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chapter 3, oh my gosh

we were up on the roof of my apartment in paris france paris. it was me and cat boy adrien, he was still holding my hand. he has sweaty sticky hands, his sweat poured through the cloth of his glove things. i locked eyes with his green beautiful green eyes, they always reminded me of the pickles my dead grandmother would eat. bread and butter. 

"also, please call me cat black, my identity of adrien must remain a secret. i was just so in shock and nervous when we first met that i slipped up and said my real name.." he spoke, breaking eye contact. i blushed and gasped 

"cat b-black? are you related to jack black by any chance...?" i moaned, the thought of jack black always really excited me and got me and my cooter feeling some type of way. he sighed and let go of my hand, turning away from me in disapointment. 

"people only ever like me due to my relation to uncle jack. i hate it. im my own person too you know? i worked hard to make my own personality but no one seems to see it. ill always be in his shadow!" he exhaled and looked up at the blank, depressing starless sky. i felt horrible for bringing it up..

"i actually hate jack black.." i lied, i just didnt know what else to say, but it seemed to work because his face lit up like the fourth of july. he looked at me and bit he lip and purred

"for realziez?" he asked 

"for realziez" i replied, we stepped closer to eachother and i could feel my heart racing like lightning mcqueen

"maybe.. if you dont always want to be associated to him you could change your name? since were in paris france, why not say black in italian!? you could be "cat nero"!!!" i smiled at my brilliant, amazing super cool idea. he laughed and nodded. kind of a lame reaction but ill take it.

"but anyways. back to business. we need to kill babima. shes a stupid bitch and i hate her. plus shes tall and smart. she needs to go down." i yelled angerly

"calm down, calm down. we'll figure it out. ask her to stay in after work tomorrow and ill show up and finish the job. itll be quick and easy." he said confidently, its almost like hes done this before.. my mind was imagining lots of horrible things but i quickly dismissed those ideas, theres no way adrien could be a murderer.. could he.? 

"itll all be okay, i promise" he said as he held my hand gently and looked deeply into my eyes. but his grip soon become rough and his eyes were filled with anger and seriousness. 

"but in exchange. i dont want you, ever. talking to harry styles again." he spoke sternly and in a low kinda sexy yet intimidating voice. i could feel my body sweat and i was not wearing deodorant. i felt a lump grow in my throat, like a toad or something idk

"i-ii-ii-i-i-i-i promise i wont go see him  aagain.." i spoke quietly, i knew i wouldnt be able to keep this promise, but i wanted to please adrien. 

"good." he bit his lip and smirked and then we made out super hot and steamy, it was a magical moment that ill remember forever. and its my first kiss and it was hot and steamy.