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~Bruces POV~
After the lady washes and brushes Vance's hair out, she brings him back to the chair and starts to part his hair
"So you still want it to be curly right?"
"Yea it's naturally like that"
She nods and messes with it again.
I watch Vance's nervous face as she grabs her scissors.
I smile at him since me and my mom are sitting on a bench away from them.
I watch him smile back as she starts to cut his hair.
Vance just closes his eyes as she continues to take parts and snip them off.

It takes maybe 15-20 minutes? Not long for sure but after she dries it,brushes it then styles it I see Vance's eyes open slightly
When she's done she waves us over
"You guys like it?"
"Yea it looks great!" My mom says as vance is still looking at it
"What about you kid, you like it?"
Vance looks at her
"Yea- yea I like it" he says standing up and brushing his shoulders off
"Thank you ma'am" my mom says handing her two bills
She smiles and waves as I grab Vance's hand and lead him out.
"Sooo" I say once we're out the door
I watch him drag his hand over the back of his head
"It's so- like gone"
I chuckle
"Well yea it's gone, she cut a shit ton of your hair off"
He laughs a little and pushes it up with his fingers
"It does feel nice though, I feel less warm too"
I nod
"Yea it's not like a blanket on your neck and shoulders now"
I push on his shoulder
"Bet you can't get to the car before me"
I hardly even finish before running across the parking lot
"Oh- fuck you bruce!"
Then I hear loud steps behind me as I get closer to the car.

I fall onto my moms car laughing as vance touches it not long after.
I then feel a hard slap on the back making me laugh even more as vance stands up
"Bruce- fuck you, you only made it because you ran first"
"Uh huh sure, coming from the non baseball player"
He rolls his eyes as my mom unlocks the car and we both get into the back seats.

My mom drove us back to the hotel and vance went to the bathroom first when we got back.
"Bruce it looks so weird" he says as I walk in after him
"How's it- I just answered my own question" I say slapping a hand over my head
I'm such a damn idiot
"Bruce"
"Hm?" I say turning to him
He steps closer to me and cups my face
"So uh you like my hair?"
I smile,grab his hand as well and nod
"Of course i do-"
Then I feel him connect our lips.
I press is closer and put my extra hand onto his cheek.
I missed him so much, even though I've been seeing him everyday I still miss him.
His lips are something I never thought I would like, imagine being the star baseball kid who everybody loves and knows- like I'm supposed to like girls.
But when I found Vance and actually got to know him? He's a totally different person.
He's such a sweet guy who just really never felt love and his version of love was friends.
I had always thought my first kiss would be some really pretty girl at my high school dance or something but here I am making out with one of the kids every kid is afraid of.
This kid is probably the sweetest of them out there too and he's mine.
He chose me over every girl out there and I chose him over every girl out there.

I break the kiss and look up at his icy blue eyes.
Dark brown met with ice blue.
He smiles at me
"Your really fucking hot bruce"
I bust out laughing and drop my hand from his cheek to his shoulder.
"Pfft- Vance not the moment for that" I say laughing as he chuckles
"But you are" he says as he tilts my chin back up and inches closer to my face again.
"You've really missed this Hm.?" I say softer
He nods and I feel his thumb brush over my bottom lip.
Vance slowly nods as he closes the space in between us.
Our lips just fit together like a puzzle piece and connect perfectly.
Vance's hands move from my cheeks to my neck and mine move to his waist.
He slowly runs his thumbs up and over the small, now faded marks on my neck.
My hands mess with the hem of his shirt as we slowly sway together.
I feel Vance's hands let go and grab at my lower thighs making me break the kiss and look down.

He chuckles,picks me up and sets me on the counter.
"Really?"
"I mean why not, your taller now"
I stare at him as his lips form into a smile
"Yea thanks" I say as I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him back in.
We stand there- well he stands there with me on the counter for a few minutes before breaking it to catch our breath.
"Fought against them odds for me?" I say as I trace my hand over the yellow looking bruises on his shoulder
He shrugs
"Why not, totally worth the smile on your face"
I chuckle as he picks me up again
"You really like feeling strong Hm?" I say as he Carries me to the bed.
"Of course I do" he says dropping us down

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