"I think you should die your hair blue."
"What?" You say, turning to look at Calum from your seat at hairdressers. "I'm only here for a trim!"
"So, I still think you should die it blue, it'd look wicked babe!" He tells you, ignoring the look of 'what the actual fuck' written across your face.
"No," You tell him, shaking your head, " never."
"And why not!?" He pouts, giving you a little glare.
"Because I don't want to," you tell him shaking your head as the hairdresser makes her way towards you, "if you like the idea so much why don't you do it then?"
"You know what?" Calum says, standing up, "I think I will!"
"Wait, seriously?" You begin, watching him make his way toward the front desk, "I was only kidding babe."
"So, I'm not," He tells you walking with a hairdresser to a chair right next to yours, "I want blue hair!"
"Oh god," you say mortified, "what have I done."
"Given me a pretty damn good idea, that's what you've done!"
"No, no I haven't," You say shaking your head already picturing the amount of soon to be pissed on fangirls.
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