Two Of A Kind(Adrien Agreste X OC)

Chapter 14 - Premiere and Forgivness

Abigail's POV

I woke up early and took a deep breath, knowing that today was the day of my movie premiere. I got out of bed and walked over to the window, looking outside at the beautiful day. The sun was shining bright and the sky was a deep shade of blue. I smiled, feeling grateful for everything that had brought me to this moment.

I got up and stretched, feeling a little jittery. I knew it was just nerves, but it was hard to shake off. I walked over to the closet, scanning through my dresses. I knew I wanted to wear something elegant and timeless for the premiere. After a few minutes, I finally found the perfect dress, a stunning white gown that hugged my curves in all the right places.

I spent the next hour getting ready, doing my hair and makeup. I was glad I had chosen to wear my hair in soft waves, and my makeup was subtle yet glamorous. I felt like the movie start I was.

Finally, it was time to leave for the premiere. Adrien was waiting for me outside, looking just as handsome as ever in his black suit. He smiled at me, taking my hand and leading me to the car.

As we drove to the premiere, I couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed. This was a huge moment for me, and I wanted everything to go perfectly. But Adrien's calm presence by my side was reassuring, and I felt myself relaxing a little more with each passing moment.

As I step out of the car, the flash of cameras blind me momentarily. The sound of shutters clicking fills the air, and I feel like I'm on display. I can hear the paparazzi calling out my name, and I force a smile as I walk towards the entrance of the theater.

"Abigail, over here!" one of them shouts, and I turn in their direction, offering a wave.

I can't help but feel a bit nervous as I make my way down the red carpet. It's my big night, the premiere of my new movie, and all eyes are on me. The pressure is intense, and I can feel my heart racing in my chest.

As I approach the entrance, I'm greeted by a throng of reporters, all eager to ask me questions about the film and my personal life. I take a deep breath, reminding myself to stay calm and collected.

"Abigail, can you tell us about your dress?" one of the reporters asks, thrusting a microphone in my direction.

"It's by a new up-and-coming designer," I reply, smiling. "I love the intricate beading and the way it moves when I walk."

Another reporter chimes in. "What about your co-star, Luka? There have been rumors that the two of you are dating."

I can feel my cheeks starting to flush, and I take a deep breath before responding. "Luka is an amazing actor and a dear friend. We had a great time working together on this film, but we're just friends."

The questions keep coming, one after another, and I do my best to answer them all with grace and poise. It's not easy, but I remind myself that this is all part of the job.

The lights went down, and I took my seat next to Adrien. My heart was racing with anticipation as the first scenes played out before me. It was surreal to see myself on the big screen, to see the culmination of months of hard work and long hours on set.

As the film progressed, I could feel the audience getting more and more invested in the story. They laughed at the jokes, gasped at the action scenes, and even shed a few tears at the emotional moments. And as the credits began to roll, the theater erupted into thunderous applause.

I felt a wave of relief and joy wash over me. All the long nights, the endless rehearsals, and the stress of shooting a movie had been worth it. I looked over at Adrien, who was grinning from ear to ear, and I couldn't help but smile myself.

As we stood up to leave, we were greeted with even more flashes of cameras and questions from the paparazzi. But this time, I felt more confident, more in control. I had accomplished something amazing, and I wasn't going to let anyone bring me down.

I walked out of the theater with my head held high, ready to face whatever the future held for me.

****
Third Person POV
Adrien couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy as he watched Luka chatting with Abigail at the party. He knew they were just friends, but the way Luka was looking at her made Adrien's blood boil.

Without thinking, Adrien made his way over to Abigail and Luka, grabbing Abigail's hand and pulling her away from Luka. "Can I talk to you for a minute?" he asked, his voice low and intense.

Abigail looked at him curiously but nodded, following him outside to the garden. Adrien spun her around to face him, his hands gripping her waist as he pressed her up against the wall.

"What was that all about?" he growled, his eyes dark with jealousy.

Abigail looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "What was what all about?"

"You and Luka," Adrien said, his voice rough. "He was getting too close."

Abigail laughed softly. "Adrien, he's just a friend. You have nothing to worry about."

Adrien sighed, his grip on her waist loosening. "I know, I'm sorry. It's just...you mean so much to me, Abigail. I don't want to lose you."

Abigail smiled, reaching up to caress his cheek. "You won't lose me, Adrien. I'm yours, and you're mine."

Adrien leaned down and pressed his lips to hers in a heated kiss, the jealousy he had been feeling melting away. When they pulled away, Abigail smirked at him teasingly.

"Jealous much?" she asked, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Adrien chuckled, pulling her in for another kiss. "Maybe a little," he admitted. "But only because you're mine."

*******
Abigail's POV
I take a deep breath and brace myself as I knock on Marinette's door. It's been a few months since the akuma attack and my confrontation with Ladybug, and Adrien and I have been doing great. But I can't shake the guilt I feel towards Marinette. She had been so mean to me as Ladybug and I couldn't understand why. I know I need to confront her and try to make things right.

Marinette answers the door with a surprised expression, but she quickly invites me in. We sit on her bed and I take a deep breath.

"Marinette, I wanted to talk to you about what happened," I begin, looking at her with a serious expression.

"I know, Abigail. I'm sorry for how I acted towards you. It wasn't fair," Marinette says, looking down at her lap.

"I forgive you, Marinette. But I need to know why you were so mean to me. Was it because of Adrien?" I ask, trying to get to the bottom of her actions.

Marinette looks up at me with a surprised expression. "What? No, of course not. I mean, I did have a crush on him, but that's not why I was mean to you. It was because I was jealous of your relationship with him. He's my friend too, and I felt left out."

I feel a sense of relief wash over me as Marinette explains herself. "I understand, Marinette. And I'm sorry if I made you feel that way. Adrien is important to both of us, and I don't want to come between your friendship."

Marinette smiles at me. "Thanks, Abigail. I appreciate that. And I'm really happy for you and Adrien. You make a great couple."

I feel a genuine smile spread across my face as Marinette and I continue to talk and make amends. It feels good to put the past behind us and move forward with our friendship.

Hi guys, hope you liked it. It's almost the end of the book. Thank you for supporting me. Please vote and comment. Thank you.

Bye Dreamers

- Avani