What Make Me Smile Novels & Stories

"Okay then, mention one time that you smiled. Try reaching deep into your memories, and tell me one time you smiled." I did as he said, and reached very deeply into all my memories box stored in my head. He is right, I don't smile much! I coughed nervously. "Well.. I do.. I do smile, to customers." I stuttered, knowing what I just said is really foolish. Of course, I have to smile to customers or they might not come back. Who would want to patronize a grumpy person. Simone raised an eyebrow, "okay fine. I give up, I do not smile that much.."

“This is what I actually need. Thanks for always being there for me.” Reid leaned against the bike and rested his gaze on me the same way he rested his weight on the bike. “As your best friend, I can't bear it seeing that you are sad. You should always smile and I will make sure there's always a smile on your face.” I let out a small but tired laugh. “Easier said than done. Let's see how you will do that.” Reid shrugged and chuckled. “It's easy, I’ll just keep reminding you to smile every time you are not smiling. And I won't stop until you do.”

It was beautiful. I could cry. I wonder why he didn't smile often. The corner of his mouth softens as his smile brightens his face. I could sit here and watch him smile all day and I will not be satisfied. I wonder what made him hard and cold. The only person I've realized that he relaxes for is Trina. His smile warmed my heart and made me so happy, I smiled back at him. “You are smiling." I said in daze.

AND HE EVEN SMILED AT MEEE! Well, okay, just a smirk… but I thought it was a nice start, though. Thanks, Clayton, your smile will be enough to feed me the whole day, and makes my diet easier. I will spend the rest of the day thinking of your smile, not chocolate bars and snacks. Yes. That was cheesy, I know, sorry, don’t judge me... but what can I do? *sigh*

I sigh. “Ouuf, but you look more beautiful when you smile.” he argues, my cheeks heating up at the compliment. “And that's according to research,” he adds, ruining the moment with his bullishit but also steading my heart rate. “Your smile can't be compared to the makeup you're wearing, it is more beautiful, have you never heard that?”

“ ‘It takes 43 muscles to frown and only 17 to smile’? That’s an urban myth that has already been debunked. The fact is, it takes 12 muscles to smile and only 11 to frown.” It’s been said that, on the rare occasion that she finds something hilarious, Ms. Perfect makes this sort of high-pitched and wheezing laugh without moving her lips. Kate imagines Imelda Marcos’s face pumped full of Botox, plus a sound like a squeaky toy being chewed by a dog. Fortunately, she hasn’t heard the laugh in person. So far.

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I asked. "No, of course not! I will never feel embarrassed about what made you and your family feed you. I'm just happy now that you can earn without offering your body. I'm happy for you, George," he said, having that sweet tone, and sincerity; my heart melts. I smiled. "See that? You have the most beautiful smile I can ever imagine. It's what most people envy you. You can always comfort someone just by awarding some little smile," he said. I laughed 'cause it feels so overreacting for me!

I ask him when he gets out to help me out of the car. His smile should be a weapon of mass distraction for women. Sure, he’s hot, but when Rowan smiles, it just elevates his looks to another level. “Can’t I be happy that I’m taking my woman out?” he asks, his head tilted to the side. For some reason, I giggle. I’m not the kind of woman to giggle. I’ve never giggled in my entire life. In fact, I used to find it repulsive when a grown ass woman did it, yet I was doing it.

Every time I'm with him, it's like my mouth is always wide open with a smile. But we're talking about Oxem. He is the only one who can make me smile like this.