Headache Funny Novels & Stories

I’d gone in with friends, loud and stupid, and I remember knocking over a stool because I was trying too hard to look relaxed. She bent to pick it up at the same time I did. We smashed heads. “Oh my God,” she’d said, clutching her forehead. “Are you okay?” “I…..yeah. Are you okay?” I’d panicked because she was so pretty. She looked at me for a second, then burst out laughing. Like, really laughing. Head thrown back. She wasn't even embarrassed like we didn't just draw everyone's attention and she was so polite too. “I think you just headbutted me into adulthood,” she said.

but mostly on a person I almost killed. I sighed and laid back in bed. I closed my eyes and mentally screamed.... 'fuuuuuuck' I felt someone walk in. And I got up, "ass, we better hit a club or something because if we don't I'll lose my mind..." "What's up?" "Headache and I can't stop thinking about...." "Katherinaaaaa...." my friend said in a stupid french accent. I pushed her a bit making her naked ass lose balance and stumble backwards..

Are they even real? My head was now a stinging mess. Like some needles are prickling to get out of my skull. Kath was purring, trying to get rid of my sudden headache. "Calm down, Katie. Don't think too much." She hummed a soothing song, and it was effective as my headache slowly dissipated.

"You should lay down for a bit. Rest. I think it's because of the stress of what's been happening around here." "What is 'it'? How did I get here?" "I believe you swooned," I said, trying to keep the air less worry-like and incredibly humor induced. "I did not swoon, Arthur." She chuckled, still holding tight onto her temple to control, what I believe to be, a ranging headache. After all, she did fall on her head. "If I had swooned I would know where I am. Or at least wouldn't hold myself back from laughing at your pretty lame jokes. No offense." She said and it was my turn to laugh. My joke was horrible, everyone knew I had a terrible sense of humor.

He always looks good but he seems dull today and I have a feeling that something happened. "Hi, trouble maker. How are you?" He smiled and stood up to give me a hug and then a kiss before we moved over to sit on the couch. "I'm fine but you are not, what happened?" I asked curiously because he is always very cheerful. "I have a headache, massive hangover. I went out yesterday with the guys and I regret it." I don't know why I found his statement funny and I couldn't help but to laugh. "It's not funny babe, my head hurts." He whined and I laughed some more.

The headache relapsed because she was feeling angry. It was not a sickness! Moreover, when she was still in Seardale, the doctor said the headache was caused by her swallowing too much seawater and damaging her lungs. The rest of her injuries were all external. Her brain was still functioning well. Thinking of this, she quickly typed her reply and enthusiastically asked Alex about the direction of the venue. Alex quickly replied. The conversation box then popped up one after another. It came so fast that Rebecca thought she could hear the sound of him typing.

As I sat there, a terrifying headache began to throb against my temples, intensifying my already troubled state. While battling my pounding headache, memories of Theda's soothing touch flooded my mind. I remembered how she used to gently massage my head, her fingers working their magic to alleviate my pain. It was as if her touch held a mysterious power that could make my headaches vanish into thin air. Seeking solace in the remembrance of those moments, I found myself longing for her presence once again.

HENRY'S POV I woke up with a throbbing headache, gosh why does my head hurts so much I turned around and saw xandra standing in front of the door "hey xandra, gosh am having headache" I said to her as she sigh "it's called a hangover OK, you have a f*cking hang over" she said angrily as she came in Why is she angry, what's wrong with her? What have I done wrong "xandra what's wrong? Is there a problem?" I asked her

I was still recovering from the pain in my stomach when I was laughing too much knowing how funny this all is. It looked like I was the only one who found it funny, but so what? I rested my right hand on my hurting stomach. Now I got a stomachache from laughing too much. After hearing a hilarious joke like this, Who wouldn't? "Do you take me as a joke, Ava Williams?" His voice was serious, like way too serious it forced me to stand up straight and shut my mouth. His gloomy aura suddenly enveloped my body, making me freeze for a moment. I quickly regained my senses and met his gaze.

“Spare me details of how I got on you.” “Relax, preppy.” I chuckle, sitting up straight. “Don’t be so prude. Especially after making your dreams come through.” Wink. Wink. He presses his palm to his forehead, swaying slightly. “I have a headache.” “Yeah,” I say. “That’s what happens when your rich-boy brain meets devil candies for the first time.” He shoots me a glare that has zero bite behind it. “Devil candies? It's that what it's called now?”