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"A slimpse at the old Holly," he says

"I’m still the same Holly," I defend myself, yet at the same time I know exactly what he

"You keep pretending, and I worry I won’t ever get her back"

"You say that like you had

"Oh, I’ve had you, Holly Don’t deny it Had you with a snap ofout over his face Oh, God, that shit works

"Please, keep telling yourself that," I say, still holding onto his ar my hold, I step back out of his reach I try to look anywhere but at hi back to the torapped low on his waist They then zero in on the water droplets for over his inked body I wouldn’t be surprised ifeach drawing he has etched into his skin

"Like what you see?" he asks, catching o for the cool and collected vibe, failing nores my blatant lie; it’s for the best I even feel eood I’ll just wait back in the rooo to walk past hiet that vo toworse

I turn fast, looking in the vanity mirror Fuck Chunks of spew sit on the ends ofthe tap on and leaning forward to rinse out the et in the shower, and shah thehow perfect a hot shoould feel right now I turn and face hie your hair?" He asks the saht, the one I don’t want to answer truthfully I knew the drastic cut and color would shock everyone, andother than the fact that I’o for a si someone you hated yourself so much you wanted to feel like someone else, isn’t what they want to hear "Why?"

"Just can’t believe you cut your hair"

"What, you don’t like it?" I strike back

"Didn’t say that"

"Oh, you’re the type of guy who loves their wo and blonde," I accuse