Henry Danger Funny Face Novels & Stories

he replied and I immediately understood. "Ah." Henry pointed at me. "Don't make that face." "What face?" "That face." I had no idea what face he meant but apparently he did. I crossed my arms. "So you left because your girlfriend was hungry" I said. "And because I was hungry" he said. "Of course." Henry rolled his eyes. For a brief moment he looked like a normal teenager again, not someone who had survived kidnappings and had spent years hiding. He looked like just a kid.

Henry smile turned to his usual mischievous grin as he licked his lips and held me by my waist. "You scared I will handle you in places you can't possibly imagine?" I shook my head trying to ignore the fantasy of what he was talking about "Its not about that dumb head, clearly you can't" I watched Henry erupt into a deep darken laugh. "Is that a dare?" "I am not daring you, I am just speaking fact" He leaned down towards my ear and whisper

Heron surly demanded, his breathing becoming heavier, exhaling steam through the receiver. “It’s …..” I don’t remember his name, so I sweetly asked him, “It’s been a long time since I saw you but I can’t recall your name.” “Henry, the comic fanatic.” He apprised to jog my memory. With full delight, his cheeks and eyebrows swelled. “Oh, I remember now.” I exclaimed as I vetted his features, removing the phone from my ears, “You have grown a lot. You were so scrawny when we were younger and now you have biceps and muscles. Totally matured.”

I say. “You know that you look funny when you sound like that.” “Like What?” “Like mean or dangerous. Others might find it terrifying but I don’t - it is actually assuming.” He smiles. “Geez Henry, you grew up with me. Even if I suddenly turn into a dragon or go berserk one day, you won’t be scared off that easily because you are used to seeing me and knowing me.” “I might go insane. Who wouldn’t after seeing his friend turn into an ugly dragon?” Henry reasons jokingly.

one of his miniions commented. Henry feeling scared took out his wallet and handed it to them. The thugs rejoice at the amount of cash he has. "Boys we hit the jackpot" he announced "But seeing his pretty face the world is really unfair. Fatty give me your knife, I wanna mess with his pretty face" the leader instructed. He grab hold of his hair and put the knife near his face. The leader slice a 1 inch wound on Henry's cheek. Before he was hit by a rock they all turned to the side to see a high schooler.

His usually expressionless eyes were filled with amusement. Shane narrowed his eyes slightly, his lips curling into a cold smile. "Is it that funny?" "Yeah, it's kind of hilarious, hahaha..." Facing Shane's imposing and stern demeanor, others might fear, but Henry and Zac did not. They laughed even louder, especially Henry, who was clutching his stomach and could not straighten up. They had never imagined they would hear such words from Shane in their lifetime. Thumbs up to Haley! Shane silently watched them until they finished laughing before lightly opening his lips, "Had enough laughter?"

I sound so unhinged and off the edge, causing Henry to double down on his laughter as he slaps his thigh repeatedly, unable to control himself. I frown at the man in front of me with utter anger. This boy is a lunatic. I never should've taken him under my wing. Now he's planning to take my wife for himself. His fucking dare he? "You're quite comedic," Henry comments, finally regaining his composure after a minute or two. "What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" My pitch increases by a milestone, only that this time, Henry doesn't so much as flinch at the words.

Henry asked and his face getting red from his anger. If it a cartoon movie, the man with the oval face in front of him would have emitted smoke from his ears. Meanwhile, the man with the slanted eyes beside him was silent, but his shoulders move up and down because of his rapid breath. “Is there anything wrong, Sir?” Damian asked and trying to control the situation. The blonde-haired man next to him looked away, then spoke really loud. “Why did you cancel my banquet order? I paid 50% of the bills already,” Mr. Henry, who still could not handle his anger, said.

“She's my mate too, you know. I will not suppress my feelings for her simply because of your insecurities.” Henry was quite reserved, but unlike Elijah, his reservations were born from timidity. Yet, twice, he had risked it all and put himself on the line for me. Even in that moment, he was standing up to the most fearsome of his brothers and it was still for me. My inability to hold my smile finally surfaced, causing me to let out a soft snicker. At once, the two of them turned to me with surprise. “I'm sorry, are you finding this funny?”, Henry asked. His voice was heavily laced with hurt.

Henry gives makes a weird face before bursting out a full chortle, which makes me laugh too. “Don't let him hear you” he spoke, still struggling to keep a straight face. “Oh, please” I said before closing the door. “By the way, Blondie” Henry called, I move my head to his direction. “You look amazing.” With that he walked past me, leading the way. A blush crept up my cheeks, no one has really told me about my looks before, aside from Dimitri's grandma and Mrs. Smith, not even my parents.