Luka x Adrien's Sister! Reader pt.2

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(A/n)- A couple of you requested I get part 2 out, so here it is! Thanks for reading!

For the next week you avoided Luka and hung out with Rose. It hurt you to see him with Marinette. You realized you had feelings for him.

Today was just a normal day. You got ready and went to school. But when you got there Luka was there.

He was looking around for something. You went behind him and walked up the steps. Nobody else was there so you went to the library.

"(Y/n)!"

You mentally facepalmed when you heard him call your name. Not now, please not now, you pleaded. You dropped your bag and ran to the girls restroom.

Before you entered he grabbed your wrist. "(Y/n), what's gotten into you? You never want to hang out with me anymore." You struggled against his grip but managed to slip out.

You ran away from him and picked your school bag from the ground. You ran out of school regretting ever coming today. You ran home and called Nathalie.

You told her you didn't feel all right, which wasn't a total lie. She told you to get some rest and she would call the school. You sighed and went to your room.

The walls looked empty without your pictures of you and Luka. "No. I have to be strong.", you told yourself. There was a knock on the door.

You went to see who it was but turned back seeing Luka. You stayed silent and walked back to your room. The knocking continued for a few minutes before he left.

You finally decided to go to sleep.

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When you woke up it was in the afternoon. You stretched and walked out of your room. Your dad was in his office sorting through papers.

You took a seat next to him and dared to ask. "Dad, how did you cope with it after Mom passed?" He looked at you puzzled.

"Why do you ask, (Y/n)?"

You looked down and shook your head. "No reason." It was silent, so you stood from your seat and walked out the door.

"I'm just going for a walk.", you called before closing the door. Your father told you to be safe and everything else. You thought of where to go.

You could go to the mall. Or the ice cream cart by the Eifel Tower. Many other places rolled into your head.

You decided to go get ice cream. Who doesn't love it? You...after getting there.

Luka and Marinette were there, feeding each other ice cream. But you noticed Luka looked drained or tired. Like he didn't want this anymore.

You avoided them and attempted at getting your own ice cream. I mean, you walked all this way. You should get your ice cream.

You kept glancing back seeing them still there. You got your ice cream and took off. You walked around Paris taking in all the sights.

You went home and went to bed. You dreamed of Luka and he didn't like you anymore. The dream led to you crying silently in your sleep.

When you woke up it was morning. You sighed realizing it was just a dream. You got ready and headed to school.

You were the first one there. You went to the library to catch up on your independent reading due soon. Ten minutes later the bell rang and you packed up.

Students poured into the school as you entered your classroom. Everyone was so chatty. You walked to your seat watching your classmates file in.

Luka walked in, but without Marinette. You stared at him wondering what had happened. He caught your gaze.

You slowly turned away to the front. Madam Bustier walked in and told everyone to get in their seats. "Today we'll be discussing Shakespeare."

Your ears perked at the familiar topic. You chuckled thinking of how she could be teaching about someone who didn't even write their own plays. (Look up the Oxfordian Theory. Edward de Vere is a really good candidate.).

She started teaching while you gazed down at Luka. It wasn't until Madam Bustier shouted your name that you turned your attention back to her. She slightly glared at you.

"Can you answer the question?"

Your cheek grew warm as you shook your head. "What is the play you'll be doing? Everyone is choosing a play. The ones taken are up on the board." You looked at the board behind her and saw Much Ado About Nothing.

Story of my life, you thought. You were fairly familiar with that one. "The third one.", you answered.

She put your name by it and moved on to the next student. A sheet of paper was passed out to everyone. You began doing your research on the play and jotted down notes.

You came across the part where Hero forgives everyone who ever wronged her. You thought of how tough that must have been. I guess everyone has to make a judgement call, you thought.

After class you walked to your locker. You felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned around to see Luka.

"Hey."

You started to turn back until he grabbed your wrist like before. "(Y/n), why do you keep ignoring me?" You hesitated before drawing a deep breath.

"I just thought you would want to spend some quality time with your girlfriend." You looked down in self disapointment. "You know, I didn't even want to be her boyfriend in the first place?"

Your head shot up and you gave him a confused look. You didn't speak, wanting to hear this. "I just didn't want to hurt her feelings. But now she's gone googly eyes for Nathaniel. So it's over."

You wondered why he was even telling you all this. The bell rang and you two were the only ones not in class. "Let me escort you. It's the least I could do.", he offered.

You closed your locker and walked alongside your best friend. He handed you something. You looked at it and noticed it was his guitar pick.

"Luka! Why are you giving this to me?!"

He chuckled and kept silent for a minute. You stuffed it safely in your pocket and thanked him. You turned a corner and saw your classroom down the hall.

"Before we depart," he started, "a token of my appreciation."

You turned your head towards him just to have him press his lips against yours. Your eyes widened as he pulled away. You came up to your classroom, not wanting to go in.

"Fair well, m'lady."

He bowed and walked off.

You chuckled as you entered class.

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