I didn't know what time it was when I awoke, but the only thing I could tell was that it was now morning, meaning that I had slept through an entire day, probably due to the intense headache.

I still felt the same warmth from when I went to sleep, and when I recalled the events of when I first went to sleep, I felt my insides squirm. Looking at the hand that was encasing my waist made it even worse, causing me to turn towards the blonde boy behind me.

He was still asleep without a care in the world, and his chest slowly moved up and down as he breathed. He looked calm and collected, nothing like the outgoing boy I've grown to know.

I slowly shifted my face over his, looking at his small freckles that felt almost microscopic. His little eye bags that I thought were the cutest thing, and his mouth that was slightly left open.

When I saw two eyeballs open up, I immediately yelped, scooting back to the edge of the bed, and then embarrassing myself by falling over. I hit the ground harder then I thought I would, making it known that the fall would leave a bruise.

My bed was a loft, meaning it was almost hanging in the air. The bed from the ground was probably a total of four or five feet, not much really, unless you fall off.

"Marinette!" Adrien yelled, scooting to the edge of the bed and looking down at me. I put on a hazy smile to hide the blush that was slowly creeping on my face. I felt two lazy to get up, and instead decided to focus on the green eyes staring back at me.

They were feverishly green, with traces of browns and yellows hidden in them. Adrien was staring into mine aswell, seemingly lost in each others gazes. I stopped staring when I felt small wet tears come up onto my cheeks.

"Marinette? Are you crying?" Adrien suddenly asked, worried about his dear friend.

"It seems the fall hurt more then I thought it would." I said roughly, beginning to get up.

"Hold on, I'll help you." He said, hopping down from the bed and coming to my aid. He gripped under my armpits then breathlessly pulled me up. I could feel the hardened muscles from just out shirts connecting.

How was he so strong anyway? I mean I knew that he did fencing, but I didn't think you could get ripped from it.

"Thankyou." I said as I landed on my two feet, and then glanced up towards him. "Aren't you supposed to be home right now, won't you get in trouble. It's been a day since you've seen your father." I said to him, noticing that my back now hurt from just looking around. It was as annoying as a crook in the neck.

"I don't care about what my father has to say anymore. He could die in a hole for all I care." I felt my mouth gape open, and looked at the boy who was seen as such a nice person.

"Where did that come from?" I asked, watching as he shifted uncomfortably. But I simply didn't care, those words didn't come from no where. "Did something happen with your dad?" I suddenly asked.

"My dad's hiding stuff from me... I just don't know what yet. But whatever it is, it's bad." His confession didn't feel awkward, but it did feel unreal. "What?" He suddenly asked. I rolled my eyes, and then stared at him before I could come up with the words I wanted.

"Nothing... I guess, it's just weird hearing that come out of your mouth." I admitted. He smiled before stalking towards me.

"Oh there's much weirder things that can come out of my mouth." He smirked. He sounded like that silly cat just now, making me chuckle for a second. Then it became silent before I decided to speak up again.

"You still staying with your dad, right?" I suddenly asked. We were juniors, and since Adrien had just turned 18 just a few months ago, he could move out from his dads house without anyone stopping him. I was 17, and my birthday would be in about 5 months.

He didn't answer, and that basically answered my question. "Where the hell are you staying then Adrien?" My anger was very present in the words that I had spoken.

"Calm down Marinette, I get more then enough money from my modeling, my dad doesn't really control that aspect of me. But I've been staying at... Nino's." I gasped, how have I not noticed? I've probably been the most terrible friend ever, and even if Adrien's standards are already low for his friends, I feel like I just made them lower.

I turned away from Adrien, angry at my self for being so selfish. I've been busy as ladybug, being a designer, and helping out the family bakery to really spend quality time with my friends, talking with Adrien reminded me of that.

I wanted to cry.

But I knew I had to stay strong in front of Adrien. It was obvious he was going through a hard time, I was just so useless to not notice.

"Marinette are you mad at me?" He suddenly asked, coming up from behind me and squeezing me in a hug. "I would never want you mad at me."

"No, Adrien... I'm-I'm mad at myself. I should've known. How long?" When he didn't answer, I immediately knew.

I had been possibly the worst friend in the world to Adrien.

Tears began to freely flow down my cheeks as I turned around, hugging Adrien while silently weeping on his shoulder, I prayed he didn't ask me if I was okay.

It was wrong, I should be the one to comfort him, but instead I felt at ease getting it from him. "A-Adrien. I'm sorry I didn't n-notice. I feel like-like I've been a horrible friend." My hands unnoticeably shifted towards his neck, and I immediately recognized the type of intimate position we were in.

I felt hands gently stroke through my hair, calming me down even more. "You didn't do anything wrong Princess." His words reminded me of Chat noir even more. Princess that was the nickname Chat had given me the first day we talked. "I didn't want to worry you, your someone special to me, and because of that... I dream to see a happy smile on your face everyday."

I smiled through the tears, keeping my hold on Adrien even tighter. "I have everything under control, you have to trust me." I nodded my head against his chest.

We were interuppted by the large growl in my stomach, making me embarrassingly jump out of Adrien's arm.

"Well um... looks like I'm hungry." I said while scratching the back of my neck.

Adrien just stared at me and nodded.