I cringed.

Most of the time, actually. I swear, this movie could be the death of me; of many innocent people. I have no idea why these girls are obsessed with these kind of movies. Just because a hot guy shows off his abs makes a movie golden.

"Tiffany, Tiffany, hand me the fan, it's getting so hot in here!" a random girl in front of me spoke dramatically, fanning herself once Adrien takes off his top. He smirked and jumped off his motorbike, fist bumping his fellow gangsters.

"Man, I thought I'd die," he said, shaking his head unbelievably, "Those cops were hard to get rid of. They're sneaky and clever."

Well, I thought as I gritted my teeth, I wish you'd die.

A guy with red hair and a fake piercing on his nose patted Adrien's character on the shoulder with a smile, "Well, we did it."

"We saved your girl." the red head continued, nodding towards an the girl who had her back facing the front.

So basically, the movie was about a gangster who changed his life because of a girl. One day, he decided to leave the gang, but their leader refused. Out of anger and disappointment he ran away with the girl, and their leader followed them and blablablah... you know the story. Cliché.

"Oh, Adrien, please save me, too!" a girl to my right swooned, placing her hands on her chest.

"Oh, Adrien, daddy, please save me too! I'm horny!" I mocked her, rolling my eyes as Alya giggled beside me. I laughed along with her, knowing that the girl heard us and was pissed off.

"What's your problem?" she spat, raising an eyebrow as she looked at me from top to toe. Somehow small acts like these makes me want to strangle a person.

"My problem is that you're being a little-"

"Mari, stop," Alya interrupted, again, as she placed a hand on my shoulder to calm me down, "You're causing a fight."

I opened my mouth to protest, but somehow, no words came out. I stared into my best friend's eyes, and she looked like she was offended by the way I acted.

"Please, Marinette. I know you hate Adrien, but try to control your emotions. For me." she continued, shrugging.

I sighed in defeat and crossed my arms and legs, rolling my eyes at the girl who was now smirking evilly. "Whatever," I grunted, narrowing my eyes at the girl.

Alya squealed, hugged me, and turned her attention back to the movie. I had no idea what happened, but now, Adrien's character was bleeding to death.

I felt a sudden rush of adrenaline inside my stomach as I saw his character scream in pain. Oh yes, I thought as my smile grew wider in amusement. He'll die. Please die.

I felt excited, simply because this was the first time I see a movie where the main character dies, also because Adrien would die. The female monkeys were screaming as they wipe fake tears away from their horrible, disgusting faces.

"Noo! Adrikins, don't die!"

Alya grabbed ahold of my arm, shaking me frantically as she cried. Seriously, these girls need to get a grip, I swear.

My large smile turned into a frown once Adrien has murdered the bad guy. He lived.

My excitement shattered to pieces and I sulked into my seat as the credits began to roll.

"Boring," I said, rolling my eyes, "I was so hyped to see him die."

Alya and other girls who heard me stared at me, offended and disgusted. I gave all of them an innocent look and a shrug, trying to be a little less uncomfortable with the atmosphere wrapped around the theatre. It was the truth; I just expressed an opinion targeted at no one but Adrien, yet these girls made a big deal out of it as if I was referring to them.

"Seriously, what the hell is your problem?" an annoyed girl snapped at me, giving me an evil look. Her voice was loud enough to catch everyone's attention, and the pressure was all on me.

"I have no problems, at all. The only problem is that all of you are being huge drama queens and an absolute pain in the ass," I replied back, grabbing Alya by the wrist, "I'm sorry if I'm not one of Adrien's bimbos, but it's not your problem nor mine. Come on, Alya."

I stood up from my seat and grunted, dragging Alya with me as we walked out of the movie theatre. My blood was rising as I saw another movie poster that disgusting blonde banana is starring in.

"You," I began, walking towards the movie poster, referring to Adrien's picture. "This whole fiasco is you and your horrible face's fault. You're way worse than that person who killed Harambe. You're the hot version of the devil, you freak! Why am I even screaming to a fucking poster? I have no idea! And guess what? IT'S YOUR FAULT!"

I was getting a lot of attention as the people crowded around me, but I didn't care. I was too overwhelmed with anger that I had no idea what I was saying.

"Uh, Mari? You're getting a little famous-"

"Shush, Alya! This movie," I paused, reading the title, "called Paranormal World is gonna be..."

My voice trailed off as my eyes widened in realization. Paranormal World. It's ... a horror movie! Also, from the looks of the movie poster, this movie seemed like a gory movie, which means...

I grinned, grabbed Alya's wrist again, and ran to the counter to buy tickets. "Two tickets for Paranormal World and a large popcorn, please."

The lady accepted the cash and gave us the tickets and the popcorn, which I quickly grabbed. Alya looked confused yet happy at the same time, "Really? You're gonna watch another movie of Adrien Agreste? That's . . . unusual, but cool!" she squealed as we entered theatre 12.

Again, the whole room was crowded with girls. I spotted two vacant seats and we quickly sat there, my feet tapping on the floor in excitement. Alya was excited too, probably because she thought that I changed my mind for hating Adrien.

I felt a little sorry for her, since the only thing I'm after is Adrien's death. As the lights dimmed and the trailers began, I grabbed a mouthful of popcorn and ate it, my excitement getting over the top.

This is gonna be great.

***

The movie wasn't even nearly done, but I'm almost running out of popcorn. Why?

Because I kept throwing popcorn at the large screen when Adrien Agreste shows up. I just can't help it.

The girls were giving me nasty looks the whole time, while Alya was silently giggling beside me while also trying to convince me to stop. It was fascinating; these girls will always be so affected when it comes to Adrien Agreste.

"Will you please stop throwing popcorns at Adrien Agreste?" one of them asked, while the others agreed.

I shrugged and threw another mouthful of popcorn at his face, "I'm just feeding him. That's romantic, right?" I replied with an innocent smile as I continued to throw popcorn.

The girls rolled their eyes and shifted their attention back to the large screen, which is now showing Adrien Agreste's last friend dying.

So the movie was about four friends who were bored one day and decided to call the demons. At first nothing showed up, but after awhile the room they're in began to shake, and a demon showed up, killing the first friend, Fred. Soon enough, after hours of running away, everyone except Adrien Agreste have met death.

Seriously?

Just one death scene of Adrien Agreste, and my whole life will be complete.

Adrien Agreste's character, Kris, began running into the woods with the demon behind his tail. Everyone in the room intensifies; it was so quiet, you could hear the girls' heavy breathing. I tightened my grip on the armrest, my smile widening as my heart began to beat rapidly in excitement.

Kris accidentally tripped on a tree root, falling face first on the muddy ground. The demon was just about a meter away, and it was quickly running towards him, its large tongue dangling from his wide, circular mouth, a sticky substance slowly streaming down its tongue which I assumed would be demonic saliva.

The demon was disgustingly horrifying, but if this demon kills Kris a.k.a Adrien Agreste, I would love it forever.

Kris, realizing that a sharp object cut through his thigh, was helpless and began to cry for help and mercy.

"My future husband! Nooo!"

"Excuse me? He's mine-OMG, Daddy Adrien! Don't die!"

"That demon better get its hands off of my Adrien's precious abs!"

I rolled my eyes, irritated by the female monkeys. I opened my mouth to complain, but as if on instinct, Alya grabbed my hand and squeezed it, shaking her head. Knowing that I would disappoint her, I grunted and sulked on my seat, but still very intrigued.

"Pretty ... Pretty boy," the demon whispered roughly, grabbing Kris's left leg, "You'd make a great dinner."

After a loud, terrifying, evil laugh, the demon swallowed Adrien in a whole.

It. Was. Amazing.

As soon as the credits rolled, the girls around me began to scream in agony, some immediately walked out of the movie theatre, and some were just being the usual overreacting fan.

But me?

I was really, really satisfied.

***

While Alya and I were on a drive home, she began to tell me how great my vacation will be, and that she has a surprise for me once I reached home.

I kept on teasing her to get the cat out of the bag until I reached the point where I gave up, since she was way too good.

Once we reached my apartment, she wrapped a blindfold around my eyes and guided me inside to my room while she kept on whispering about how excited she was.

I kept holding her hand until she told me to stop. I slowly took the blindfold off and adjusted my eyes to my surroundings, everything becoming clearer. I looked at my bed and saw two pieces of paper lying on top of the pink layer, waiting for me to pick it up.

Once I did, I realized that this was no ordinary paper.

My eyes widened as my hands trembled in excitement, along with feeling a sudden rush of adrenaline inside my stomach.

"Alya, t-this . . . this is..."

"A ticket to Hollywood!"

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A/N:

oh ghod, I can't believe I'm still awake and writing o.o

It's like 4 am already, and I'm exhausted, but still found some energy to write and finish this chapter.

I'm not a perfectionist, so there could be many grammatical errors or other mistakes I have made, so please, don't be afraid to point that out :)

Also, Adrien Agreste is an actor in Hollywood. I forgot to put that in the description and the first chapter lmao ehe~

Merry Christmas, my little Anti-agrestes.

sayonara with sparkles and rainbows,

Gela ✨