Why Are You Laughing Novels & Stories

“Why were you laughing?” “BECAUSE HE MADE A BAD PUN ABOUT EXCEL.” “What pun?” “It doesn’t matter!” “Tell me.” “OH MY GOD—” He steps closer. Jealous. Possessive. Annoyingly gorgeous. And then he says it: “I don’t want other men making you laugh.” My breath stops. Instantly. Because he says it so quietly. So seriously. So unfiltered. “I—um—well—laughing is good for my mental health?”

Who laughs without reason? “Althea is mad at me.” He plainly said. “… Oh.” His roommate looked at him like he lost his head or somehow grew a tail. He laughed because someone is mad at him. “Is that even something you can laugh about? I thought you were serious with her.” “I am.” The guy is even more bewildered. “Then why are you laughing? Should you not clear or mend things up?” “Of course, I will. I can’t let my girl stay mad at me when I am away.”

I laughed because if I didn't, I would cry and I would be damned if I cried in front of a rodent like Ari Thunderbolt Black. I laughed because life was giving me the finger again and I am once again helpless about it. I mean why the hell not? It was certainly better than breaking down in tears or having another emotional breakdown. I laughed because I guess deep down I have been waiting for the other shoe to drop and good lord! It was a goddamn heavy show and it dropped on my head. I laughed because…here we go again. I laughed because frankly there was nothing else to do. "What's so funny?" Ari was puzzled.

He stopped and gave me the evil eye, "You need to stop joking around. What you are going through is serious and it hurts you to laugh." I said, "I know, but if I don't laugh, I'm going to cry. I hate crying."

I pondered for a moment, then typed, "The one where we're laughing at that silly joke you made. Your smile is my favorite." Her reply was swift, "I remember that! You have the best laugh." I chuckled at her words, "Well, you have the best jokes. It's a perfect match." The conversation flowed effortlessly, a dance of words that mirrored the rhythm of our connection. As we continued chatting, the miles between us seemed to vanish. She shared anecdotes from her day, and I found solace in the sound of her virtual laughter. I couldn't help but tease her, "You know, our photos don't do justice to your laughter. I miss hearing it in person."

"Why are you laughing?" Anna asked, her voice tinged with confusion. "Sorry, sorry, I’m really sorry," Audrey gasped between fits of laughter, struggling to catch her breath. Finally, she managed to stop and said, "I was just laughing because you looked so funny. But never mind, I get it—you’re an emotional girl. Oh, and don’t be offended by this, but do you watch K-dramas?" "Yes," Anna replied, a bit hesitant.

I quickly pushed him and looked at him angrily. "You!" shouted angrily while pointing at him. I heard him laugh softly so I was dumbfounded. Shit! Why is he so hot when he laughs? I closed my eyes tightly and shook my head. What am I thinking, hey.

Asshole. “That’s the most funniest thing I’ve ever heard…” He laughed, wiping the tears of mirth under his eyes. “You think that we are going to have a baby boy, just because you get sick every time you say something bad about me…” He was gasping for breath and it was contagious, his laughter. And, now I felt silly. “I swear if you don’t stop laughing, I will kill—” My stomach rumbled, audibly, reminding me that I hadn’t eaten anything for so long.

"Shut the fuck up. You love my laugh." FYI it's not a donkey laugh. I like to think that I laugh like a normal person. "Yeah I fucking do."

Raelynn “You can’t be serious.” A laugh bursts from my lips, the kind that starts in your chest and makes your whole body tremble. I have to clutch my stomach, breathing through the ache because I’ve laughed too much already. “No—shut up. You’re lying.”