Hair Cutting Stories Novels & Stories

My once-long strands of hair were disheveled and short at my neck! I gasped in shock. “B-but what happened…?” I stuttered. What had happened to my hair? What does it mean that I cut it off...? Suddenly a flash of memory went by, and I visualized myself wearing only underwear right there in the bathroom in front of the mirror, handing scissors to Jake, who was shirtless behind me, his body pressed against mine. He took the scissors calmly and then slowly cut my hair… I blinked quickly, quite confused. Had I really done that, or was it all just my imagination? My face was flushed with embarrassment. I quickly jumped into the shower and took a quick shower, scrubbing my arms and skin hard to re

he said, “what do you take us for? I see you finally got a hair cut.” The boy blushed and shook his head lightly causing his hair to flip. “Y-yeah, Jedidiah insisted.” It was true that when the boys went on a hair dying spree they had Luca get his hair trimmed up. It wasn’t too much shorter but at least now it was out of his eyes and easier to maintain.

How could someone change that drastically? Back then, my parents forced me to cut my hair so they could buy my brother new toys. I got bullied for having choppy, short hair at school. But Caleb stepped in, grinning as he shielded me. "From now on, your hair's under my protection!" Now, I felt all my strength drain out of me. I said, "Caleb, from today on, we're done. Make sure you pay me for the hair. I'm not obligated to donate it to her."

She inhaled sharply. “I say go for whatever you like, but I think your hair long looks beautiful. I would normally have mine longer too.” She was given a second’s reprieve when Vikter raised his hand to her hair and grabbed a curl from the high ponytail she’d done. “Sounds like there is a story behind the short hair,” he said. Razzy nodded. “I was about to say the same. Why did you cut it?” Dammit. She didn’t really want to talk about that episode, but now she had everyone at the table staring at her with curiosity.

Zayle was a mess as he cried, trying to fight the chains holding him back. Turning, I took a deep breath. Shrugging off my coat, I dropped it onto the floor next to me. I looked at one of the knights and smiled at him. “Will you do me a favor?” He looked nervously at me. Pulling my hair out of my pony tail, I leaned forward and pulled it tight as close to my head as I could. “Do you mind cutting this with your sword? I don’t have any scissors.” The knight took a moment before unsheathing his sword and the sound of my hair getting chopped filled the silence. Dropping it on the floor, I ruffled my now short hair.

Britney swiveled the chair and removed the towel with a dramatic flair. "You're not allowed to look till I'm done," Britney declared. "I want to see!" Jenny exclaimed, trying to turn. Britney stopped her, holding the chair in place. She was stronger than she looked. "No peeking! This definitely calls for a dramatic reveal," Britney said as she stepped behind Jenny, returning with a pair of scissors. "Long hair can cause issues in the field," she explained while beginning to cut. "It gets caught on things, leaves evidence, or can be pulled on during a fight. Or worse, you end up late because you're too busy styling it."

Quinn Pov We were currently heading to the park. Liam and I have both gotten our hair cuts. Liam's very long blonde hair is now short, the sides and back of his hair is cut and the front side to the middle is now very long covering his forehead. He chose the style himself saying the kids at school have that type of hair that he also wants it, and we got to give the kid what he wants. As for me, I trimmed my hair. It is now resting in my waist area. I also washed my hair. And of course where we will go that people won't fawn at Dave, the workers were all over him and as usual I sat there giggling with Liam as he looked so uncomfortable. And when I couldn't take it anymore, that was when I dec

He couldn't believe that I was capable of giving him a decent-looking haircut and I took that personally. I moved around his arm until he was left with no choice but to let go of me and that made me choke somehow. "Let me give you a haircut, Kairos. I know how to. I used to have this client that books me for the whole night and the only thing that he would ask me to do is to cut his hair for him. His wife used to do it for him, but she died it's probably two years ago now, but to make the story short..." The remaining words of mine hardly came out of my throat after I saw the way he was staring at me with his sharp and dark eyes.

About a lot of things, starting from his haircut. Tears rush to my eyes, I swipe at them. I love his brown hair as much as he loves my curls, he had no right to cut them off without seeking my opinion. I will never cut my hair knowing how much he enjoys weaving his fingers through them. Stupid me, I am always thinking about how to make him happy and he turns around to shave his head.

I decisively walked into a hair salon and asked the hairdresser, Tony Green, to shave all of my hair off. Tony immediately had a look of understanding on his face as he tried to gently talk me out of it. "Miss, there are plenty of fish in the sea. You don't have to do this to yourself just because of a man. It's not worth it." I chuckled and told him the truth. "I can’t help feeling that my long hair is adding to the heat. It's going to be very inconvenient during the apocalypse." Tony just assumed that I was talking nonsense. Ultimately, he sighed in exasperation before shaving my hair off and giving me a buzz cut.