Finding Yourself

Chapter Four

Chloe looks to Felix and waits for him to say something.

"What the hell do you want Graham?" she asks irritably when the idiot blonde says nothing. "I don't have all day."

“I see you are still as irritating as ever, Bourgeois.” Félix comments with the blue-eyed girl's words.

“You know what, I'm leaving! I don't have to sit here and listen to you speak ill of me.” Chloe says and turns to leave. Fucking cocky, she thinks furiously.

Félix grabs the blonde's wrist and prevents her from going. Chloe looks at him confused and irritated. Cheeks burning with anger.

"Sorry, don't go." Félix's emerald eyes beg, which surprises her. "I wanted to ask you something."

“So spits it out and stop stalling! I told you I don’t have all day.” Chloe rips her hand out of Felix's grip. She won't fall for Graham's soft eyes, not at all. She knows him, he doesn't like her, and he's a master at deception.

She hasn't forgotten the last time Félix was in Paris and how he'd called her unbearable and irritating when he pretended to be Adrien.

“I just…” Félix hesitates for a second. “I wonder if you would like to go to lunch with me tomorrow?”

Chloe's eyes widen at the question. Is Felix inviting her to lunch? Why? He doesn't like her, he's always liked to annoy her and in recent years he's always made a point of staying away from her when he comes to Paris. She narrows her eyes suspiciously at the blond boy in front of her.

"What you want?" she asks him bluntly. He sure wants something, she knows Felix, he's not nice and kind just for being. No more. Don't scratch that, he never did anything if he wasn't seeking something in return. And when it came to her, he'd always loved making a fool of her. He must be up to something and Chloe will find out what. And she won't let him get her into trouble and trick her. Not even.

"What? Nothing, I want nothing.” Felix answers confused. “Well, just that you agree to have lunch with me. You know for old times' sake, in the name of our friendship."

"Our friendship? What friendship Felix?!” Chloe asks in disbelief and annoyed. "You never liked me! Always pulled my hair, ruined my toys and irritated me. The two of us just irritated each other!”

"Yes, we always teased each other, but we were still friends despite everything." Félix responds with a charming smile. Chloe's eyes narrow even further. “You know I've never been very good at socializing with people, that's always been Adrien's thing. But I always considered us friends, Bourgeois.”

She raises an eyebrow at him and looks at him skeptically. “Last time you were here, you called me annoying and unbearable.” Chloe says and looks at the small smile that tugs at the corner of Graham's lips. “Or you forgot what you said when you did that pretending to be Adrien act of yours. Again."

Felix laughs. The idiot, he is unbearable. “Oh, that. And I lied?”

"No. But that doesn't mean I like you rubbing it in my face! Or fool me, you arrogant idiot.”

“It's not my fault you fell like a duckling, Bourgeois. And I thought you had already become an expert at distinguishing between me and Adrien whenever we switched places.” He scoffs and Chloe growls at him.

“I was taken by surprise! I didn't even know you were in Paris. Not to mention that by video it is different from in person.” She explains herself by losing patience with the haughty blonde.

"Say what you will, but we both know this happened because I am a master of illusion." Arrogantly, Felix brags. Chloe rolls her eyes and not far away Adrien rolls his eyes as well, while his friends seethe with rage at the blonde bragging about having tricked them.