Smile Like An Idiot Novels & Stories

He smirks. Someone thinks they're smart but I'll show them I'm not someone to be messed with.

His worry was evident, overshadowed by his frustration, "Stop acting like an idiot and open the damn door!" "Don't call me an idiot! You're the idiot," I snapped, wiping my tears before burying my face in the pillow once again. The tears continued to stream down my face. The emotions churning in my stomach felt unbearable. "No, you're the big idiot here. Locking yourself in the room and crying like a five-year-old who lost a fluffy doll kinda thing or got one of those stupid glittery dolls with terrible makeup on her face snatched away!" He sounded really pissed.

I smiled at her. “We’re adults. We have high school diplomas. We’re having a baby.” She blinked away tears. “Your brother said he would kill me if I make you cry so I hate to say this but the tears need to stop.” “You’re an idiot.” I sat down beside her and pulled her close. “I’m an idiot in love. That’s a special kind of idiot.” “I’m an idiot in love too.” We smiled all big and sappy at each other. “What do you think about ruining the mattress before we take off?” I asked.

“I am an idiot. I thought that once all that was done, I could show up on your doorstep and beg you to accept me as a free man and we would ride off into the sunset and eat as much mint ice cream as you want” Camilla let out a reluctant snort. I smiled faintly. “Christian confirmed to me how idiotic that was” “He is right.” she muttered. “Sarah also appears to think I am an idiot.” That finally drew a real smile from her. I felt my heart kick painfully in my chest. God, I had missed that smile. “I just was stupid and I was scared. I deserve everything I am getting right now from you” I said quietly. I leaned closer, resting my forearms on the table.

I’m not saying I’m a man-whore. I’m also not not saying I’m a man-whore. I just really, really like sex. “Idiota (Idiot). You can’t beat me with that gringo accent! Now you’ll at least be someone’s first choice instead of leftovers when I’m occupied,” I call back good-naturedly. Shouts of “Oh, shit!” and “Damn!” echo through the hall as Elliott throws his head back, laughing his ass off.

I saw him smiling so I stupid threw the pillow on him . " hii ..hii you why are you smiling ? I am not weak ok and if you will try to do anything wrong with me na I will break your bones ." I said trying to be strong in front of him But listening to me like this the man smiled at my childish behaviour. He was not looking that much dangerous but I was an overthinker so that's why .

Well, you can guess any trace if a smile or laugh vanished from my face. "And you are still an idiot with his stick buried so deep, there's no chance of anyone ever pulling it out of your ass." The idiot actually laughed at my words! He fucking laughed! And I was officially over. I turned away once more and picked up my pace to get to the car as fast as possible. "I come on princess, don't be like that. I was just joking." Just joking my ass!

he said with a smirk "Uh, thanks? And same to you" OK I should stop pretending like a wuss and what's the matter with him my name is beautiful and even I am? Humm yesss maybe I'm. OK, oh who am I kidding? I very much like it when he said this but I should don't have said to him thankyou, seriously? Now he seriously thinks that I'm an idiot. "HA! HA! HA! you're funny, I like that"

I grin like a Cheshire cat. Let's do this shit.

"All these must have cost a fortune." "Lucky for you, I have a fortune." I chuckled, shaking my head. "You're an idiot." "If it makes you smile the way you are right now, then I'll gladly be an idiot for the rest of my life." I touched my fingers to my cheeks. He was right. I was smiling, and I hadn't even known it. "You're one hell of a psycho case, Killian. I've had enough of you. Go shower. I need to focus here. "