Hair Cutting Stories Novels & Stories

What kind of salvation is this he was doing? I pulled my head forward when I felt the scissors cut a strand of hair on Richard's partner's fingers. “Oops, calm down, baby. Don’t move so much, or you’ll ruin the look,” said the girl to me. “Did you know that I used to be a hairdresser? Yes, I've done a lot of things in my short life of twenty-seven years,” she added, giggling. She seemed so relaxed that it made me think that maybe she was used to having unqualified people carrying loaded weapons around her.

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.

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

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.

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.

They looked so easy to me and so I had convinced Pietro to let me give him a haircut and after a lot of convincing, he let me. That night had ended with me bawling my eyes in tears at what I had done to his hair. I had given him the worst cut anyone in history could achieve. A blind person with no skills in the regard of barbing would give a better cut. Eventually, Pietro had to pet me to get me to stop crying at the disaster I had caused because I just couldn't forgive myself for what I had done to his hair. He had to go get a buzz cut the next day.