“Hey Harreh!” I shouted.
“Yes Y/N?” He said as he hopped down the stairs.
“Do you like my hair?” I wondered.
“Yes? Why?” He asked confused.
“Because i dont know if I should get Zayn to cut it.”
Zayn had offered a few days ago and i couldnt stop thinking about it.
Harry grabbed an apple and took a bite.
“Why Zayn?” He asked me and stood next to me looking in the mirror.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“Why do you let Zayn cut your hair not me?”
“Do you want too?” I asked raising an eyebrow.
“Why not?” He shrugged.
“Harry, if you want to CUT MY HAIR. Then i suggest you be a little more enthusiastic as im trusting you here.”
“Fine. OMG Y/N PLEASEEE let me cut your hair. PLEASE!” He screamed in a failed girl impression.
“Ok then. I just want a trim.”
“Yeah yeah! I know what to do!”
He grabbed a towel and layed it over me. He went over to the cabinet and grabbed a small pair of scissors.
“Close your eyes please!” He urged.
I huffed and shut my eyes as i heard my hair fall to the ground.
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After what felt like 1 year, Harry was finally finished.
“Done!” I was expecting a weirdo haircut that everyone would laugh at but i was really surprised. It was amazing. Right length. Even.
“Wow Harry. This is amazing”
“Well thank you Y/N, now how about some celebratory ice cream?”
“Why not?” I got up and walked hand in hand with Harry to the shop excited to show off my new look.
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