Novel & Cerita What Make Me Smile

Nothing, there was nothing in the world that could make me happy ever again. The only thing which can bring a smile to my face was Emily opening her eyes, speaking to me and calling my name, her calling me by the pet name she gave me, that was the only thing which could bring a smile to my face. No amount of joke, no matter how funny it was, it would never make me smile.

he complimented. "Why? thank you. Has anyone ever told you, you actually do have a sweet mouth." I asked, smiling. "Oh yeah, I tell myself that everyday. My mouth tastes sweet, so what do you expect, sweet things come out of it." he replied. I couldn't help it, he was cracking me up badly and I couldn't resist Laughing. "You are__" I said, before he cutting me off. "You have a beautiful smile, the way you laughed just now, lightened up your face like a kid that just got his favourite toy.

She let out a soft chuckle in response and for some reason, the sound made him twitch his lips a little but it wasn’t a full smile, Adriano couldn’t remember the first time he had smiled. It was probably when he was still a young teenager. That was before the brutal reality of his world had struck him violently at a very tender age. He turned his attention back to his phone, the awkward silence was back. He knew there was no way he could avoid sharing a bed with her and he would have to get used to it. For the moment though, he stalled because he was still trying to convince himself that he wasn’t all that bad.

he grinned cutely, "then 'baby' it is." "I really like your smile," I blurted randomly, but intentionally. "You should smile more often." "It's a direct result of being around you," he replied, making me swoon just a little. "While we're on the topic, I really love your eyes. I don't know how you do it, but every time you look at me those damn eyes just lure me in and make me lose all control." "I love your hair," I continued, running my hands lightly through his dark brown locks. "The first time I saw you, I wanted nothing more than to feel your hair to see if it was as soft as it looked."

I would say staying around them you will smile a lot because I have been smiling since and he just has this way of making me smile. "I will definitely not stop smiling because a smile is like makeup you have got to wear and takes absolutely nothing from you to smile." He studied me for a while which I kind of found out that he has been doing since he met me outside.

"If I may ask, what's your name?" Gosh, he talks a lot. Having had enough of him I stand up gathering my things and look for somewhere else to seat. I hear footsteps behind me. Quickly I turn around and slam! I thought I hit a wall but no, it was that stupid annoying boy that wouldn't let me be. For the first time since our conversation, I have a proper look at his face. "Hi," he smiles at me rubbing slow circles up and down my arms steadying me. His smile makes me want to, smile. Is that even possible?.

Alex reassures me with a gentle smile, his eyes crinkling at the corners in amusement. As I watch Alex, I can't help but notice how incredibly handsome he looks when he smiles. It's a rare sight, but when it graces his lips, it transforms his face, lighting up his features in a way that is both captivating and endearing. In that moment, I find myself wishing he would do it more often, allowing me to bask in the radiance of his smile. With a sheepish grin, I thank him once more, feeling a surge of appreciation for his unexpected kindness.

Mon cherie (smile) Yours is the smile I think about when I am sad and lost. Why wouldn’t I? You have one of those smiles which can warm me up during winter nights, can light up an entire room, is brighter than moon and stars combined. Also, it puts a smile on mine. “What do you think you are doing?”

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.

i smile, to show her i mean no harm with that sentence. Her light chuckle catches me off guard. "best friends actually " it's the first time she's really smiled, i spot dimples, her smile is warm and beautiful, it's the kind that can brighten up a day just by having a glimpse at it, it's the type that can lure a dozen passerbys to stop and stare, and for a moment, i find myself drawn to it. So i decide at that moment to play matchmaker. That was never my intention at first but seeing the gleem in her eyes as she talks about her best friend, that hates me by the way, i think i already have her figured out.