|| 𝗡𝗼𝘃𝗮 𝗥𝗮𝗲 || 𝗧𝗼𝗺 𝗞𝗮𝘂𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘇 ||
Best friends, ever since they were practically in the womb, both of their moms grew up together. After a couple of faulty marriages, they decided to move both families into one house. They spent their s...
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—NOVA POV—
The intrusive thoughts, won me over.
I looked at the mess, I had made in the bathroom, rethinking my life decisions.
I dyed my fucking hair.
Black, for some reason. The front pieces of my hair, didn't take. I don't know why, i've never even dyed it before.
"Tom!" I called out, panicked.
After a minute, he showed up. His eyes widening at the scene, then he glanced at me. Sitting on the bathroom, floor. Ready, to have a panic attack. "What did you..."
"I don't know." I whimpered, slightly.
I started crying, digging my head into my knees. He sat down beside me. "Oh don't cry... don't cry." He patted down, gently on my head.
"Is it box dye?" He questioned.
"Yeah." I looked back at him, concern wavering over his features. "Why?" He asks.
"I don't know!" I looked at the hair on my head, i'm gonna shave it all off. If I can't figure out how to make it look good.
"Are you breaking down again, is that— No!" I cut him off. "I just— I thought maybe, I needed a change. And, then this is what came to mind."
"You're beautiful, no matter what." He nodded, trying to make me feel better.
"You're just saying that." I ran my fingers, over my eyebrows. That were now dyed, as well.
"You can pull it off! Trust me! I'll help you."
—
After two hours, I think we got to a place I liked.
"See, beautiful!" He ruffled, the curled pieces.
"Wish we could turn back time... to the good old days." I quoted, a song.
"Oh god, what's Nate going to say?" I bit on my fingernails, anxiously. "Does his opinion, fucking matter?" Tom retaliated, annoyed.
"Eh." I shrugged.
"That's what I thought." Tom laughed, looking at the mirror ahead of us. He framed the pieces, of my curtain bangs, playing with them a little.
"I know, that this was accidental. But, I think it makes it look even better." He was talking about, the pieces that didn't turn fully black.
"Tom." I tilted my head up to look at him.
"Yeah?"
"Give me a kiss." I repeated the sentence, that I had probably repeated a million times over now.
I smiled to myself, after he removed his lips. My legs, happily dangling off the vanity chair.
