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[Zayn]

Zayn pushed his hair back with his forearm, looking around nervously. Lou's house was nice, with ornaments and intricate vases, paintings on the wall and sleek comfy couches. Lux was sitting with a book on the couch, a lollipop in her mouth. She looked up and broke into a smile. "Zyn!" she said, muffled around her lollipop. She pulled it out and jumped off the couch, running towards Harry. "Harry!"

"Lux!" Harry said with equally as much enthusiasm and picked her up, scrunching his nose when she offered him her lollipop. "No thanks."

Zayn ignored the burning feeling in his chest and tugged at Liam's hand. "When cut my haiw?"

"We're going to cut your hair now of you want," Lou said and went to fetch a chair. "Let's do this in the bathroom, I'll set everything up."

Lux gasped. "You gonna cut your hair, Zane?"

Zayn tugged at his hair nervously. "Yes."

Liam picked him up and smiled brightly. "Don't worry, it's not dangerous."

"But what if she cut my eaw?" Zayn asked, eyes widening. He pushed his hair back and Liam raised an eyebrow. "Trust me, she won't. And you'll have it so much easier than always pushing it back."

"I wanna see Zayn cut haiw!" Lux chirped and Harry sent her a playful look. "Shall we cut your hair as well?"

Zayn cracked into a smile at that and Lux gasped. "No!" She touched her blonde small ponytail. Louis scissored his fingers and made a cutting sound as he pretended to cut off her ponytail.

Zayn giggled and swung his legs. Lou returned and smiled. "Have you ever cut your hair before?"

He shook his head vigorously.

"Probably when you were little though," Niall said and ruffled his mop of hair. Zayn pushed it away from his eyes and swallowed heavily. The bathroom was black and white tiled, with pink towels and purple toothbrushes. Lou had arranged a chair by the mirror and a comb, a spray and a pair of large scissors were sitting on the edge of the sink.

"Don't worry, these are special scissors," Louis assured him since Zayn was ogling the scissors. His heart was pounding against his ribcage and he spun around, running out. Unfortunately, Harry caught him by his collar and lifted him up, dropping Lux. He smiled softly. "It won't hurt, I promise."

Zayn shook his head, eyes widening as Lou walked over to him with a black salon apron. She stopped when she noticed his scared expression. "This isn't dangerous, Zayn. It's just an apron so that your clothes won't get messy."

"Oh," Zayn said.

"Here," Liam said encouragingly and handed him Ziam. Zayn had demanded he'd be brought for him to feel safe, but now he wasn't sure if even Ziam was enough. Nonetheless, he clutched the wolf to his chest.

"Lift your arms up," Louis instructed gently and Zayn did as told, eyes flitting towards the chair he'd be sitting in soon.

"What did Zeke say to you?" Niall wondered, leaning on the wall with a thoughtful look. Zayn scowled. "He shaid I look like a giwl."

"Let's prove him wrong, eh?" The funny accented lad encouraged. Zayn pursed his lips, looking down at the apron he was now wearing. He clutched Ziam to his chest again. Harry led him to the chair and carefully set him down. Zayn squirmed, pouting. Lou rubbed his arms comfortingly and looked back at the boys. "Ziam could get messy. Also, how much do you want me to cut?"