Six months later...

Marinette's POV

As I laid on my bed, my head pointed to the ceiling of my dorm. My thoughts kept thinking of him, and how he never kept his promise over the summer. I was now a freshman at IFA Paris. I met a lot of new friends, one being my room mate, Eileen Collins. She's great designer, but damn can she use a needle.

"Marinette? Are you okay?" My room mate asks as she walks in with another box. We had been unpacking almost every day since we've arrived. Our dorm room consisted of two beds, a large closet for the two of us, two medium sized desks, and many, many, many cardboard boxes that have yet to be opened.

"Hm?" I lift my head. "Oh yeah, I'm fine." I lay my head back down on my pillow and sigh again.

Eileen places the box she had been carrying, down on the floor and places both of her hands onto her hips.

"Marinette Dupain-Cheng!" I suddenly sit up as she giggles.

"Yes?" I shyly respond.

"What is wrong with you?' She sits down on the bed, making it slightly bounce.

"It's nothing, Eileen." I sit up, take my phone off of the night stand beside my bed, and check my phone. Nothing. No missed calls, no text messages, just notifications from my news app.

"Are you still heart broken about that one guy? Oh what's his name?" She closes her hazel eyes to think. "Andre? Marin?"

I shake my head and chuckle. "Adrien?"

"That's the one!" She opens her eyes and smiles. I laugh and place my phone back on the night stand.

"I was never heart broken to begin with." I get off my bed and walk to the window. I look back at Eileen, who had raised both her eyebrows and cocked her head.

"Really? You weren't heart broken at all?" I shake my head, making her scoff.

"Marinette, the very first thing you said to me when we met was, 'Hi! I'm Marinette and I'm in love with Adrien!'." She laughs.

"I-I did not!" My cheeks turn red.

"Yes you did! And after you blurted it out, you told me about the promise he made you, and how he never kept it." I look down, embarrassed.

Now that I remember it, I did tell her everything about Adrien, including graduation night. We would stay up late on the first few days, just talking and everything I ever knew about him, came out. I told her how much I loved him in secondary school (high school), and how much I had missed him these past few months. She never once judged me for having a slight obsession on him, but to me, it didn't feel like I was obsessed with him. I felt love for him, I cared about him, and I worried about him. A lot.

"It's okay, Marinette. He was your first love, and I know how hard it can be to think that he betrayed you, but he--"

"He didn't betray me." I interrupted. Her eyes widen a little. "He just broke a promise, that's all." I look back down and step away from the window.

"Breaking a promise is the same thing as betraying someone." I nod, understanding what she meant. Even though I didn't want to hear it, Eileen was right. Adrien did betray me. Was I too blind about my feelings toward him, to not even realize that he betrayed me?

"Eileen, I'm sorry I snapped at you." I look at her, and force a smile. She gives me a genuine smile and pulls me into a small hug.

"It's okay, Marinette. I don't blame you, I would've done the same."

Our small hug ended, and we stood in front of one another, awkwardly.

"Do you..." Her eyebrows raise when the words left my lips. There's no going back now.

"Do you think that I'm overly obsessed with Adrien?" I ask, and look down. Eileen places a hand on my shoulder, strands of her long brown hair falling over her shoulder.

"No, I don't. But I can tell that you have strong feelings for him, which isn't a bad thing."

"I feel like it is."

"Why?"

"Graduation night, he told me he felt the same." I stop so she could process what I told her.

"Really?! That's awesome!"

"And then we kissed..." Her jaw drops, practically touching the floor.

"No way!..." I nod.

"That's when I asked him if we would stay in touch, and he promised that he would."

"But he didn't." She finishes and I nod again.

"Look, Marinette, maybe he was afraid that your feelings for him changed over the summer."

"That's impossible! I will always love Adrien, no matter what!"

"Maybe you should've told him that, so he would know that you wouldn't be interested in any other guy, except him." I shrug. I didn't know what to say; Eileen seemed to always be right in everything. No wonder she was one of the school's best students.

"Cat got your tongue?" Eileen and I look at the window, which was now open, and there stood Cat Noir (or Chat Noir), with his arms crossed and smirk plastered across his face.

"Cat Noir?! What are you doing here?" I run up to the window and pull him inside. He tumbles to the floor.

"Well, my lady, I haven't spoken to you in a while and I was wondering if you were doing okay." He stands up, and brushes off his black leather suit. I nod, a little too enthused.

"Yes, I'm doing fine! Thanks Cat!" He smiles and pulls me into a hug.

"I've missed you, my lady." I smile and hug back.

"I've missed you too, kitty."

A few minutes passed of us hugging, when Eileen coughs, making our attention turn to her.

"Uh, Marinette?" Cat Noir and I pull away.

"Yeah?" I ask and look at Eileen. She puts her hand in front of her mouth, giggles softly and walks over to Cat Noir. She places her hand on top of his head, and as his green eyes closed in anticipation, she begins to shake her hand through his hair, as if petting him.

"Nice to finally meet you, Cat Noir." She says, as she continues to pet him. A soft purr left his lips. Normally, he would open his eyes and cover his mouth in embarrassment. But Eileen had a certain 'magic' touch that caused all the boys to be drawn to her. I envied her ways of sweet talking to boys. If I had that knowledge, I would've been able to have full conversations with Adrien... When we still talked...

"Marinette?" Eileen and Cat were both looking at me worried.

"Hm?"

"Are you still thinking about Adrien?" As the words left Eileen's lips, Cat Noir suddenly twitched.

Just before Adrien's father was arrested, Cat and I both agreed to reveal our identities. Since the press was all over the place, we barely had any time to talk, as we were getting interviewed by every news reporter on the lot. I finally got the chance to tell him while we were sitting on a roof top, our legs swinging off the edge.

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"So about our agreement earlier..." Cat looked up from his hands, and smiled.

"Now that we have the chance to just sit, I guess we should now show who we really are." I continued. He nodded. It was two weeks before graduation, and since I'd be leaving for college, this could be the last time we see one another.

"Look, my lady, when we do show our true identities, I don't want what we have to be ruined, okay?"

I nod. "I completely understand. I wouldn't want that either." I sigh. He gives me a reassuring look and places his hand on my shoulder.

"My lady?"

"Yes?"

"No matter what happens, I want you to know that I will always love you."

I smile as tears surfaced my eyes. "I'll always love you too, Cat." His smile grew two times wider as the words left my lips.

A few minutes of silence came between us as I mentally prepared myself for the upcoming event. Finally, when I was ready, Tikki left, causing my mask to disappear, as well as my bright red outfit. In its place, was my usual clothes; a white top, grey blazer, light pink capris, with matching pink shoes.

I looked over at him, his jaw practically touching the ground. Before either of us said anything, Alya ran up, picked me up, and hugged me.

"Oh my gosh! Marinette! I was so worried about you!" She hugged tighter. I smile and pat her back.

"Can't... Breathe... Alya..." She places me down and chuckles.

"Sorry."

"It's fine."

Alya notices Cat with his mouth open, staring at the both of us. "If you don't close your mouth, you'll catch flies!" Alya giggles and turns back to me.

"You wanna go get pizza or something?"

I look back at Cat, and slightly frown. He knew who I was, but I didn't know him. I turn back to Alya, who had her hands on her hips and nod lightly.

"Great!" Alya walks to Cat, and hugs him.

"Thank you for saving my friend!"

"N-no problem! It's what I do best." Alya stands up and returns to where I was standing. She waves to Cat, who returned the favour.

Alya and I start to walk, and just before we left, I turned around and wink at him. I could see the tint of red rushing to his cheeks as I turned my head, and caught up with Alya.

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That was the last time I seen him, until now. I now know that Adrien and Cat Noir aren't connected, because if they were, that would mean Adrien is going to the same school, which he isn't. I honestly don't know what he was planning on doing after secondary school, he never told me.

If, for some odd reason, that Adrien was going here and he was Cat Noir, I don't think I could ever forgive him. One, he broke his promise, two, Cat Noir would never leave me hanging for this long, he'd practically be at my window every single day, and three, that would mean Adrien kept the secret of him and I going to the same school, something he knew that would make me jump in joy. But nevertheless, I still love him.

I'm the kind of person that will always believe in someone, regardless of how many times they've betrayed me, because I know that I should never turn my back on someone. It's the right thing to do...

I look at Eileen and Cat, then nod enthusiastically. "Yeah, I'm fine. You know me, Eileen, I'm over... Adrien." I struggled as his name left my mouth. Cat seemed a little uneasy as I said that I was 'over' Adrien.

"But what about what you said earil---" I quickly cover Eileen's mouth.

"I told you, I'm over him. And I mean it."

Eileen shrugs. "Okay, what ever you say Marinette." She turns around to wave at Cat, who was red in the face.

"Bye Cat Noir, it was nice to meet you!"

"Pleasure's all mine." He responds, in a monotone.

"I'll see you later, Marinette. I'm going to orientation to meet my professors." I nod as she opens the door.

"Okay! See you later!" I close my eyes, smile, and wave. Once I heard that the door had closed, I quicky walked over to Cat Noir, pointing a finger in his face.

"What on Earth are you doing here?!"

"I told you, I wanted to know if you were doing okay."

"Well I am, so you can go now." I turn and cross my arms.

"Lady--" I cut him off by opening the window.

"Cat, you can go now. I'm okay."

"I don't believe you."

"And why not?" I ask, and uncross my arms. He walks over to me, and looks me in the eyes.

"My lady, I can tell that you're hurting, and I don't like seeing you like this. Please, tell me what's wrong." Placing a hand on my shoulder, he grows a worried facial expression.

I close my eyes, to stop myself from looking into his cat-like green eyes. "I told you, I'm fine."

He lifts his hand from my shoulder, and I could feel him walk closer to the open window.

"Okay, I'll leave you alone now." Before he left, he whispered into my ear, "I'm sorry, Marinette..." Then he was gone. I stood there, my eyes wide, tears streaming down my face. How did he... How did he know? I never told him my name, just showed my appearance.

My knees buckle, and I fell to the floor, crying. I cried about everything... I cried about Cat Noir, about Alya and Eileen, and about... Adrien... I knew in my heart, that I still loved him... But I wish that I didn't...

Adrien's POV

After I jumped out the window of her room, I stood on the small sun shade pole, underneath her room. I could hear her crying, and it was because of me... I broke my promise to her. Not to mention that she was now over me completely. Or was she?

She might have said that she was over me, but was she really? People say that the one they love the most, is the one they hate the most... And in this case, it was true. Marinette did hate me... I won't ever get her forgiveness. I screwed up... I really screwed up... Finding out is the hardest part of it all. If I had stayed there any longer, I know that I would've taken my disguise off and show Marinette that I'm actually the guy she loves... Or loved...

As her crying remained, I cleared my head, and jumped off the pole, landing on all fours. If she sees me walking around campus, she'll know for sure that I kept this secret from her.
I don't want her in any more pain than I've already caused her, so it'd be best to keep my distance and try to stay away.

Key word: try.

I quickly run off, making sure no one spotted me. This was going to be the hardest first week of school, ever...

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