Smile Obsession Novels & Stories

She hoped not. And yet… a thrill coursed through her veins. She had never felt so seen. Her work resonated. People felt her, understood her, even without knowing the woman behind the words. For the first time, she allowed herself to smile, small and careful, letting the heat of quiet triumph bloom in her chest. The women continued, oblivious to the trembling girl in the corner. “…and can you imagine what will happen if she ever reveals herself? People are obsessed already. I’d follow them anywhere,” the other said with a smile.

Shining under the parking lights like a badge of honor. I stood there for a full three seconds. Then the smile crept up before I could stop it. I looked up and found the culprit immediately. A fat, unbothered pigeon sat perched on top of a sprinkler pipe, chest puffed out, staring down at the BMW with the energy of someone who had just completed their life's mission. "Good job,"I whispered. "Truly. Keep it up." I pulled out my phone and took a picture. For documentation purposes. Obviously.

Instead of feeling remorse, his face lit up with a smug smile that sent shivers down my spine. That smile, oh how I despise it! It's a smile that holds so much power, a smile that seems to mock my every move. It's as if he revel in the knowledge that he possess control over every aspect of my existence. It's infuriating to witness his satisfaction, knowing that he hold all the cards, while I am left feeling powerless and trapped in his web of influence.

“She never knew that behind my smiles, behind the way I cared for her… I was falling. Slowly. Helplessly.” He let out a dry laugh. “Your smile destroyed me, Petal. That smile became my obsession. You haunted my thoughts… your voice in my ears even when you weren’t there. Every time you talked to another guy, my blood boiled. I wanted to tear them away from you. Hide you. Claim you.” The word “obsession” rang heavy in his mind. Yes, I’m obsessed with her. But it’s love too. Isn’t it? Or was it just the illusion of love twisted by his control, possessiveness, and fear?

“Common, babe you don’t need to get angry, she’s just shooting her shot, it’s left to me to reject her” he smile and Oliver glare at the lady. “You can see my girlfriend is angry, it’s better you leave now because her anger is very bad, you won’t like to see the other side of her, or will you like to see it?” He smile and Oliver scoffed. His smile is one of the reasons women flock around him, his smile is cute and adorable. It makes Oliver angry anytime he shows off his cute and adorable dimple.

I can't believe that I look like this when I smile. Despite the sweat and disheveled hair, my face looks bright. It was shining. And I know that it's because of the smile. Oxem is like this in my eyes when he smiles genuinely. His aura is different. She becomes more attractive in my eyes every time she smiles like this.

I studied his reaction closely. A grin appeared on his face, “You have no idea how dangerous that statement is.” He studied my gaze trying to find some sort of lie behind my words maybe. All I knew was I meant what I said. “You.” He stroked my hair; his gaze fixed on my lips. “Why does it feel so wrong to want you in my life but yet so right.” His eyes met mine again. “I’m already obsessed with you. Your smile, your laugh, your fucking everything.”

Only unanswered questions lingered in Smiles head,leaving her hanging in space, in the world of questions. Trying to calm herself down, she saw them, Mark and Xena. Walking towards her, it's like a test on her self-control. Watching them with the malicious smile on Xena's face was no good sign but her being Smiles, the only last one of her kind, she could only brave up herself, putting in a straight and a happy face. Wasn't expecting to see you here, you know…it's a classic and rich party meant for rich people, you know" Xena gave a snort of disgust.

he replied “Yep, a fancy way to define the wors obsessed” I responded as he laughed “You just do not give up, do you? Well, I am not obsessed” I replied “Yes, say it till we both believe it” I added as we laughed. “So, why do you have the habit of looking breathtaking every time?” he asked “I don’t know, it is like a bad habit I just cannot give up you understand” I responded as he chuckled “You, this attitude of yours is one of the things that caught my attention” he added