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This is exactly why you don't like being alone. You let your intrusive thoughts win. Every. Single. Time. Now, here you are looking at yourself in the mirror, unsure whether what you did was a good decision.
You tried to give yourself a haircut. And as a result, your beautiful long hair is gone. You look at your reflection, questioning if you like your new look. You didn't mess it up, it didn't look bad—but you weren't sure that it looked good either. And the first thought on your mind is "Will Zayne like it?"
As if on cue your phone rings, it's Zayne. Even worse, it's a video call. Things just keep going downhill. You're unsure if you should pick up the call right now, but you also want to talk to Zayne. So you decline the video call and call him again but this time on audio.
"Hello, my love. How's your day?"
"Uh... Hi Zayne. It's good."
You try your best to hide the uncomfortable pitch in your voice.
"Are you busy? You declined my video call."
"I— Yea, I am kind of busy. Let's just talk on audio?"
Zayne isn't sure why you're acting so weird all of a sudden. However, he doesn't mention it. Knowing you, you'll probably tell him soon enough. He continues the conversation as usual until you ask.
"Zayne can I ask you a question?"
"Do you think I'd look good with short hair?"
"How short did you cut it?"
"I didn't SAY I cut my hair... I'm just asking..."
"Love, you never decline my video calls, and you don't have work today. It's very obvious you're trying to hide something."
"Ugh, fine! Yes. I cut my hair. But that still doesn't answer the question though. Do you think I'd still look good?"
"You'd look good no matter what. Now let me see."
You finally turn on the camera and stand before your phone.
Zayne's jaw drops. Your long hair is gone, but God, do you look gorgeous with the new hair. The bangs framing your face make you look adorable. If he was there with you, he would have squished your cheeks affectionately. You can practically see hearts in his eyes as he admires your new look.
"You look gorgeous, my love."
"Do I? I was starting to regret cutting it."
"Don't, it's good to change your look sometimes and it suits you."
When he comes back home that evening you don't understand why he's smothering you with kisses. Nevertheless you don't complain.
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AN: ANOTHER SELF INDULGENT FIC CUS I CUT MY HAIR SHORT LIKE TARA AND IT TOOK ME A WHILE TO GET USED TO IT (I cried) hope you like it!
