Smile While Crying Novels & Stories

uff thank god, she agreed, we had our breakfast and went to company, she sat in the couch and started checking the files, I'm staring at her, this is really painful to see her like that, she is the girl who introduced me to emotions, but here she is the one who is being emotionless, it hurts to look at her like that looking at her smile, anyone can forget their worries and smiles automatically but the same face forgotten how to smile, she can't stay silent for a second without messing around, but she is being professional like an expert this hurts me the most suddenly she turned her face and looked towards me, I signaled her to come, she came near me, I pulled her into my lap, she asked "wha

At times she'd even envy her for not only her smile but the joy that radiated off of her even during the saddest moments. Talia wiped the tears that unintentionally run down her cheeks and tried to compose herself. She knew how much trouble she'd get into if she was found crying and trouble was really the last thing she wanted at this time. She tried to force a smile but regretted it the moment her right cheek ached from the stretch. The swelling was gone but it still hurt like a bitch.

she said, with the infinite patience of someone who found all of this deeply funny and was not going to pretend otherwise. I pressed both hands over my face. Hector made a sound beside me that I couldn't immediately categorise, and I lowered my hands to look at him, and what I found on his face completely dismantled whatever composure I had been attempting. He was crying. Not quietly, but genuinely, fully crying, tears running down his face, with a smile so wide it looked almost painful, and when he reached for me he pulled me into him with both arms and held on, and I could feel him laughing and crying simultaneously in the way that only happens when something is too large to come out as on

I watch her through the large mirror for a moment before I speak. “How do you do it?” I ask quietly, my voice cutting through the silence. “Hold yourself together and play… this part without losing your mind?” She pauses, just for a fraction of a second, before meeting my gaze in the mirror. Then she smiles. It is a beautiful smile. Perfect one. “I smile,” she says simply. “I will myself to believe that I am happy. Even when it feels like I cannot take it anymore, I still smile.” There is no hesitation in her voice and no crack to give anything away. It is almost unsettling how convincing it is.

I covered my face in embarrassment, I forgot how my face always became puffed and swollen whenever I cried. “My face is so unappealing,” I said, dropping my shoulders in devastation. “Is that why you screamed?” He asked, and I saw a smile sweep across his face. One day, maybe when we get to settle everything, I’ll tell him to smile more often. I nodded my head positively to his question and he let out a sigh of relief. “It’s not that bad, it’s actually kind of cute.” He commented, making me cover my cheeks with my palms so he wouldn’t catch me blushing. Oh perverted Lila! What was I doing? I should be grieving.

I added, when I noticed he kept staring at me through my side-eye. Then I turned to him, and discovered he was smiling. “Why?” I asked him. “It's so nice to hear you apologize. You look so pretty, while apologizing. You're also beautiful while crying, but you crying makes my heart ache. Don't cry, Scarlet.” “Are you actually joking in the midst of all this?” I asked, with my tears filling up again.

A smile broke through my tears. Finally, something had gone right.

Then the laugh cracked. But it didn’t fade gracefully; it splintered right in the middle of a breath, laughter fracturing into something wet and broken as tears burned behind my eyes so fast I couldn’t blink them back. One second my mouth still held the shape of a smile, the next hot, messy streaks were spilling down my cheeks while the sound I’d been making choked itself into silence. Dr. Harlan kept smiling thinking I was probably just laughing through tears. Then he saw it. Really saw it.

he demanded, finally releasing his painful grip on my face. Then, as if he hadn't just severely threatened me, a bright, fake smile broke across his face. “You are crying,” he observed, his tone completely shifting. I immediately used my hands to wipe away the tears , terrified of the consequences. “Now, smile. Just like I taught you,” he commanded coldly, leaning in closer. “Let me see the smile.” Swallowing the lump of misery in my throat, I forced the muscles in my face to stretch, flashing him the bright, perfect smile he demanded.

Ruby's arms came around both of them. Pulled them close. And immediately burst into tears. Just started sobbing. Her whole face crumpled up. Tears streamed down her cheeks rapidly. Creating wet tracks through her makeup. "My dynamic duo is awake!" she said through her sobs. Her voice was thick and choked. "Oh my God! I cannot believe it! This is the best day ever!" She was crying and laughing simultaneously. Making those weird hiccupping sounds that come from trying to do both at once.