Alya's POV
Saturday
I looked over at the clock and read '3:27 am' I groaned before realizing I was alone in the bed. Where had Marinette gone? I looked up at the ceiling and saw her standing on the balcony through the trapdoor. I tried to think of reasons why she would be up there, but couldn't think of any.
I unwrapped myself from my blankets before climbing up quietly. She hadn't seemed to notice me, so once I was on my feet I muttered, "Mari?"
She zipped around instantly, saying, "Sorry! I didn't mean to wake you."
"You didn't. But why are you up here? Are you okay?"
"Y-Yeah, I'm okay. Just thinking." She turned around again, and I stood next to her. I crossed my arms and rested them on the railing, a drop of water hitting my shoulder.
"I think it's going to rain."
"Yeah, we can go inside if you'd like."
I could tell she was still upset, so I didn't move from my spot. We stood there for a few minutes before I said, "so, want to tell me what's wrong?" She smiled and looked down.
"Okay. But you have to promise not to hate me." Suddenly her smile turned into a face full of nerves.
"I couldn't hate you if I tried."
"I... I know you probably won't feel the same... but I can't keep this bottled up anymore... I-I really like you. Like, more than friends..." my eyes widened with shock. I couldn't find the right words to say, and in the time that I was processing what she had said, a download started. We were both soaking in an instant and Marinette looked like she was relieved that she got an opportunity to leave the conversation.
"We should go inside." She was almost yelling to speak over the sound of the rain.
"I love you." I blurted out.
She stopped in her tracks. "What?"
"I... I love you! I was afraid you wouldn't feel the same so I never told you. But I love you more than I ever thought I could love someone." I confessed.
She walked closer to me, so close I could feel the heat coming off of her. "Really?"
"Yes." I giggled. She smiled and looked at me in the eye. Her hand made it's way up to my cheek, and mine rested on her hips. We both leaned in and our eyes fluttered closed.
In the pouring rain, we kissed. My mind flashed to the movie we had watched just a few hours earlier, and the irony of it all.