Why Are You Laughing Novels & Stories

"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.”

"Why are you laughing? What's funny?" He only shook his head, "Nothing." "No, it's not nothing. You're laughing. Tell me right now," "Nothing," "EL," He stopped. Feet coming to a halt. Quiet. Then he looked at me, my eyes, and right then laughter burst forth again. "Wh...what is the matter with you?" I slowly pushed off then. Coming down from his arms, my feet on the floor. "Why are you laughing?" "Cause...cause you're jealous!"

He was like a fool, laughing for superficial reason. “Nothing.” His sparing answer made me wince. Tears? Just like a fool? Laughing for no good reason ?. Is this man crazy? “Huh? Why are you laughing? Am I funny? ” I asked him rudely. “Is there anything funny I said?” I asked him again. It was shaken and slightly swallowed. “Nothing.” He said seriously to me as he drove the steering wheel of the car. “Why are you laughing if there is nothing wrong with what I said ?. So you’re laughing because I’m funny like that ?. ” I told him calmly and he totally denied me.

I looked at him widening my eyes and asked him," Why did you push me?" I saw him laughing like I have said any kind of joke. Why is he laughing? Is it funny? He said controlling his laugh," You are really dumb. You didn't get my joke yet." " Joke? What do you mean? I asked him with a gloomy expression on my face. Then, he sat down on the couch crossing his legs. He said laughing," I was very angry about some office matter. So, I wanted to laugh and that's why I joked with you. Trust me, I didn't know that I can make such a great joke and you are that dumb."

“Why would I change when you’ll never stop trying to earn a joke from every situation?” “Isn’t life more fun with jokes? Something to laugh about once in a while. You know, it makes the world beautiful and fun when it’s dark. Studies even say laughter heals faster than herbs do. Lowers pain, strengthens the heart, clears the head. Makes the blood flow freer. In short — that’s why I’m looking younger and living longer. Which of those old people in the pack is as old as me, uh? None. I’m the oldest.”

I’d not laughed that much, until my eyes watered and tears rolled down my cheeks, ever since we got to New York. - After minutes of nonstop laughter, we finally quieted down, trying to regain our breaths. Amused, I finally sat up straight, avoiding all eye contact with passers and neighbors. “It’s been long I heard you laugh that much,” Saïda mused with a giggle. “I know right. It feels good to laugh a little more,” I admitted with a chuckle. “And it’s also probably because your mocking laugh is contagious.” “I’m glad I could make you laugh. Fun fact is, my laugh is only contagious when you’re in a good mood. If you were in a bad mood and I laughed this hard, you would probably pull my hair

“Why are you laughing? What’s so funny?” “You? A viral video? Who knows you, babe? You sure know how to crack me up.” “What do you mean by that? Are you underestimating me or?” “Do you think I’m pulling your legs right now?” “Why would someone like you even go viral? You are very shy? You don’t own a social media account. All you do is work, you hardly even go to parties!” “I admit that your reasons are valid! But that doesn’t mean you need to bully me by laughing that way. I could trend too. I’m not just too proud of this because I would rather trend for better reasons.”

If you're really a Ford, I'll let you use my head as a soccer ball. The room burst into laughter. Mia's face darkened. Her voice turned cold. "Logan, enough. Keep this up and I'm really breaking up with you." My consciousness started fading. My limbs turned cold. Darkness crept into my vision. With difficulty, I turned toward a blurry figure near the doorway. Using the last of my strength, I forced out: "Help... me..." Aaron burst out laughing. "Who's going to save you? Your fans?" The crowd laughed as they shoved me back into the liquor again.