Billie Eilish Smiling Novels & Stories

The photographer said. Eli could not bring herself to smile, nor move closer to him. She frowned as she looked at the camera nervously. There was no hint of joy on her face at all. The photographer took a few photos, but he was unsatisfied with the results. He reminded her, "Miss, please remember to smile, this photo will be added to the archives for the rest of your life." Sean shot a glance at Eli and saw that her brows were still knitted together. He put his hand around her waist and gave it a little tickle.

Elsa asked "It is writing allover your face" Adrian said and she smiled widely "Then you're right..Happy Birthday Adrian" Elsa said and hugged him and he gave in then released. Billie was just standing there with a smile on her face..but when Elsa saw her, Elsa gave her a disgusted look. Billie didn't have time for her nonsense as she walked beside Elsa and smiled geniunely at her and Elsa was surprised and ashamed of herself..because she didn't expect Billie to react like that.

A song Elias used to hum without knowing. Elias stepped out, holding his own mug. He didn’t say anything at first, just sat down across from Lucas. The silence between them wasn’t angry. It just… hung there. “I’ve been trying to remember more,” Elias said finally. Lucas nodded but didn’t look at him. “Yeah?” “Yeah. I keep seeing this image. You… in a white shirt, laughing. There’s light coming through a window behind you. You looked happy. Like nothing was wrong.”

I, somehow managed to strengthen my resolve as I took few more steps towards her, already anticipating about how I was gonna grab her, hug her, kiss her — Their lips met, it wasn't a long kiss, it was the kind of ‘ it's good to see you let's go’ kiss. Just brief but…the way they looked at each other and the way she smiled at him, the same way she used to smile at me…. And of all people to replace me with…Christian? “You two never stop surprising me huh?” She smiled, squatting in front of the kid who looked like he was two, holding a lollipop in his hand and rubbing it all over her face giggling, “You know it's better in my mouth, Eli,” She chuckled. “No!” Eli laughed.

The note with the smiley face still sits in my hand, and I find myself smiling despite the day's chaos. I glance at my phone, seeing a message from Bill: "Hope you liked the surprise.” I stare at the message for a moment, remembering something that has been bugging me. I pick up the phone and call Bill. "Hey," I say when he answers. "Oh, hey," Bill replies, his voice warm and a little surprised. "Is everything good?" "Yeah. And thanks for the surprise," I say. "It made me smile." "Really?" he asks, a hint of relief in his voice. "I'm glad to hear that."

And for the first time, Elias’s grin isn’t reluctant. It’s real.

Selena observed. “Am I?” I asked. “Yes,” she said. “You do that sometimes now.” I looked at her. “Is that a bad thing?” “No,” she replied. “It’s my favorite thing.” Elias leaned back slightly in my arms and looked between us. “Why are you both smiling?” “Because you clap loudly,” I said. He laughed again. I set him down gently, and he immediately grabbed my hand. We started walking toward the exit together, Selena on my other side.

Damien’s voice was already lighting up with happiness. “I said nothing. Good night, Mr. Da Silva,” she cut the call instantly. Something felt strange on her face, but she couldn’t understand it. She jumped off the bed and rushed to the mirror, only to see a stretched grin to her ears. Her fingers poked her cheek. She was smiling. She had almost forgotten she could do that, or that there was still a bit of happiness left inside her. “Oh no, stop smiling, Isla. It’s not a freaking date!” she pressed her face together, but the smile only widened.

He said and Becca beamed as she dug into her food. He poured some syrup on mine but didn't draw a face which made my lips curl. Elijah leaned forward, " Aw, are you mad that I didn't make you a smiley face." A huge cheeky grin sat proudly on his face. I rolled my eyes, " I'm not a child, Eli. I don't need a smiley face on my pancakes." To prove that I was fine, I cut a large piece and shoved it in my mouth, chewing loudly to irritate him.

Elias smiled. “That I’m not the one who should be afraid.”