The Diary

Chapter 12

Adrien's P.O.V.

The weekend drags on, much to my dismay. I thought about what I was going to say to Marinette on Monday, coming to the conclusion that I'd ask her on a date. I've thought about where and when this date could happen, if she says yes that is. Maybe dinner at a fancy hotel? No, that's not really Marinette style of a first date. I think maybe a stroll in the park along with ice cream would be acceptable for a first date. Maybe the dinner thing for our anniversary after one month? Or a week... no, that would be too soon.

I huff and step out of the shower and wrap a towel around my waist. It's now Sunday night and it's Ladybug's patrol time. I dry off, then shrug on my pajamas-picking the ladybug onesie-and I flop on my unnecessarily large bed.

"Shouldn't you be excited for tomorrow, lover boy?" Plagg says sarcastically.

"Can you give it a rest, Plagg?" Plagg has been annoying me to entire weekend about the whole Marinette thing. He says 'it's based on a lie'. "I really like Marinette."

"Do you? Do you really?" he says flying up in my face with his tiny arms crossed.

"Of course I do!" I say and sit up quickly. Plagg ducks out of the way then returns back in front of my face.

"Do me a favor and think about this for a second. If you'd never read that page in her diary, would you have still realized your feelings for Marinette?"

I open my mouth to respond and say 'Yes! Of course!' but would I?

 I honestly don't think I would. 

I'd still consider one of my best friends, nothing more.

A concerned look covers my face and I think about Marinette. What I thought of her before I read that page in her diary. She was the awkward kind-of clumsy girl. Always wore a smile and hung out with Alya. Though conversation always seemed to cease when I walked up. Were they talking about me? I sigh and think more of Marinette without Alya around, which was kind of hard because Alya was always around.

Marinette.

The sweet, kind, girl that Chloe seemed to despise. How could you? She puts a smile on everyone's face and lights up the room. Her bright bluebell eyes shimmer and sparkle even when there's no light in the room. The way she styles her hair is a bit childish, but extremely cute and suits her well. Not to mention her talent! Her designing skills are amazing, she made the onesie I'm wearing! My father was impressed with her derby hat a few weeks ago, and it takes a whole lot to impress him. It's something not even I have mastered. She's at least a head shorter than me and appears small and fragile. That couldn't be more from the truth. She's beautiful, strong, courageous, and witty.

And I can't lose her.

Maybe I wouldn't be here now, but I believe that I would have realized at some point.

I gasp and look back up at Plagg with wide eyes. He smirks and chuckles.

"I wouldn't have, at least not at least not at that moment. But I still have feelings for her. Really strong feelings Plagg. But what else changes?"

"You need to tell her, Kid. Tell her you read her diary and confess the truth, because right now, your relationship is based on a lie. You told her you didn't read it, but you did. You need to tell her before she figures it out herself and you lose her."

I sigh and close my eyes. "I'll tell her tomorrow at school, as soon as I see her. Then I'll tell her how much she means to me. If she says she still returns my feelings, I'll ask her on a date."