Meredith's POV
"Your hair always got in the way," he joked while tying my hair, I don't know what he was doing I suppose tying my hair but it felt as if he was picking the strings of my hair one by one and that would take forever. I know my curly hair is long but it doesn't take that long to make a bun. He just needs to pull all my hair back and wrap it in a circular coil around itself, so simple.
"Listen let me do it," I let out a chuckle.
"No stay still, I'm almost done. I always love your hair, it is crazy and natural. it also suits your personality very well," he said still holding up my hair. I always loved my hair, I have been tempted to make it straight or dye it but my mum never let me and it got to a point where the thought disappeared from my mind because my mum had the exact same hair.
How I miss her, but the question is why he thinks my hair suits my personality.
