It Wasn't Pere

Texts

I stared at the phone and saw several texts from Alya that were followed by multiple pictures of me.

Alya: Girl, you are definitely hiding a BIG secret from me!

Marinette: Alya, there is seriously nothing going on. It was a one time thing. He came in to check on   me and left.

Alya: Are you sure? Because I have been keeping an eye on your house for like a week and a half now and your words just aren't convincing me. I saw Chat Noir enter your room last night and for the 7 and a half hours I was there, he wasn't leaving. Then my mom called me to go home because it was dark.

Marinette: Alya, I'll talk to you later. I hear my mom calling me to help out at the bakery.

Alya: Okay. Sure, you go ahead. I'll meet you in twenty minutes.

Marinette: ALYA?! WHAT. NO. ABSOLUTELY NOT!

Alya: Too bad, I've already left the house. Bye! Don't want to use too much data!

I almost flipped out. There were pictures of me on Mari's roof!

And Alya was spying?!

What the hell?!

Now, how am I going to meet Marinette privately when her apartment building will be the main attraction?

"I should probably get going. . ." I said.

She nodded her head and I was on my way out when I heard Alya burst in.

"HE STAYED OVERNIGHT?!" She yelled.

Marinette hushed her and motioned for me to stay.

Okay. . . This was going to be weird.

Marinette pat the space on her bed next to her while Alya sat on the chaise, sassily cross legged, the her sharp eyes staring at me.

I gulped.

"So, Chat Noir. . . Paris' hero decides to. . . Do I don't know what with my best friend!" Yells Alya.

Marinette shushed her again.

"Alya, I love breaking this to you but there has seriously been nothing going on. All we did last night was play several rounds of chess, eat macaroons and then go to sleep. He even slept on the chaise." Said Marinette, pointing to the chaise Alya was sitting in.

"But why would he even talk to you? Like, how do you two even know each other?" Asked Alya.

"Uh. . . I-- He-- What." Said Marinette, giving up the sentence she was attempting to create.

Alya sighed and said, "Okay. Fine. I get it. Nothing happened. And you two simply met. I get it. It happens, BUT WITH A SUPER HERO?!" Screamed Alya.

Marinette climbed down from the bed, walked over to Alya, and covered Alya's mouth.

"Look. I'll tell you how we met if you promise not to tell anyone." Said Marinette, removing her hand away from Alya's mouth.

Alya simply nodded.

"Okay, so. Adrien found out I made the scarf. He sent Chat Noir to deliver a 'Thank you'. He then gets ill, well. . . Injured. I come to his house to try and treat his "cold" although it wasn't a cold. We almost kiss but last minute he turns away. Chat Noir then sees me and tried to make me feel better about it so that's how we met and got closer. Any questions?" Asked Marinette in a hurry.