romanticist; a felinette story

chapter twenty; champange glasses

"and you'd say you love me,
                  and look in my eyes,"

I run to the elevator, rushing.

I hope Felix isn't upset with my tardiness.
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When the elevator finally opens, I nearly dive out of it. The hotels fancy interior was mesmerizing to my eyes, it reminded me if the company, chandeliers, classy music playing, and marble floors.

My heels click swiftly against the floor. I spot Felix, sitting on one of the lounge chairs.

"Felix!" I say, waving. He looks up from his phone and smiles.

Weirdo.

I smile back. I walk up to him, he gives me a big hug, "Act normal, paparazzi knows we're dating." he says in my ear.

Shit.

He lets me go, and we walk towards the exit.

It was a breezy day today, I yawn. While we walk down the streets, to explore, I notice my favorite place ever.

"Felix! Felix!" I say, grabbing his arm.

"Yes?" he says, stopping. "STARBUCKS!" I yell, I feel like a child in a candy store.

He sighs, "I could go for a coffee." he says, walking towards the Starbucks.

SCORE!

We walk into the store, some girls staring at us. I quickly grab Felix's hand, "So, what're you gonna get?" I say, smiling. I take a few glances at the girls, why was I doing this?

"Black coffee." he says, smiling, like he KNEW that made me aggravated.

I hit him playfully in the side. "Why can't you try something new?" I say, groaning.

"Like what?" he says, looking confused, he stares at the menu.

"I know you've been to Starbucks before, right?" I say, praying he has.

"Nope. I know what it is, but it's overpriced." he says, rolling his eyes. "Besides, why would I need Starbucks when I have you?" he says.

I gasp, "I am not your barista!" I say, holding my hand over my heart.

"Yeah, sure." he says, chuckling.

We walk up to the counter, the girl looks at Felix, with admiration in her eyes.

"Welcome to Starbucks! How can I help you?" the woman says, I smile. "Hi, I would like one grande black coffee," I say, looking over at Felix.

"Alright, what is the name for that?" she says, "Marinette." I say. "Will that be all?" she asks. "No, may I also get a grande iced coffee, with 7 pumps of french vanilla syrup please." I say, I grab my wallet, but Felix stops me.

"I'll pay." he says, smiling softly at me.

"No!" I say, smacking his hand. "You pay too much!" I say, getting angry.

I quickly grab my card and almost throw it at the girl's face.

"Don't accept his card!" I beg.

"Alright," she swipes my card, "Have a great day."

We wait at the end for our drinks. "MARINETTE!" a lady yells out, Felix and I walk over and grab our coffees.

We leave and walk around LA, I look at all of the things surrounding me. The stores, the fashion, it's all amazing.

"We have an event to attend tonight, so we will go back to the hotel in a few hours to meet the stylist." he says, looking at me.

"Stylist?" I ask, nearly spitting out my coffee.