Why U So Serious Novels & Stories

His expression was serious, yet laced with something undeniably amused. “Babe, listen,” he murmured, voice low enough that only I could hear. “I didn’t tell you because, first, it was urgent and needed to be done immediately.” “Yeah, dude. Talk about a shotgun wedding,” I grumbled with a pout. “I know,” he replied with a chuckle. “Secondly,” he continued, “I couldn’t really take the risk of you backing out.” I fought the urge to roll my eyes. “As if I could back out when I’d already signed the contract. You know how ridiculous you sound, right?” I teased, tilting my head at his overly serious face. “You’re such an idiot.”

“Then why are you so silent?” “Nothing.” “What do you mean ‘nothing’? You keep saying ‘nothing,’ but maybe there is something!” “You’re not in a movie!” “What?” I couldn’t help but burst into laughter at his expression. His confusion and frustration were clearly visible on his face, and I couldn’t resist laughing. Maybe he didn’t understand what he had said. I paused my laughter when his face grew serious again. I didn’t know why I felt nervous whenever his expression suddenly turned serious during our conversations.

“You’re not taking this seriously!” “What about my father sending guards to kill me isn’t serious?” I shouted. He glanced at the door to see that Deidre hadn’t overheard. I took a deep breath, calming myself. “I am taking this seriously.” I folded my arms above my belly. “It’s my duty–”

I huff in frustration, turning away from him in my seat. I don't understand why he can't take me seriously right now. He's being way too chilled about this. " Are you mad at me?" " Yes." " Why?" " Because you aren't taking me seriously and ---------" " You're important to me." He says, cutting me off. I slowly turn to him, after a few seconds of being surprised, by him. " You're important to me." He repeats his words. " And I don't see why I should even keep someone else in mind, when you're in front of me. "

Where have you been, Tamara? Me: Well, certainly, to a place you don’t have an idea where. And I even inserted that with a grinning emoji. Chris: I am d*mn serious here! Stop joking around! This is not something to joke about! Where are you, seriously? I sighed. Alright, he was still panicking up to this very hour. Although, I’m not used to hearing Christian getting serious as he is, most of the time, a joker and laughable type of a guy, but this time, I know when he says he’s not any kidding, he means he’s dead serious.

Every time something like this happened, she just stayed silent and let it pass as if it were nothing. "Then why, Vione? Why don't you do what I ask? Do you not take my words seriously? Do you think I'm just joking?" Young Usher asked. Young Vione shook his head quickly. "I don't mean that, Usher. I know you're not joking, but..." She seemed to struggle to find the right words. "...this isn't serious." Young Usher grimaced. "They took you to the woods and then mocked you. Isn't that serious? Do you really think that—"

I started "Hmm..." "And huh, I feel this People are after me right now" I added. "Are you being serious right now?" She asked in disbelieve. "Yes I am" "You know why I'm asking? Literally this is more of a movie than reality" she said feeling it's all a joke. "Ariana, I'm serious" "Let's leave this pending, I see you're kinda use to movies like..." "This isn't any movie," I said cutting her off.

“Jay. Don’t you dare laugh. I’m being serious.” “I know, I know,” I wheezed, still holding back a grin. “It’s just you have no idea how funny you look right now, like your brain’s trying to reboot itself.” But under the humor, my chest hurt. Because I didn’t have an answer. Not a real one. Not one that would make sense to him or to me.