Fix You [Vic Fuentes]

Chapter 38

Song of the chapter: I'm a Mess by Ed Sheeran.

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Kayleigh's POV

My butt was going numb, my back hurt and when the hairdresser wasn't cutting my hair, I was spinning around in the spin chair. I was having the best yet worst time of my life. Mike was there too, watching me be an idiot and complaining like a child. I was moody to say the least. I was just mad at myself for cutting my lovely long hair off. But I could use with something different.

"I am done." I heard the hairdresser say. I wasn't paying much attention to my hair cut in the mirror in front of me because I was too scared to look at it, so I just played candy crush on my phone.

"I'm too scared to look," I said to Mike, while closing my eyes.

"It looks so shit that I almost confused you with a baboon." He said.

"What!" I freaked, opening up my eyes to be met with my unfamiliar face. I didn't recognise myself. My hair was in a pixie cut, that's it, but I looked so different. A good different. A great different actually.

"Mike, I swear on The Lord Christ himself, that if you ever scare me like that ever again I will personally strangle you with a sock." I warned, "don't test me."

"Okay- sheesh. Chill out." Mike held his hands up in defence. "It was just a joke. But, you do look monkey-ish though."

I leant down, reaching down to take my shoe off revealing my white socks.

"Okay, okay! I'm sorry, I swear." Mike backed away. I chuckled in reply.

I turned back to the lady who cut my hair, "thank you very much. I love it." I ran my hands through my hair, feeling the huge difference between my long hair and now. I got up and paid at the front counter while Mike was waiting in the corner.

I walked over to Mike, he followed and we both went out to my car together. It was early in the evening, so the stars were barely visible in the sky, but the moon was still pasted up high so everyone could see it.

"Do you wanna stay over tonight? We could order a pizza and eat lots of shit, if you want." I asked Mike. I needed some company tonight, I don't know how I was going to cope tomorrow.

"Sure. But I have to leave for work by 7 so I can't stay up too late."

"Deal." I smiled, getting into the car and starting up the engine. "What pizza do you want?-"

"Hawaiian." Mike said before I finished my sentence.

"Oh god, no." I sighed, "you've turned to the dark side. There's no getting you back now. You're long gone." I rambled. "Out of all the pizzas in the entire universe you choose Hawaiian."

"Bro, Hawaiian is my favourite, okay?" He looked so shot down, but I knew he wasn't actually hurt.

"I can't believe you." I chuckled.

"Okay, fine. Take me home. I don't want to have a sleepover with someone who doesn't appreciate the delicacy that is Hawaiian pizza."

"You didn't just do that," I put my hand over my heart, "after all we've been through."

"I'll make a deal with you." Mike said, "I'll stay if you let me have Hawaiian pizza."

"You really are the spawn of satan aren't you?" I glared at him, only for him to return the gesture with a smile.

"Naturally." He grinned.

"Its a deal then." I chuckled, turning up the radio so we could sing to a few songs.