It All Started With That Smile Novels & Stories

"If you ever need anything, or just want to talk, you can reach me at this number," "Thanks again. " She smiled shortly as she collected the paper. Her smile, as quick as it was,it was the brightest thing I saw since the day started. I found myself cracking a smile as I stumped out. A smile really? It had been ages I smiled.

Just trust me. He's perfect? Girl his smile is too wide. Like, unnaturally wide, stretching from ear to ear, showing off every single tooth. Who the fuck smiles this way anymore? You're giving too much emotions away, dude. Don't get m started on the way he scanned the menu earlier.

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ "I had a bad, long nightmare..." she said and when I realized it, she was staring at that pale face that smiled as if it was an obligation - as if smiling was necessary; I knew that smile well. The smile of: they won’t like me if I cause trouble. My chest tightened -, how could I say no to her? I held her hand, pale and cold and sighed deeply.

"Smile emoji, TTYL" He turned off his phone not realizing that he still had a wide grin on his face. He looked around and absorbed the reality that he was inside an airplane. He was about to take off to the life he left behind for the chance to know a girl that might turn his life around. He sat back on his chair, took a deep satisfied breath, he was glad he had done it. It was one of the best decisions he ever made. He was ready for the next step to the future. He was more excited than ever because now he knew he had found what was missing before.

He groan walking to the Ferrari “Yaa! Why did you ask me if you were not going to take it?” “That's cause I know you have a bad taste” He smiled, I couldn't look away from his smiley face even after we got into the car, “Why are you staring so hard?” “You should smile more often” I said to him putting on my seatbelt “And why should I listen to you” “Hmmm I will stop .chasing girls if you start smiling more often” “That's your business not mine” He muttered igniting the car “Such a mood killer” I groan and turned away facing the window, but the glass was suddenly whined up and I turned to yell at Dell but was surprised to see him smiling

I stood in the middle of the living room, facing the security camera's blinking red light, practicing my smile again and again. Looking into the lens, I spoke softly, like I was leaving a message for the Mom who'd watch it someday. "Mom, look. I practiced the perfect smile again today. "Lift the corners of my mouth fifteen degrees and show eight teeth. The books say that's the most sincere smile. The one that makes people feel warm. "I've practiced so much my face hurts... but that's okay. "When you watch this tomorrow... will you tell me I did a good job? "Will you finally believe I wasn't lying to you?"

Zayden responded with a smile. Degh! For the first time ever, Olivia felt so thrilled by someone's smile that she couldn't even blink. 'Why is this mobster so shiny?' Olivia thought. How could that eerie visage possess a smile as exquisite as the sea in the Maldives? The smile is as captivating as the world's most stunning waterfall. "Why do you have that expression?" asked Zayden. "Um? It's okay," Olivia replied, clearing her throat a few times and picking up her glass. She took a big gulp of her drink.

😊 Jamal's P.o.v😊 Ever since Gianna came home Friday evening,she has been smiling like someone under a spell. We were having lunch with our mom and Gianna was busy day dreaming. "Earth to Gianna" i said and nudged her with mu elbow. "What? Stop bugging me,Jamal" she said. "You have been smiling to yourself for like 20 minutes now" "So? Can't i smile anymore?" "Ever since you came home that Friday, you have been smiling like an idiot"

His eyes found mine again, and my breath stalled. No, it had stopped the second I crashed into him. “Brian?” His voice was so soft, so gentle, like it would shatter if he said my name any other way. “Hm?” My eyes widened, my throat dry. “Breathe,” he whispered. And just like that, my lungs obeyed, dragging in greedy gulps of air. “Good.” He smiled. And God, that smile. It wasn’t forced. It wasn’t calculated. It was real—exactly the kind of smile you keep in your chest for days afterward.

I asked, chuckling. “Adrian!” She finally realized I was teasing her. She pouted at me. “Don't laugh.” “I'm not.” “You're smiling.” “I am not.” “You are.” She looked so fucking cute that I couldn't help smiling even wider. And... I honestly had no idea when the mere presence of another person had started making me smile this carefree. Serena narrowed her eyes. But then she smiled too. The smile that always made her eyes shine like stars. My favorite smile.