Josh Hart Braids Novels & Stories

I turned to Leah and said, “I was just teasing you; I love it, I do. Thank you, Leah.” Leah let out the breath she had been holding and looked relieved at my comment. Julie walked up behind me and started doing my hair. She divided my hair up and began doing several warrior braids in my hair. I loved the look the girls had given me. I felt great, and I looked great. Looking at my reflection, I realised I looked ten times more confident than I felt. Leah and Julie had provided me with the perfect camouflage to get through the upcoming ceremony!

******* An hour later, I hardly recognized myself in the mirror. The stylists had braided my hair, but it wasn’t a normal braid. They’d divided it into sections, weaving and twisting until the strands spiraled together like ropes of gold and ash. Tiny, clear bands held the pattern in place, while more hair was French-braided around my head. The final braid curved like a crown, framing my face. It had taken all four stylists—and Kiara holding part of my hair at one point—to complete it. It hurt. It pulled. But the end result was hypnotic. The different tones in my hair caught the light, turning it into something alive.

I ask. ''My mom always let me braid her hair when I was little. No offense, but your hair is a mess, plus it would be easier for you to do things without them getting in the way. " He starts to brush my hair and parts them in two before starting to braid them. Could he be more perfect? I watch him as he tries his best, and to be honest, he's pretty good at it. No one has taken care of me like this before, and I feel good. Having someone who cares for you He finishes successfully braiding my hair, and he gets up and sits in front of me. His eyes were filled with joy as he smiled and looked at me. He leans down and kisses me quickly on the lips.

Yet this time, it was styled into a neat bun, adorned with the unique emerald hairpin Joshua had given her. Joshua's eyes faltered. A memory suddenly struck him—Winter had always preferred her hair tied up in buns or ponytails.

She filled me in as I walked beside her headed that direction now. When we entered all eyes fell on us. The guys were all standing in random spots around the hut, leaning against something. Isiah had his hair in a half up half down do, Zach had it all tied back in a mid bun, and Josiah just let it hang around his shoulders. Al had braided his hair today and let it hang over his shoulder and onto his chest. Ed had his hair spiked neatly into that fahawk and Curtis just let his hair do its own thing. Honestly before Kiran, this would have been a wet dream. Brooding, strong and extremely handsome men surrounding me.

Carter promised that everything was secured so I would trust him, and hope for the best. When I woke up the next morning, Samuel was still asleep. I mesaged Rein on instagram before yawning and heading into the bathrrom to brush my teeth.. I figured I'd pick out an outfit for the party at the mall today, since Graduation was tomorrow and I'd be busy. I choosed a simple hairstyle for tomorrow ;some knotless waist length braids. I was excited to finally be getting something done with my hair, I was tired of it at this point.

He looped the ropes neatly and put them away in the armoire, returning this time with a brush and hair tie. “I learned how to braid my sister’s hair after our mother passed, if you’d like, I think I can manage to tame that rat’s nest,” he offered. After I nodded, he sat back down and ran the brush through my hair. He worked all the knots and tangles out carefully, never tugging when one got caught in the brush. When he was satisfied with his work he gathered my hair together and loosely braided it. It was both comforting and weird to feel like I was being groomed like a doll. My own mother hadn’t brushed my hair since I was a little girl.

When she finished with that she set about styling my hair for the ceremony. Three smaller braids were done on either side of my head and brought around the sides to come together in the back. The braids were held in place with a celtic infinity knot clip. The clip was silver colored and accented with sage green jewels that matched my dress perfectly. She added some definition into my natural waves by curling the ends of my hair loosely. With a smile she handed me a mirror and spun the chair so that I could see my hair from all sides with the mirror. “It’s beautiful Sophia. Thank you!”

The light flickered a couple of times. The mirror was shaded with white lines reflecting the glow from the blinks whisking rainbows along my lashes. He finally clicked the switch of the series of bulbs. "Done!" Jared, that kind lady caged in a handsome body giggled while saying that. He fixed my hair in a professional way. It's in a high bun with a wrap-around braid. He kept it loose to recreate a little messy outcome. I love it! The girlish me inside want to shake him and make him realize that he's amazing, but, "thank you" that's the only phrase I uttered, surprisingly enough to make him smile widely.

Summer and I rush to her car and drive to Joshua's hair salon. "Sugar here you are, and this must be your friend." Joshua greeted us. "Joshua this is Summer, Summer, Joshua the hair whisperer." I introduced them. "If you manage to fix this I will forever be in your debt." Summer said as she shook his hand. "Sweety take a sit and let me work my magic." Joshua took Summer into one of the free chairs and took down the hood. He didn't react in any way as he inspected her hair. "So sweety, I have one good news and one bad. Which do you want first?" Joshua said.