Jax Teller Haircut Novels & Stories

"Let me assist your mum in taking care of you besides,my dad pumps alot of money into my account monthly and I got nothing to do with it,so let me spend it on you." "Save it for your future."I said. "Don't worry about the future."He said before facing the owner of the store. "Good evening,ma."We both greeted the woman looked like she was in her early forties. "Evening,what do you want to purchase?."She asked. "Natural hair products."Jace answered in a rush. "Okay....wait is that your hair or you are wearing a fake bun."She directed the question towards me. I smiled at her,"It's my hair from birth."

I punched her and ripped her clothes, and she screamed like a banshee after. "Great." Jack clapped his hands, grinning. It is about time for you to stand up for yourself. Let them taste their own medicine, Miss Cassy. I'm cheering for you." "Don't worry. I will do that." I chuckled. "Miss Cassy, You don't need to cut your hair. It's beautiful." "But I want to change my look." "Sir Alexander, like your hair long." "But Billy, if I keep my hair long, it would be easy for Christina to pull it."

Dark blonde hair somehow looking tousled and messy yet perfectly placed. As Theo steps aside, Jax comes fully into view. He’s dressed in a simple black t-shirt, the fabric straining against his thick biceps and broad chest. It does little to disguise his impressive physique underneath- the dips and curves of firm, hard-earned muscle. His jeans sit low on his hips, a perfect fit. As I drag my gaze back up to his face, I see that he’s checking me out, too, raking his eyes over my body. They pause and linger on my bare legs- I’m in a loose, long-sleeved navy cotton dress, and while it’s not the cutest thing I own it’s comfortable as hell. From Jax’s hungry gaze, he seems to approve.

Jaxon sits up and scoots to the side of the bed while looking at my right arm and then up at my face before he casts his gaze downward. Jaxon takes a deep breathe and I watch as air fills up his shirtless chest, and only then do I notice he is only clad in a pair of black basketball shorts. Upon closer inspection, I notice his facial hair is longer and a bit unruly, his eyes have purple bags under them. His hair is a chaotic mess like he has ran his hands through it more than he hasn't. He looks like such a beautiful disaster. Jaxon is the only person I know or have ever seen that can pull off looking this awful. He makes awful, look good.

I could tell its a boy you know through the. " Missed me?.. You know I'm just next door " . XAVIER. I looked up at Xavier's face and I hitched a breathe. Today his hair was smooth but a strand was dangling above his forehead. He gets hotter everyday. I just wanted to put my hand into his hair and caress it and sniff it. He had a smirk on his face, he had on a black shirt that read DUDES and he wore a black jean that hugged his straight long legs perfectly. How could one human specie have it all. I mean this is unspeakable. But I want him.. Did I just say that?

“It’s already too helmet-y. We need texture. Something that doesn’t look like his mom still cuts it with a bowl.” “I do not use a bowl!” I protested, my voice muffled by the cape. They both ignored me. Chloe ran her fingers through my hair, which I’ll admit is one of my few decent features. Thick, soft, and black as ink. “He’s got great hair, Jax. Lots to work with. So, you’re thinking more of a textured crop? Keep the length on top, loose and messy?” “Yeah, messy. But like, expensive messy. Not ‘I just rolled out of bed and gave up on life’ messy, which is his current brand.”

said Shaquelle and placed the photo on the small table close to Jerry. As usual, Shaquelle wiped Jerry all over with warm water and a small towel. Then cut the man's long nails, and filed them to make them look good. Not to forget, Shaquelle also pulled out the thin hair from the beard and also shaved Jerry's thin mustache. Honestly, Shaquelle hates people who have beard hair and thin mustaches. “You know this is the first time I've shaved your mustache properly. Usually you always tease me, and make this shaver scratch the corner of your upper lip. " he chuckled.

Aleksander's eyes widened," I don't think you get a chance today. He's still frail. Maybe in a couple of days. Let him have a good rest. Have you eaten?" "Nope. I was waiting for you." "Okay. Let me feed you first, then have a haircut. Is that okay?" "Love it!" While she sat in the chair at the hair salon, Izabella considered how she would like to have her hair fixed. Become an ash blonde instead? "No," protested Aleksander, "I don't want it. Maximum three inches off the back, then long layers." "Yet her bone structure and facial traits..." The hairstylist Jiji Rose kept chatting, but Izabella didn't pay heed.

Jacob sounded like a baby this time. "Suck it up bro, it's just one day. I was almost out of the shower now and was just making sure I had all the conditioner out of my hair. When I got out, I toweled off and added a smoothing cream to my hair. Mrs. Carter insisted I use the cream if I was not ging to blow dry it. I'm not that girly, I don't need a blow dryer. I just let it hang out. I was laughing at my own joke, when I do that by brother can usually hear me.

💞 Gianna’s P.o.v💞 After that tiring pillow fight with Xander,i left for my room. “Hey, gorgeous” it was Jake,one of the guys from college. “Hey,Jake” “Gosh, you look so sexy” “Jake,i don’t have time to talk,am so tired and i have a hangover” “How about i take away your hangover?” He asked and i rolled my eyes. “Touch a hair on my sister and I swear i will cut your d**k and feed it to you” Jamal said,Jake put up his hands in surrender.