In this Miraculous Ladybug fanfiction, Chat Noir finally breaks from all of his family problems, love for Ladybug, and drama of his school, turning him into something he wishes he could take back. An Akuma? No, something far worse, and heartbreaking...
Once school was over, I let out all of my emotions into my pillow.
I screamed and screamed, but only soft and muffled sounds came out.
"Marinette?! Are you okay?" asked Tikki, floating out of my purse and over my head.
I lifted my head, a few strands if my hair stuck to my face.
"Of course I'm okay! Adrien asked me on a date! A date Tikki!" I said, practically screaming again.
I couldn't help it, that was everything I had ever wanted, and it happened!
"I heard! I'm so happy for you Marinette," Tikki exclaimed, smiling and sitting on my nightstand.
I jumped up from my bed and looked into my closet, searching for anything that wasn't casual, but not formal either.
"When is it?"
"2 hours, so I need to start getting ready quickly," I said, shuffling through piles of clothes and shoes.
I searched for a good ten minutes before I finally found something that I wanted to wear.
I smiled and changed quickly, but I still needed to do my hair and makeup.
I rushed over to my desk, pulling out some makeup I stole from my mom.
My mother never allowed me to wear much makeup, and I didn't really care to wear it.
But tonight, I had to look perfect.
I chuckled to myself.
If I told Chat Noir that, he would correct me by saying, "You already look purrfect My Lady."
I know because he's said it before.
Then it hit me.
As I was midway through applying blush, I thought back to the night before.
In those hours he was with me, I had loved him.
I had wanted to kiss him, and fall deeper in love with him.
I had never felt something like that for Chat before...but then again last night was a night of weakness for me.
So I let it roll off my shoulders.
Just a night of weakness, I reminded myself.
I continued to apply the rest of my makeup, not knowing the difference of foundation and concealer; I also made the mistake of putting on mascara before eyeliner and eyeshadow.
I realized then how nervous I was about this who "date" thing.
I tried to shake it off, and focused on trying not to mess up my hair.
Once an hour had gone by, I looked like this:
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I looked at myself one last time in my mirror before turning to look at my clock.
I had 40 minutes to eat and get there.
I hustled downstairs and picked out a sourdough sandwich my mom had made me earlier.
I ate quickly and ran upstairs once again to brush my teeth and put on a quick swipe of lip gloss.
Finally, I was ready to go.
I went down to where my mom was waiting for me in her car, and climbed inside.
"You look beautiful honey," my mom said to me, making me smile; I didn't respond afterwards.
We drove in silence, and I glanced at the digital clock in the car every two seconds.
As we reached closer and closer to the movie theater, I could feel my chest begin to cave in.
This was it.
The night I had been dreaming of since I met Adrien.
