Shadows Lurking | Taylor Swift Fanfic

39: A u g u s t a

Cut my hair in the way that I've wanted
Change my number and bury my wallet

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February 2014

5 year old Amerie stood in the mirror with a pair of kitchen scissors, she had the scissors to her hair and was cutting at her long blonde curls.

She was upset that her Mom decided to cut her hair short, they had matching hair styles that was their thing. Long blonde hair with bangs, now her Mom had short hair. Amerie didn't know what to think of that, so grabbing a pair of scissors was her only solution.

She could have just asked her Mom if she could cut her hair also, but Amerie of course didn't think about that.

"Amerie do you need help in the bathroom" Taylor said.

Amerie was still learning how to use the toilet at 5, so of course Taylor assumed Amerie was struggling.

Taylor opened the door to the bathroom, to see Amerie with a pair of scissors to her hair.

Her hair was chopped rather short, her long curls chopped off into an uneven long bob.

Taylor stood shocked, her mouth was wide open and her eyes were almost popping out of her eye sockets.

"Amerie..." Taylor choked out.

"Do you like it? I'm like you now Mommy!" Amerie said proudly, she felt like a big girl cutting her hair all by herself, let's just say working in a salon is off the list of future careers.

"Amerie, you've cut all your hair by your self" Taylor said still in shock.

"Yes! Because you cut your hair, and we have matching hair!" Amerie said in a rather blunt tone, she was clearly upset at her Mom.

Amerie didn't understand why her Mom cut her hair, she didn't like it. She didn't like the change. Her Mom looked different and she was scared, she was used to the long blonde hair her Mom always had. Amerie was scared that her Mom would be mean now that her hair was cut short, her kindergarten teacher had short hair and was mean.

"Amerie.. I have no words. I'm going to have to call for someone to clean this up. Your hair sweetie.." Taylor said taking out her phone.

She texted her person stylist but she was sadly unavailable, Taylor was going to have to clean up Amerie's hair.

"Sit still, I'm going to make it even more pretty" Taylor said grabbing a pair of actual hair cutting scissors.

Taylor managed to cut Amerie's hair into a straight short bob.

This situation lead to another reason for Amerie's future diagnosis of autism. The struggle with change.

                            Present

Both Swift's were sat in the private salon waiting for their hairstylists to arrive.

"Taylor, Amerie! I'm sorry for the wait, me and Becca just arrived there was some traffic. I hope our assistants have been treating you nicely" Carmen said.

"Honestly it's okay, and yes their service has been excellent" Taylor said.

"Amerie would you like to follow me" Carmen said.

"Taylor Becca will be doing your hair today, I have something in mind for Amerie that will just look adorable on her" Carmen chuckled.

"Erm I thought it was my choice, I only want a trim.." Amerie said confusingly.