How To Make A Guy Smile Through Text Novels & Stories

(smile emoji) Texter 1: Alright. And if you find something extra in there, I’ll give you a bonus. Texter 2: Just make sure you keep this guy away from me after this purchase and I’ll be forever grateful. PLEASE! Creepy alert! And he fucking smells (disgust emoji) Texter 1: (Laugh emoji) Fine, will do that and I’ll still give you a bonus. Alright, end the session now before Lyra arrives here. Texter 2: Got it, bro! And thanks again!

I typed, even though it kind of was working. "Are you sure? Because I can make an even sadder face." Another picture came through. This time Derek had added fake tears drawn on with what looked like a photo editing app. I actually laughed out loud. "You're ridiculous," I typed. "But am I effective?" "No." "Liar. I made you laugh. I can tell." "How can you possibly tell through text?" "Because your messages got less hostile. You're softening." "I am not softening." "Yes, you are. You're probably smiling right now."

“Glad? Only your mom would be glad.” “Are you mad now, babe? Want me to come over to your house to comfort you?” And he added a smirking emoji at the end of the text! I blinked at his message. Is this guy serious right now? Okay, I need to calm down. “Just come here already. Let's talk about our deal. We'll have agreements and other whatnots for our deal. Come to this place.” He sent a picture. But I frowned when I saw it was only his face that occupied the whole frame, and I couldn't even recognize the the place he's in!

I opened his message and honestly, it made me smile. "Hey, how are your bruises? Next time be careful with your steps, I don't want to see you getting hurt, and how sad you did not wait for me! You went home early, however, it's fine, see you tomorrow!" He texted with a smiling emoji's every sentence from his message.

I replied, smiling. *Then I guess I have to wait till tomorrow.* I texted Lucas back, and he replied almost immediately. *Are you home?* *No.* *I have to go.* *Bye! See you tomorrow.* I sent, adding smiling Emojis to my texts. *Bye.* He replied. “Who are you texting?” I asked. “Lucas. We’re done talking though.” I said, dropping my phone, and he pushed a cocktail to me. “Here.” He said, smiling.

45 am He texted me and sent me a lot of sad emoji’s and a broken heart. I scoffed. I didn't snore okay!But let leave it aside. I laughed after read his text I could see his face from the glass window. He put down his phone and looked at me. I gave him a flying kiss to cheer him up. He picked up his phone back and typed something. A few minutes after I got the notification. Mr. Z Walker [I need more than just that invisible kiss.] 11.47 am

Please <3 The reply came back a few seconds later and I almost dropped the phone in anticipation. Weirdo, is this your way of asking me out? Because I already I told you I'm not interested :) I rolled my eyes. The smiley face was obviously meant to taunt me and it did it's work well. I bit my lower lip as I typed my reply then hit the send icon. Obviously not. I wanna show you something, don't be an idiot. :) I snorted when his reply came in.

[Yeah, he is cute, but I think a kiss from my boyfriend would bring me more luck,] I replied. Alex's immediate response made it seem like he had been eagerly waiting for my reply. [Hey, babe, I'm happy you're feeling better today. I was worried you might not reply due to everything going on. Please don't strain yourself with work. I'll be with you whenever you need me.] Alex's cheerful demeanor shone through his words. I could almost envision his warm smile and bright eyes twinkling like the puppy's in the photo. Grateful for his concern, I sent him a heart emoji and a blowing kiss.

*Smirks* '' He replied and I rolled my eyes. '' ugh! Juss stopp Elijah! * Laughing emojis* I need to tell you something important, you can try flirting with me later on lol, but please come up with something less cliche ROFL " I texted and in the next moment my phone buzzed with his number flashing on the screen. Sitting up straight, I cleared my throat and accepted his call. " Is something wrong Bell? Should I come? What do you wanna say? ''

I find the ones where he’d send a random selfie, pretending to look annoyed but with that faint, crooked smile that I knew meant he was happy. My thumb hovers over the text box, the cursor blinking at me like it’s mocking my indecision. Just send something. A simple “Hey.” Or maybe “I’m sorry.” Or even “I miss you.” But every time I type out the words, I freeze, staring at them until they blur, and then I delete them.