my shifting drs

harry dyes my hair

oh look who's finally posting

anyways sorry yall hopefully i will get better at this

again ignore how bad and cringy this is going to be

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it was quite an impulsive decision i was about to make. but i didn't really care all that much. it'll come out. hopefully. 

"i'm home" i called out through my apartment that i knew harry had snuck into earlier that day at some point

u kicked off my converse and looked up to see harry turning the corner with a smile on his face

"hey pretty girl" he said walking up to me and embracing me into a warm hug, "whatcha got in the bag?"

"hair dye"

"hair dye?"

"hair dye"

"why?"

"why not?"

"fair enough"

"can you help dye my hair i'm probably gonna ruin it somehow if i do it"

"and i wont?"

all i did was look up at him, stick my bottom lip out, and give him the puppy dog eyes

"fine" he murmured into the top of my head giving it a kiss. damn he was really wrapped around my finger

he took my head and lead me into the bathroom. he left  the room quickly and came back with a chair as i got out a towel i didn't care about

"so how do i even do this" he said above me as i was getting situated 

"i don't know read the box"

"you need the box?"

"yes?"

"oh i threw that away" maybe he shouldn't dye my hair on second thought

"well get it out of the trash can doofus"

he snorted and dug through the trash to find the box. he read the instructions and quickly got to getting the hair dye prepped and ready to go on my beautiful blonde hair. he was about to put the first stroke of the bright pink hair dye on before i realized this might be a stupid thing to do.

"wait" i said putting my hand up to stop him

"what? did i do something wrong?"

"no i'm just having second thoughts"

"are you doubting my hairstylist abilities" he said acting offended and letting out a gasp

"no this just might be a stupid idea" i sad laughing

"so what?" he said, "stupid decisions are the best decisions"

"do it"

"you sure?"

"weren't you the one just telling me to do it?"

"yeah but you never take my advice"

"that's because it's usually bad"

he let out another fake gasp acting to be offended, "that hurt"

"good", i said chuckling, "let me call gigi and see what she thinks"

harry just stood there and waited while i called gigi

"hey- what are you doing to your hair? why is it sectioned?" she questioned me

"i'm thinking about dying it pink but i don't know so i need your opinion"

"do whatever you want"

"that is not helpful whatsoever"

"you know what, go for it. just maybe get harry or someone else to do it. i don't trust you to not butcher your hair. no offence" i could hear harry laughing behind me at her snarky comment

"offence taken" i said laughing and hung up on her

"okay do it" i said to harry 

"you absolutely sure?" he asked

"yes. but maybe no. just do it before i change my mind"

"okay..." he said as he brushed the thick pink substance on my hair

he made sure to get every part of my hair so it wouldn't come out absolutely awful. i mean it definitely wasn't going to be amazing no matter what, but he was trying. 

we followed the rules of the box and left it for however long and washed it out. 

"can i dry it?" he asked as i pulled my head out from the bathtub i was hunched over in.

"sure" i replied gladly letting him take that job from me

i watched him in the mirror as he meticulously dryed every piece of my hair trying to imitate what he usually sees me doing

"hey stop looking i want it to be a surprise" he said when he caught me in the mirror looking

"okay" i said laughing as i just looked back down at my phone

"and done" he said pulling my chin up with his fingers

"whoa" i said

"what? do you not like it?"

"no, its just way way better than i expected. it looks amazing. thanks harry"

"i told you not to doubt my hair stylist skills" i turned around and wrapped my arms around his neck as we both laughed. 

"i promise i never will again" i said kissing him and pulling him into a hug. his chin rested on my head then he kissed my hair.

"lets go to bed i'm tired" he said although it was muffled because he said it into my hair

"okay" i answered into his chest

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this was extremely corny and now i have to recover peace out fam

also what dr do you want next?!