It wasn't that Marinette didn't want to meet him, but that also didn't mean she wanted to go on a date with him.

So, it all started about a year ago, Alya had been dating a guy from another school called Nino, who had a best friend named Adrien.

She had always heard things about the mysterious blond, like how he was an anime loving, pun telling dork, but she never met him before.

Yes, she had wanted to meet him, but no, she didn't want to go on a date.

It was with great hesitancy that she put on her red with black spotted dress and put down her hair, lips covered in a dark red lipstick.

Alya and Nino made them meet at a small, cozy restaurant not far away, the same one she knew Nino and Alya had met by accident.

So there she she went, stepping inside, looking around for any signs of a blond, green eyed boy. When she didn't see him, she went to sit down at one of the tables next to the windows.

The waitress had come up to her to ask for her order, but she had kindly explained she was waiting for her "date".

So not even five minutes later, the blond came into the café, making the bell above the door tinkle softly. He looked around, before his eyes fell on her and he made his way over.

"Hey," He said, smiling as he held out his hand. "I'm Adrien."

She took his hand, shaking it. "Marinette."

They stared at each other for a moment, before Adrien said something. "Nino was right when he said you looked absolutely stunning." He commented, making the tips of her ears burn.

"I- uhm, thank you." She replied, tucking a lose strand of hair behind her ear. She shyly looked away, why hadn't Nino and Alya mentioned he was a huge flirt, too?

"Have you ordered yet?" He asked as he seated himself in the booth across from her.

She shook her head. "Not yet, I was waiting for you to come." She smiled up at.

"I hope I didn't make you wait too long," He apologized, his hand reached across the table to take hers. "I'm sorry."

She giggled, not taking her hand back just yet. "It's all right, I headed here a little too early anyways." She explained.

"If you say so." He agreed. He grabbed the card with drink before looking at all the possible choices. "Have you decided on what to get, yet?"

She nodded in confirmation. "Yeah, a Latte Machiatto." She answered simply.

He hummed, as he put up his hand, letting the waitress know they had chosen.

"What can I help you two with, darlings?" She asked kindly.

"A Latte Machiatto for the lady and for me an dark cup of coffee." He told her.

"That would be all?" She asked as she finished writing down their order.

The two nodded in sync, making the waitress chuckle at them. "It'll be done in a sinch, Marinette, Adrien." She left again with their orders, and true to her words, she was back within five minutes, holding their cups, before placing them on the table.

"Thank you, Denise." Marinette said, as the lady left again. Leaving the two of them together.

They fell into a comfortable silence, neither of them speaking as they drank from their cups of caffeine.

After they had finished they talked some more, chatting away like old friends.

It wasn't until he got called that they stopped talking.

"I have to leave," He said, standing up, as he took some money from his pocket, placing it under the empty mug. "We should do this again sometime soon." He said.

She smiled softly. "Yeah, we should."

MLB

I hope you enjoyed this guys, next chapter is hopefully going to be more heart wrenching than the others.

Also, the next chapter is the last chapter, the 14th ;).