"Bye Adrien!" I waved as he made his way out the bakery with a box of vanilla flavored macaroons.
The bell above the door rang as It swung open, then shut.And just like that, he was gone.
As soon as he left, l pulled my phone out of my pocket and clicked Alya's contact.
Me: Weirdest thing just happened, Adrien was just at the bakery.
Ayla: O.M.G!! Tell me everything!
Me: Chill out, nothing serious happen. He walked from school to the bakery. It kinda felt like he was following me LOL. He said he was walking home, but his house isn't even in the same direction???Ayla: He was definitely trying to get a minute with you girlll!! ;)
Me: Maybe he was just trying to grab a snack? Nothing's wrong with that.
Ayla: You sure that was all he wanted to grab ;)??
Me: Ugh, just forget it Ayla.
Ayla: Why are you being so difficulttt, it's so obvious!!!
Read 3:45I rolled my eyes, annoyed. I didn't even feel like replying to her message, knowing she'd go on about soulmates and all that junk. I switched my phone off and placed it in my pocket.
But just as a did that, a sudden THUD came from my room. I almost yelled, but caught myself by slapping my hand over my mouth.
Had someone broken in? Did I leave a window open? What am I going to do? Should I call 911?
Those thoughts rushed to my head as I felt my legs become weak. A queasy feeling began in my stomach as a grabbed a frying pan from the kitchen.
My parents still hadn't returned, and it was too risky to use my miraculous; I had to fight off whoever this intruder was.
A lump formed In my throat as I slowly climbed the stairs. My hands remained firmly gripped onto the handle of the pan, sweat forming on my palms.
"W-Who's there.." I called out, my voice weak and raspy.
Silence.
I cleared my throat "Who's there...!" I yelled, trying to sound as brave as possible. But in reality, I was fighting a rising panic.
Still no response. I reached the door leading to my bedroom and slowly laid my clammy hand on the doorknob. I clenched my eyes shut, expecting the worst. With all my power, I pushed through thr door.
The door flew open and my arm extended, frying pan in hand.
But instead of being faced with an intruder, Chat Noir stood right infront of me.
"What's this? A Live action of Rapunzel?" He said in laughter.
I felt my face become hot. The pan dropped out of my hands as I balled my hands fist.
"What the hell Chat!" I fumed. "What are you doing in my room!"
The smug smile on his face was gone in a matter of seconds. "I..I just came by to give you these..." He mumble, extending his arm out. In his hand was a full bouquet of Carnations; my favorite type of flower.
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A Burning Desire
Romancede·sire /dəˈzī(ə)r/ noun a strong feeling of wanting to have something or wishing for something to happen. ⚠️SMUT, SEXUAL WARNING⚠️ This story contains sexual content. if you don't like smut or sin I wouldn't recommend this for you! love you all! '...