"I'm tryin' to figure out this life.
Won't you take me by the hand?
Take me somewhere new.
I don't know who you are
But I'm, I'm with you."☆☆☆
3rd person pov
"I just don't understand how I was able to hear that girl's voice in my mind." Gabriel says, standing in front of Emilie's portrait.
"Do you think that you could have a connection with her sir?" Nathalie asks, approaching him from behind.
"She's just a normal girl, if anything she's just simply confused."
"But you heard her voice, surely that must mean something." Nathalie states
Gabriel closes his eyes momentarily and sighs. He had a few theories on how you were able to hear his thoughts, but they were just theories for now. He'd have to figure it out later when you would join Hawkmoth.
"What are you planning sir?"
"In time, we will make her a proposition that she won't be able to refuse." Gabriel smirks
He takes out his phone and opens up the ladyblog, he clicks on Alya's latest video and watches it intently. When the car was hurled at (Y/N), he pauses the video and focuses on your face. Viorica had brought you along with her, just as he hoped that she would. Your arrival would make his plan a success and Emilie would return to him.
All thanks to you.
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Miss Americana and The Heartbreak Prince ➸ C. Noir x Reader
Fanfic➸ ~°☆ Chat Noir x Fem. Reader ☆°~ ➸ "We're so sad, we paint the town blue. Voted most likely to run away with you" 《full summary inside》 ➸ ~°☆ Started: 9/13/19 ☆°~ ➸ ➸ ~°☆ Ended: TBD ☆°~ ➸