Yess, making another one. These are about the best twins in the world like I actually love them. Its gonna be all types of imagines (idk bout smut tho). I'm really excited and if your coming from my other stories you already know it's bout to be lit...
"Bye, babe!" I shouted to Grayson as I walked out closing the door to our apartment. It was time for me to have a change. I wanted to cut my hair but I wanted more than a usual trim. I unlocked my car and hopped in with my heart beating not knowing what I was even doing for my haircut yet.
I got to the salon ready for my hair to get chopped. I walked in as they all greeted me asking if I wanted my original trim.
"So shuga, what do you want for your hair today the usual." She said to me
"No I think I want something different today." I said
"Ok, what do you want to do." She said getting the book of hairstyles to do
"Just, surprise me." I said becoming nervous.
She took a blindfold and put it over my eyes so I wouldn't look at it. I heard snipping and felt my hair getting lighter and less heavier by the second. I got comfortable realizing that she was starting off with my usual hair cut. Then I felt a liquid and a substance in my hair. It was strange but I got used to it. She wet it and then dried it out and gave a countdown. 3, 2, 1 and look. I took a look to see she dyed my hair teal.
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I looked shocked shaking my head in the mirror. I hated it. I teared up looking at it. The lady looked and thought I was happy.
"I knew you would like it." She said hugging me
"Yep, sure is different though." I said to her
"Ok, that'll be $75." She said holding her hand out for the money.
Great, I was paying a lot on a hair due I didn't even like. What was Grayson gonna think. What was everyone gonna think. My hair was always to my back and shortest What at my shoulders. And it was always a dirty blonde color. Now it was above my shoulders almost like a bob and it was teal or like a sea green. I gave her the money and walked out there so I could cry in the car.
5 minutes into my sobbing session I got a FaceTime call from Grayson. I was overcome with fear and I froze there. I rejected the call not wanting him to see me. He didn't call again which I was glad for.
When I got home I found a towel in my car. I wrapped it around my head so that it was covering well everything. I walked up the stairs reluctantly getting my keys out. I open the door and Grayson is there waiting on the couch for me. Shit.
"Hey babe." He said waving. I waved back.
"Hey." I said trying to get out of the room.
"How was your hair appointment?" He asked
"Fine." I mumbled
He paused and walked over to me circling me get closer with each circle. He wasn't looking at my eyes so he noticed the towel. He touched it lightly with his hands not removing it but giving a little tug.
"Why the towel?" He asked me
"Just got to let it dry out, ya know." I said hoping he didn't know anything about salons.
"Are you forgetting my mom owns a hair salon. It's obviously dry, your hiding something from me.
"C'mon lemme see it." He said grabbing my towel about to pull it off.
I dodged him and bitch slapped his hand. He took it away quickly hissing from the pain.
It's been about half an hour. He eventually gave up and watched tv with me. Halfway through the show he paused it. I groaned because it was getting good but, I turned to listen to him.
"Why couldn't the duck make the cake." He asked raising an eyebrow
I shrugged my shoulder "I don't know why."
"Because he couldn't quack the eggs." Grayson said chuckling. Though my case was different.
I was always a weakling when it came to corny jokes. As he said it, the joke clicked in my head and I started dying of laughter. I giggled tossing my feet up which Grayson dodged left and right. I even started snorting as I lost control. I was crying tears screaming the joke "HE COULDN'T QUACK THE EGGS." I repeated laughing even harder rolling off. Just then I felt something rip off my head and touched it to feel my actual hair. I then looked at Grayson to see he was holding the towel. That little bitch tricked me.
He sat there in awe looking at my hair. I knew I looked like o belonged with Ariel 'under the sea' and I didn't want Grayson to actually say it. He kept quiet and it worried me. Was it really that bad he couldn't say anything about it. I hate my hairstylist. She did this on purpose. I look like the ocean fuckin threw up on my head. I suddenly felt tears weld up in my eyes. My cheeks turn a bright rosy red. And felt myself quivering from humiliation. I looked down so he didn't see my tears but he already caught me. I felt a thumb brush off my tears and lift my chin up so I was facing him.
"It pretty." He said
"Grayson don't lie to me, it's ugly." I said
"No babe really it's honestly stunning." He said coming down to sit on the floor with me.
"Grayson, give me a reason why it looks good." I said trying not to cry again.
He looked at me gave me an honest look. "Ok, I'll give you 5."
"Well for one, it's your favorite color." He said to me
"It shows your quirky and lovable personality." He said pulling me closer
"It brings out your freckles." He said grabbing and squishing my cheeks
"And it brings out your mysterious gray eyes." He said looking deeply into my eyes making me nervous.
"And it makes you look more beautiful the more I look at you" he said kissing me on the head.
"Plus my hands won't get tangled in your hair when we're-" I interrupted him by pushing him down
"That was 6 reasons gray." I said laying down to him.
I laid on his chest as he played with my hair. I laughed because I actually like the feeling of it. He looked down at me smirking.
"What?" He said
"Nothing." I said pecking him on the lips putting the tv show on again. _______________________________ LONG ONE AGAIN. I have a whole bunch of stories to post I'm honestly just tired. Can't type a lot but plz vote. Hope you enjoyed sorry for any errors and as always PEACE ✌🏾
