was kidding! I dye my mom's hair all the time." I said laughing. Luke laughed. Then he grabbed the hair dye.
"Hmm how would you look like with black hair?"
"Luke don't." My hair is close to black, but I am not ready to see how it would look actually black. Luke ran towards me with the black hair dye in his hands. "Luke stop!" I say giggling.
"But I bet you'd look cute with black hair Leslie! Just let me see." He stopped running and so did I. He looks down.
"I'm sorry." I walk to him to take the hair dye out of his hands, but he grabs me and starts putting it in my hair. "NOO!" I slump down and eventually end up sitting on the floor. "Just finish the job. We can have black hair together then."
He grins because he knows he won and he starts rubbing my hair with the dye.
After about 45 minutes we take turns showering. He went in first. He only took about 5 minutes and when he came out, I saw how nice his hair looked black. "Not bad actually. Told you it'd look nice!" He smiles and gestures me as if saying it's my turn. I locked the door behind me and showered. It takes me about 20 minutes to shower so Luke began to grow impatient and started banging on the door.
"I need to pee. Hurry up."
"I'm done I just need to put clothes on." I slipped on a normal baggy, oversized, sweater and black leggings. "Alright I just need to blow dry it. You can pee now." Luke runs inside and turns on the fan so I wouldn't hear him. I get out my blow dryer and start to dry my hair. I didn't look in my mirror because I wanted to be surprised. After a few minutes my hair got dry and I called Luke in. "How does it look?" He looks at me with wide eyes and he reddens. "Is it good that you're getting red?"
"I think I grabbed the wrong hair dye." He says smiling slightly.
"Nuh uh." I get up and run to my bathroom mirror. My hair was red! "No. No. No. No. My mom's gonna freak! Shit Luke! Did you do it on purpose!?"
"I swear I didn't!" He said laughing. I looked at my hair over and over. "It doesn't look bad on you..." He got red again. "I mean you know not bad but not exactly cute either." He smirks as I playfully push him.
"Same to you Hemmings." I turn and walk away with a diva walk. "By the way tomorrow I go shopping for tattoos and piercings! Maybe a little for me too."
"Oh really? Are you into this whole punk rock thing now?" He says running up to me and grabbing my hips.
"Yup." I say putting my arms around his neck. We look into each others eyes for what feels like an eternity, then, he kisses me. Softly and sweetly. A kiss every girl dreams of.