Shawn Mendes Haircut Novels & Stories

Claire leaned towards her son. Although muffled, the words that came from Mackenzie's mouth were understandable and startling once again. Kit snorted at my reaction and listened dutifully to the words of his tearful, snotty, and chattering Luna. "I cut my hair once, and it grew back." Mackenzie tilted her head to look at us. "I cut them down to my shoulders before taking a shower, and fifteen minutes later, they were as long as they are now." she sniffled at the end.

He swallowed hard as his eyes adjusted to the sudden brightness. Standing before him was Shawn Xander. Easily six-foot-two, broad-shouldered, wearing a wine-red dress shirt that set off his sharp frame. His features were striking, all cut lines and symmetry, youthful yet shadowed with something darker. The others had tried to stand out with rainbow-dyed hair or garish styles, but he kept it simple: a close-cropped buzz cut. The kind of cut that only worked on men whose faces could carry it. On him, it made his strong brows and bold features even more commanding. Too handsome, almost unreal.

I just rubbed my forehead and sobbed as I watched her pain. 'Would you like more twin? Wait a minute... Hahaha' Shanna put down her work and went to get the men's haircut. I have no idea what to call it. Isn't that something I've seen before? I'm not sure. And my eyes widened the next moment she balded Sheena! Ohgosh! 'Please don't... Don't touch my hair! 'Please,' she begged. Shit! "That's the bald Sheena from three years ago, and her hair has become long again," Harry explained.

She finished shaving me — which didn’t take long — and then got me to shave her. The hair around her newly scarred skin was patchy and uneven. She wanted me to cut it all off on that side of her head, as short as possible. It was tricky with just a knife and I nicked her a number of times — which I healed, of course. By the end, she had an 80s New Wave haircut with half of it long and silky and the other half a skinhead. It looked kind of cool. We bathed and went to bed. When I woke, I was alone and had a female Mezzik glaring at me.

Pulling him behind, he tossed him on the grassy ground and straddled his waist. "You can't even imagine what I'm going to do to you now?" Tyler's face glowed with an evil glint. He took some growing strands of Shawn's hair and yanked them, "Growing out your hair to impress the girls, huh? Wonder how they’d feel if a section gets 'accidentally' snipped at the salon." "You don't have a pair of scissors on you. Haha!" Shawn laughed provocatively. "That doesn't mean I can't carry you on my shoulder to the kitchen!" Tyler flashed his pearly whites as his eyes beamed with a maleficent light.

Shawn leaned against the bar, ordering scotch and thumbing the bartender's attention towards me, “Same.” “Hitting the heavy stuff tonight?” I shrugged, “I’d feel bad beating you if I wasn’t a little tipsy.” “Cocky as always,” Shawn chuckled with the shake of his head. My eyes lingered on his face for a beat. Long gone was the kid I’d fallen in love with all those years ago. In his place was a man with piercing blue eyes. His sandy blonde hair had grown out a bit since I’d last seen him, curling perfectly despite the rain. Shawns jawline was sharp, and his cheekbones defined.

His hair was stretched and packed behind his head while a small portion of each side, ranging to the back of his head, was cut very low. I was satisfied with my choice of hairstyle for him and I’m sure his college mates would be surprised to see his new look, especially our target Bianca Baker. “ Love your new look? “ I asked him when he was checking himself out in the mirror of the barber's shop. “ I’ll be damned if I don't. '' He said with a smirk and we left the office. I felt confident that Bianca wouldn’t reject Brandon this time around. We were already 30 minutes late so we zoomed off to the venue for the graduation ceremony.

If anything had happened to her face, Jade would never have been able to cope with it. “And…” Adrian continued. The group fell silent, patiently waiting for him to finish. “We had to cut her hair. Some acid got into it, and according to the doctors, it needed to be removed immediately to prevent further damage.” “Wait!” Ashley exclaimed. “Are you saying she's bald now?” “No,” Adrian replied quickly. “She's not bald. Her hair now stops around the middle of her neck.” Ruth winced. “Jade hates cutting her hair,” she murmured. “She's always loved keeping it long.”

After that, he brought her to a hair salon. "Mr. Santiago, what would you like me to do to her hair?" The hairstylist stood behind Cynthia as she inquired. With his legs crossed, Santiago sat behind them and peered at Cynthia's hair. Then, he said, "Give her a hair treatment, but leave her hair color alone. Trim the ends. That's all." Cynthia let out a sigh of relief. Her long hair was one of the assets she was most proud of. She was a little worried that he wanted her to chop it all off.

He narrowed his gaze, “Why?” “To cut my hair. So it will grow back the same length as my bald spot, and it would be all-natural. My hair grows back fast and it would be presentable enough at the time of Clarise and Zane's wedding. Would you help me cut my hair?” She asked as she handed him the clippers. “Of course…” In minutes, all her hair was gone. Ashton handed a mirror to her. “I feel so light,” she says while looking at her head in the mirror.