Jeff Hardy Haircut Novels & Stories

Evidently it paid off. "Hi." Jessi smiled at the jeans-clad guy leaning against the driver's side. Her throat and chest tightened when he looked up from his phone. His arms were crossed, and his hair looked tamer today. Not styled at all. His gray sweatshirt looked so soft compared to his dark and rigid straight-cut denims. Despite the lack of lighting, she noticed he just got a haircut. It drew her attention straight to his beautiful brows and light-colored eyes. They watched her like a hawk. Sometimes it seemed like watching her every move just fascinated him. "You got plans tonight?"

“Hey. You. Honestly. Do you really think I’d let anything happen to you?” He grinned, and I grinned back. “Okay, pretty girl. Make me a star.” It wasn’t hard. A bottle of vibrantly red hair dye, a few white streaks here and there, and a haircut later, Reed Taylor was exactly my kind of man. “I love it,” I said and sat on his lap. “You’re perfect.” “You’re not so bad yourself,” he said and ran his hand down my newly black hair. “Seriously, these blue tips rock! Who would have thought a little hair stuff could make such a big difference?”

I adored his long hair and couldn't bear the thought of him chopping it off! David, on the other hand, had opted for a fresh new look, keeping his dirty blonde hair long on one side, adding layers and a sleek side shave on the other side. He looked sexy and hot, and I couldn't help but notice the way his eyes sparkled with excitement as he showed off his new style. I loved it! I blushed staring at him and he knew.

The different ways they styled their sandy blond hair was the only way most people could tell them apart, though I never seemed to have any trouble. Colton had short hair, faded on the sides and spiky on top. Clay had short hair too but it was longer on top, all sexily mussed with an angled fringe. But Cary had the sexiest look of all. His naturally wavy hair was longer, reaching below his chin, and he wore it with his curls slicked back. Unless he was training, when he always pulled it up in a messy bun.

22 I don't believe what I'm seeing because his hair was really short. But fuck he's handsome as hell. I don't want to believe it that he cut it too short because I know he loves his long hair too much and he said so himself he's too lazy to pay the barbershop a visit. But he's here sporting his new hair for our magazine. It was so short compared to his shoulder length hair and I must say I loved it the second I saw him walking out of the tent. Maybe it was some wig but I knew for a fact it was real with the way the wind blows through it. The sides were short while the top of it was long.

she said for Harden to frown. “What did you say?” He asked for Adele to turn around and remove her disguise. She used her uniform and cleaned her face, her dyed hair was already washing away, and as it fell off from the wig she removed, Harden gasped. His daughter's hair was backing him. Adele slowly turns around to face Harden whose eyes open wide in shock……

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.

Now that he was shaving his head, he didn’t feel bad about losing his hair. When Adan was done, he stepped back and asked, “What do you think?” Ryan looked into the mirror, his reflection staring back at him. He could see a different version of himself but he didn’t mind. The bald look made him stand out but he loved it. It was a symbol of his road to recovery. If not for Jason, Ryan wouldn’t have even had a chance to cut off his hair, so he was very grateful for the opportunity to get treated. “It’s not bad,” Ryan admitted. “Grandpa was right. I look handsome.”

He even had shaved off his inappropriate hair and kept a more general buzz cut. However, this kind of hairstyle suited Hector a lot. He did not look as untidied as he was when he was keeping a long hairstyle. After shaving his hair off and putting on different clothes, Hector gave off a totally different vibe. Even his arrogance and domineering behavior that stemmed from Madam Vanderbilt’s spoiling could no longer be found. At the same time, a female customer took a liking to a pink crystal bracelet. She brought it to him and asked if it looked good on her or not.

My contemplation ended with a call, a video call from Jacob. "Hey." "Haircut!" Was the first thing he said. "Yeah," I said touching the ends of my hair. "Ayra insist." "You look cute in short hair." "You think so? I prefer long though." "When did you do it?" "2 days back." Adam shouted while entering my room. "Old Levy! How long are you going to stand in front of the mirror." Jacob chuckled on the other side of the phone. "Talk to you later, got to go," I said.