A Picture of You [An Adrienette Story]

Chapter Five

"You're wrong."

"I'm what?"

"I said you're wrong."

"Ok Miss Perfect, what is the best musical?"

"Wicked, of course."

"I agree that is good, but you can't overlook a classic like Phantom of the Opera."

"I did enjoy Phantom, I must admit." They were walking past a theatre which struck conversation up between the two teens. It had been awkward up until that moment, each not knowing what to say since their moment at the piano.

"Right, Miss High School Musical. Favourite song from a musical?" Adrien asked.

"Does it have to be a stage musical or can it be a movie musical?" She replied, flicking through a catalogue of films in her head.

"Either works." He was smiling at her as they walked. Adrien was wearing sunglasses to try and disguise his face from the crowds on the Champs-Élysées. It seemed to be working for the most, yet his undeniable attractiveness was increased under his 'Gabriel' aviators and attention was being pulled for other reasons than being the European Famous Model.

Every now and then girls would walk past staring, and flashing him a smile and a wink. He looked so embarrassed, it was quite cute she thought. She studied his face a little more. She'd never seen him in sunglasses before, or anything that had covered his eyes. There was something strangely familiar about seeing just his jaw line and hair. Almost as if ... if his hair was a little more scruffy ...

"Come on Mari, this isn't a life decision we're talking about here." Adrien interrupted her thoughts. She gave her head a shake, there was no way.

"Hummmm..... I know, but what if I choose the wrong one. I'd feel guilty to the other song." Marinette's arms were flying around in front of her. "I mean, one song might help me through tough times and be a source of happiness, but the other might be the one that grows my heart and helps me to believe in love ~"

Adrien stopped in his tracks and looked at Marinette. She could see his eyebrows had risen above his sunglasses.

"Mari, it's only a song." Marinette realised she'd been rambling, and more about the two choices in her love life than about actual songs. To make matters worse she still hadn't chosen an option.

"I need time to think. Model Boy, you go first. Oh but this doesn't count as your 'something personal' by the way." They continued to walk. Adrien placed his hands into his pockets and sighed.

"Rewrite the stars."

"Ooooo a Greatest Showman fan, are we?" She nudges him playfully with a shoulder. He places one hand behind his neck and shrugs.

"I just find the song means a lot to me. I've got this friend you see, kind of like you said about your friend yesterday. We hang out together a lot, and I have had a crush on her since the day we met-" he looked at Marinette for some sort of reaction by what he just said, he hadn't meant that to slip out. He found her bluebell eyes looking deeply at him, willing him to continue. Grabbing her hand Adrien led her over to sit at a bench.

"You see, she's my best friend but there's ..." Adrien thought for a moment. How can he explain that they needed to save the world on a daily basis and don't actually know who each other are. There was only one word he could think of "obstacles."

"Obstacles? Like what?" Marinette looked over Adrien again. Blonde hair - check; green eyes - check.

"She keeps telling me we can't be together, and it makes perfect sense. Truly it does, but that didn't stop me from wanting more with her. She very much like you Marinette; so sweet, determined, kind and caring." He sighs and stands up offering her his hand. "I suppose it's a good thing I have a new crush now, isn't it."