The Night She Fell In Love Again

-16-

Sorry this chapter took longer than expected. Enjoy!

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"Have you seen this?"

"Oh. My. God. I can't believe this."

"Why is he dating Marinette, she's not even pretty."

"Awh! They are so cute together!"

"Why would he pick her out of all the other girls he could pick?"

Marinette walked down the hall, Alya by her side.

Whispers could be heard around them as they walked to their English class. Marinette ignored them, holding her head up high.

Alya however, was hunched over, on her phone.

"Girl, i still can't believe you're in a relationship with Adrien." Alya said, pocketing her phone, looking forward as they walked.

"I can't believe it either." Marinette said, more meaning behind what she just said.

If she went back to a few months ago and told her past self that she would be in a 'relationship' with Adrien, she wouldn't believe it.

Marinette flinched as she felt arms slither around her waist.

"I can't believe you're dating that bastard."

Marinette's head whipped around, meeting the one and only.

Luka Couffaine.

She gasped in shock before shoving him away and out of her grasp.

He fell onto the floor with a thud.

All heads in the hallway turned to them, watching the scene go down.

"Hey! Don't mess with her!" A familiar voice yelled frown down the hall.

The voice got closer and closer before it revealed its owner.

Adrien.

Marinette's heart pounded in her chest as she looked up at him before glancing down at her feet.

Luka pushed his weight onto his arms before pulling himself up. He snickered before scoffing. "Well, well, well. The prince is here to save his damsel in distress."

Adrien scoffed at him before pulling his focus away. Adrien glanced Marinette up and down, checking for injuries.

The blonde sighed in relief as he saw that she wasn't hurt.

"I'd advise you to leave. You don't want to mess with me." Adrien said, glaring daggers in Luka's direction.

At this point, a crowd of people circled around, surrounding Adrien, Luka, Marinette and Alya.

Marinette was standing off to the side, Alya, standing by her side, gripping her arm in a comforting manner.

"And you don't want to mess with me, either, pretty boy." Luka said, shooting him a look, before glancing over Marinette.

Her shoulders were hunched and her head was craned down, looking at the floor.

Luka snickered, stepping closer to the bluenette. He reached his hand out, only an arms length away from Marinette.

"Don't even think about it." Adrien growled, taking a slow step towards Luka, curling his fists until his knuckles turned a pale white.

Luka prepared his fist, swinging his arm back before hitting Adrien in the lower jaw, lip area.