Headache Funny Novels & Stories

I slowly opened my eyes, but closed it again, my headache’s killing me already. “Hey sleepyhead.” I winced at the loudness of his voice and sat up slowly cradling my head. “Could you talk a little softer?” I muttered. His laugh filled the room as he put down the tray of food with a glass of water and some painkillers. “Hangover. Must be pretty bad after getting drunk right?” I glared at him and drank the water after taking the medicine. “Screw you for taking so long with your friends. What did you do? Girl hunting?”

“I attended a charity event on my uncle’s behalf last night. I drank too much champagne because I was thirsty and look at me suffering a fizzy headache all thanks to it.” “Hahahaha...” Unexpectedly, Emily erupted in laughter. I don’t know if it was because of what I said or the way I put it, or probably both, but she found me funny and went on laughing for more than fifteen seconds. I had to stop staring at myself in the mirror and furrowed my brows. I was genuinely confused. “What’s funny?” I asked, lifting a brow in confusion. “Enjoying my misery. Emily quickly reminded with a ‘no’ and goes on laughing again. And I can already picture her shaking her head.

I really did not think your primitive way of getting rid of headache would work" I added "Oh so now you are making fun of me?" Nick said, wearing a serious look on his face. Me? "Who am I to make fun of the gods"? I said. We both laughed and our moods were lightened. "But really, you'll have to learn how to start taking medication because, if you have a headache, I won't go through the long process of giving you a head massage and plus my touch is not as soft as yours," I gave him an ear full.

Because if so, he wouldn’t have that pathetic expression pasted in his face. I sighed as I held my head where I bumped. I felt a small lump. Oh. I touched it softly and massaged it as I remembered my mom. It was years ago when I first fell and had a lump at my head. She puts some ice in the lump I obtained after falling from a high chair. Sometimes, Jordan would press a coin in it after doing some reckless stunts. What… a funny thought. I flash my stoic expression remembering that past. I just sighed and looked at Gavin. Heh. He still has those pathetic yet interesting faces making me amused. I feel somehow guilty. I’m making fun of him even though he's feeling guilty. Am I that heartless? I

She starts giggling and it’s the cutest sound. "It was not funny, I hit my head, and now I have a bump." Josh appears from the lounge, trying to look angry, but I can see the amusement clear in his eyes as he holds his head pretending to be in pain. "He’s so silly." Nina lets go of me and runs past Josh as she continues to laugh.

he told me, and I burst into laughter. "With this face? Isn't that hilarious?" I wondered. "What's so funny, bro?" he asked, surprised. I got up, cleaned my face with my palms, and said, "Everything's funny – the accident, seven years in a coma, and now making a public appearance with this face." "You aren't the first to have met this fate," he said. "Well, I know the Frankenstein monster did," I replied. "I'm not talking about movies," he snapped. "That's my favorite movie," I said.

Joy’s POV “Hey there nerd !” a familiar, male voice cooed as a big warm hand caressed my head. “You look pretty banged up. You could easily be the poster child for the ‘Ugly Duckling’ ,” he added with a chuckle. This idiot, ughh. But my head hurt so bad. What happened ? My head spun as the haranguing sound of someone old and female crying bled my internal mind ears. I felt a splitting headache threatening to burst my head like a volcano.

Alessandro asked with concern, but I could tell that there was a smile threatening to appear on his face. “Uh yeah. Have you never seen someone kill a mosquito on their face before? Like, get with the program.” I am not going to lie. That slap to my forehead gave me a headache. I winced as I felt a sharp pain in my head. Was I really about to get a tension headache? Great.

Headaches ought to be one of the things that doctors spend their money on to actually get rid of in this world. Otherwise, there's no real hope for this world. At least, in my opinion. And this headache I have right now is just the perfect example to prove that point. I mean, How many people do you know who were actually in a fight with a weirdo and then you get thrown into sand and then...wait...huh?

Her delicate features are marred with concern. "I'm fine, Pipes. It's just a headache." Her eyebrows rise at my dismissal of her worry. "It could be a tumor." I can't help but laugh at the absurdity of it. "Well, this isn't Kindergarten Cop, and I'm not Arnold Schwarzenegger. It's just a headache. Probably from all the stress of moving and now having two mortgage payments to deal with."