Anomalous Lovers.

Natural Hair?

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I just got dressed after a shower and walked back into my room. School had just got out about an hour ago. Scorpio was sitting on my bed, watching some scary movie about possession. I was debating on if I wanted to take these extensions out, or not. They weren't old, or anything, but I just didn't feel like straightening my hair so often. I came to the decision to take them out. I just didn't know if I wanted him here when I did it. I mean, I don't have a bald head. My hair is not bad, but have you seen someone after they take their weave down? If so, you know the struggle. I wanted him to see me with it washed and nice, you know.

I sat next to him with a comb, scissors and a brush. "What's this?" I asked. "The Taking of Deborah something." He replied. It looked pretty scary. I turned back to him as he just stared at the screen. He really liked Netflix. "Is it almost over?" I asked. "Well, in like 15 minutes and-" "Is she eating her!?" I screamed, disturbed and shocked. He laughed. "It's one of the best parts." He replied. "You a sick weirdo." I replied. He shrugged. "Well when it's over, you have to go." I said. He looked at me. "I thought your dad wouldn't be back until 2am." He said. "Yeah, he won't. It's just that I've got stuff to do." I said. "Like what?" He snapped. "I have to take my hair down." I said. He stared at me stupidly. "It is down." He responded. "No, go natural." I responded. "Could you explain? I'm lost." He replied. "I mean, I have to take my weave out." I said, rolling my eyes. His eyes widened. "I'm staying." He said. "No, no." I replied. "Why can't I?" He responded. "Because, I don't want you to see until I'm done." I said. "You act like you're bald under there." He responded. I glared at him. "I mean...I'm sorry. If you are then, I'll still have love for you." I hit him, laughing. "I'm not bald, idiot." I replied. "Well how long is it?" He asked. "You'll see." I replied. He smiled. "Why are you smiling?" I asked. "It's just so exciting, like a mystery." I rolled my eyes. "Well, don't get mad at me. For one I'm a boy and second, I'm white. I don't know about all this. It intrigues me." He said. "Finish your little movie, so you can go." I said. He shook his head. He refused to leave. "Fine." I took my materials and walked toward the door. I got a chair from Amyra's room and shut the door to my room, then put the chair up against. He wasn't about to catch me slipping. If he wanted to stay, then fine. He'll just be locked up here. I went down stairs to take my hair down. It only took me thirty minutes, because I had a sew in. He had been calling and yelling for most the time, but soon he just got quiet, which worried me. My hair was left a curly mess. I didn't really care if he saw it this way. It's just the smell bothered me. I needed to wash my hair. My shampoo was in my room.

I prepared myself to face him. I opened the door. He looked up from his phone with wide eyes. "Wow.." He whispered loudly. I rolled my eyes and continued to walk toward my restroom. "Wow, wait!" He jumped up, following behind me. "Let me touch it." He sounded like a child. I quickly swerved from his touch. "No. I have to wash it." I replied. He was so close. "Hmm..smells funny." I glared at him. "But I understand why. It's just been under there for a while. Not trying to be mean." Once again, I ignore him. He continued to stare as I turned on the sink. "Why are you watching me?" I snapped. He smiled. "It's just so much hair. It's long. How was all that under there?" I laughed. "We'll have the talk when you're ready." I joked, as I searched for my shampoo and conditioner. I've been trying for 4 months now to not use perms or relaxers and so far, I've been well. Better actually.

"Can I help?" He asked. I stared at him for a moment. "You can help with the conditioner, but not with the shampoo." I replied. He smiled. He nodded, taking a seat on the bathtub. I began to shampoo my hair and massage it into my scalp. I was a little weirded out with him staring so hard, but it was okay. I know he's probably stuck on how sew ins work and how hair is hidden.

I let him know when to join and surprisingly, he did a good job. It was really sweet.

I wrapped a towel around my hair and for the next 30 minutes we waited for it to air dry. He was so fascinated and concentrated. It was hilarious and adorable. When it was done I put oil into it and then brushed it. He acted as if he had been waiting all his life to see the end look. He was dramatic.

After he was finished touching and playing in my hair, we finished watching The Taking of Deborah Logan. Through the whole movie, he kept a hand in my curls. Which was annoying as hell, but I understood his excitement and curiosity. I just continued watching the movie. I was so scared that he ended up staying over for the night. It was just a good day.

Who else has seen the movie though😳 It wasn't that bad, but that head seen had me through

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