Chapter 28

"You don't know him. He's just...perfect. In every way."

Adrien's POV

My heart felt like it was going to burst from all of Marinette's sweet words.

When they walked up, last night and this morning flashed through my mind and I couldn't hold back my smile. Marinette and I both wanted to be more than friends.

I couldn't help but feel guilty when she fought with Alya. She didn't tell Alya about me because of my identity; she was protecting me.

And when she started talking about me, it was amazing. It felt great to know that she definitely cared about me, which she wouldn't fake since she didn't know I was there. Or rather that I was Chat.

Then I realized something.

Alya said Marinette loved me. As in love, not like.

That put a smile on my face for the rest of the day.

I had fencing after school so I had to wait to visit Marinette, but I was still happy that I was going to be able to see her later. And that she loved me.

As soon as I got up to my room, I fed Plagg and transformed, making my way to Marinette.

The moment my knuckles touched her skylight, it opened, revealing my Princess in all of her glory. She had this giant grin that spread across her face and made me want to smile even more than I already was.

"Good evening, Purrincess."

I dropped down onto her bed and wrapped an arm around her shoulder.

"How was your day? Mine was absolutely grrreat!"

She laughed happily.

"Well, before that, my day was awesome. Other than this little... disagreement I had with Alya earlier."

I placed a hand on my chin, having to act like I didn't already know about the fight or who Alya was.

"Alya...the reporter? She's a close friend right? What happened?"

"Yeah, she's my best friend," I put a hand over my heart to try and stop the hurting of her not calling me her best friend. She rolled her eyes, but there was a slight smile on her lips.

"It wasn't a big deal."

"I may not be a genius-I know, I know, but it's true- but I do know that typically when a girl says 'it's no big deal', it is a big deal. They just want to not embarrass themselves or protect who they're talking to. Now, there's nothing you can do that will embarrass yourself with me. And I'm a superhero, I think I can handle whatever you're protecting me from. Not that you can't handle it, just I've learned to be self-sufficient and can take care of myself."

I saw her think for a second before sighing in defeat.

"It was just about you, but we made up in the end, so it really wasn't a big deal."

"Wait, wait, wait. Me?"

"Yes, you. My mom came up here to tell me Alya was here and I may have been talking to myself and she repeated what I said to Alya. And Alya was upset I didn't tell her-"

"Wait. What did you say?"

"Um...Alya was upset?"

"No. What did your mom overhear you say."

She froze like a deer in headlights, but quickly shook it off.

"Oh, nothing!"

"Then, why did you say it had to do with me? And that 'you may have been talking to yourself'?"

"Oh? When did I say that?"

I crossed my arms and raised an eyebrow.

"Fine! I said that I was a girl in love! You happy?"

My spirits were higher than ever before. Knowing was one thing, but having her say it right to my face was another.

Well, she didn't exactly say 'I love you', but it was implied.

"I love you, too."

I think I'm starting to turn evil with all of these cliffhangers. Oops! I still love, y'all!

So, I've had my first request, which is in the works right now and so much fun to write. I'm just trying to get it as close to perfect as I can before I post it, which will probably be tomorrow or the next day. But I really like the writing what you guys want to see, so if you want to see something in particular, let me know and I'll get right on it.

PROCEED WITH CAUTION: RAMBLING AHEAD

I've really changed within this past year. I used to never finish anything (The Secret is Out WILL be finished...eventually), not really put that much work in, or try anything new. Now I'm working on finishing some things up (mainly artwork that is driving me crazy), I'm writing and posting everyday, and am experimenting with pretty much everything. I've always liked writing, but I used to never really think about other people reading my writings, now I think it' safe to say some people are. I'm trying to work on posting more often. And I really want to try out different writing styles and plots. The request I have was honestly something I'd never think to write, but I think it's pretty good so far and it's sooooooo much fun!

Plus, I've been getting back into art lately, which is really something for me. I used to really love it, but then I really became a perfectionist and nothing I ever did seemed good enough. And it didn't really help that people liked what I did do when they saw my sketchbook. Which might sound bizarre, since I'm one of those people who cares about what other people think no matter how many times I'm told it doesn't matter, but everything I used to draw (up until pretty much yesterday) was like replicas of other people's work. I NEVER POSTED OR ANYTHING AND PEOPLE ONLY SAW WHEN THEY WENT THROUGH MY BOOK! I SWEAR I WASN'T MAKING ANY PROFIT OFF OF OTHERS' ORIGINAL WORK! PLEASE DON'T THINK I'M ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE WHOM I ALSO HATE! I was just trying to find my own style and which medium I worked best with. I could never draw anything from memory or pull something from my imagination other than scribbles. So people telling me my stuff was good made me feel like I was a fake. And those very few times I drew something from my imagination, they were nothing compared to the other stuff. This, and seeing other people's works and them saying 'oh, it was so easy' or 'a quick sketch' (when it was basically perfect) made me like completely give up on art. And I used to want to be a full time artist. I know, the next part's really weird, but I used to dream of being one of those street artists, pouring my heart out for all to see and it being beautiful. I still wish for it some days. Now, I'm set on a path that I've worked so hard for, but am not sure about anymore. I'm going to help people, which I've always wanted and tried to do, but I'm not sure about much anymore.

Now, I'm writing a book on the side (well, several, but I'm focusing on this one on top of this) and I wanted to draw the characters. I've been trying to for months, but I kept on erasing every time something wasn't perfect (almost every line). But a couple weeks ago I tried with pen (it was the only thing I had around). And it was better than the other ones I did. The only difference? I didn't erase. So, now I'm using my trusty eraser less and my art is getting better. Actually looking a little good in my eyes.

Now, I'm sorry I rambled on about finding a little peace (yes, that is what this is for me. Not seeing every flaw anytime I look at a drawing) but it's summer and I don't really talk to many people. Which makes everything build up until I'm now exploding words onto you, sorry for that. I would delete this whole thing so as not to burden anyone, but I know that the people who actually are going to read this whole thing probably care at least the slightest bit and I really needed to say all of this to someone.

Anyway, I love y'all for giving me so much support, which has seriously brightened up my days (I don't just say that, I really mean it) and made me feel better about myself. So feel free to keep reviewing.

Until next time, au revoir!