Just to let everyone know, if you have any notifications on any of the previous chapters it just me re-reading and double checking on my grammar, spelling, etc.... so without further ado let's get into this chapter!!! WARNING!! THIS CHAPTER IS NOT IN THE CORRECT TIME THAT THE INTERVIEW OF CHAT NOIR, AND LADYBUG IS GOING ON! SO PRETEND THAT THEY ARE AT THE SAME TIME WITH EACH OTHER! Also just for you guys, I made this chapter longer than usual due to not updating in a while. Thanks for understanding XD.

(In order)

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At the moment, I'm walking back and forth in my dressing room, freaking out. My parents decided to leave me alone after telling me the news. What news do you ask? I have to put on fifteen outfits because Elizabeth was kicked out of the show because of me. I'm never going to have a break to watch the sit down with Ladybug and Chat Noir... God, please help me through this night. Sighing deeply, I walk out of the room to women running around getting ready for their turn.

"(Y/N)!!! Come on we are waiting for you!!!" turning my head. I see my mother rushing towards me. She grabbed my wrist, making our way through the maze of women. In all honesty, I wish that I wasn't doing this. Why can't I just lay in bed and watch TV or hang out with my friends?

I heard that the big interview was going on tonight, but sadly I don't know much about it. I know about them because my friends are fans of the LadyBlog, which updates about the resent scoops about the two superheroes.

"You're the first one to be up on the runway!!" hearing my mother speak up, so I can hear her, "remember what you are gonna do when you get walking on the runway?" That's right. I'm the main focus on the event tonight, though I don't see why. I'm just a high school girl, trying to impress her parents.

"I'm supposed to welcome everyone for coming to the show" saying that makes me even more nervous. Being in front of lots of cameras and reporters..... Great. We finally got to the place where everyone's watching. The Runway. I usually do something small things, for example, interviews or signing autographs.

"That's a correct answer sweetheart. Now, remember, I love you and good luck" She kisses my cheek, before putting a microphone in my hand and pushing me forward a little bit.

You don't have to push me, Mother.

Closing my eyes, I concentrate on my breathing and my speech.

What happens if I mess up on the speech? Or end up tripping over my own feet? Or I-

The music starts, taking me out of my trance. I slowly open my eyes, changing from a normal girl into the fearless model who the people see on tv... Whose not me

Well... it's now or never. It's show time.

~*~ Pov: Third Person~*~

The room quiets down, wondering what's gonna be in store for them tonight. This event was packed full of news crews, reporters, photographers that will be showing the whole world of this runway and their models. The whole room bursts into clapping and whistles when (Y/N) walks onto the runway. Her smooth movements, catching everyone's eye. Cameras click rapidly trying to get the perfect picture of the angel in front of them, the fearless model. As (Y/N) got closer to the end of the runway, her hand with the microphone raises up to her mouth. A smile forms on her lips as if she has done this many times before.

"Hello, New York City!! How is everyone today?" (Y/N) yelled excitedly. The crowd cheers louder making her giggle. From the audience, you couldn't tell if she was nervous. All you can feel is the confidence and boldness emitting from her body. Her smile could brighten up even the darkest parts of a person's soul.

"Glad to hear that! Well, I wanted to personally say, Welcome to the New York Fashion Show Runway. I am the daughter of (M/N) and (F/N) Taylor who are hosting tonight's event. I also want to say thank you for the full house on this lovely day" claps and whistles fill the room once again.

"There is a snack and drink bar over by the entrance, and the bathrooms are right next to it" People look back to the entrance to see a buffet of food on what seems like hundreds of tables — then looking at the long bar that you can see all kinds of drinks, including alcohol.

"Also in the case of an emergency, around the area, is marked with a red exit sign on top of the door. If there is one you must stay calm so everyone can exit safely. Thank you for spending your time with me and enjoy the show!!" (Y/N) Waves at the audience, turning around and struts back towards the back.

Now going across the Atlantic Ocean to the City of Love, Paris, France. The two famous superheroes were going to be sitting down to have an interview with Nadia Chamack. This was an important case for Nadia Chamack, for her career is on the line. The only problem is that the New York Fashion Show Runway was on that night and everyone around Paris would be watching that, just because Paris loves its fashion.

"Still no cat in sight, you sure you have this in control Nadia?" The director asks from the top balcony.

"Yes, I got this, as promised. This will be the biggest audience of the year!" Nadia shifts uncomfortably in her chair, hoping that the two heroes will show up.

"Well, we hope so. The New York Fashion Runway has a big audience already, make sure that this interview is the best you have ever done. Unless you don't want this show to be running in the future." Nadia looks at the charts to see how many people are watching. Comparably speaking to the Runway, they were no way near that.

*~* Time Skip: (Y/N) POV *~*

"Well, you are almost done (Y/N). You just have to try on a couple more outfits." I jump out of my seat, by being startled by a voice. Unluckily, I fall backward from the big white armchair onto the ground.

I want to go home now... 

"Oh!! Are you okay? I didn't mean to startle you!" I recognize the voice, its Katy's. I get myself off the ground and pretend to dust myself off.

"It's perfectly fine Katy. I know you didn't mean too" I look up to her and smile, "anyways, what are you doing here?"

"I saw if you were dressed so that I can do your makeup." Katy said, "You only have one more outfit to put on! Aren't you excited that you are almost done?"

Oh yeah, I guess time did work in my favor today...

"Oh, Katy?" I asked, remembering the interview that was going on in Paris. In all honesty, they look so cool! Sadly, I don't know very much about them, so I was going to ask if I could be one of the people to ask questions.

"Yeah, (Y/N)?"

"I'm wondering if I have enough time to go on the interview of Chat Noir and Ladybug. Even if it's for a little bit, I have a question to ask them. If not then-"

"(Y/N), don't worry about it." Katy says, cutting me off, "You have enough time to go on, just make sure to get off when I tell you to" Smiling dumbly, I watch Katy as she grabs one of her extra phones. A couple of minutes later, she hands the phone towards me and I'm greeted with one of their employers. It's a video call, so they can see me, but it is too dark to see them.

"State your name and your business" A cold womanly voice states in French. Oh yeah, it's French, not English.

"I'm (Y/N) Taylor, I have a question for Chat Noir and Ladybug" I state in French. Over the past weeks, I have been- forced may I add- to practice more French. They even hired my French teacher to have more one-on-one lessons with me. Even if it is over Skype or just calling each other.

"Hey, Nadia?! We have the model (Y/N) Taylor on the line! Should we put her up?" The women sounded pretty nerved.

How does she know I'm a model? I guess I'm pretty well known there as well...

"That will be perfect!! Put her up"  My screen turns black, and all I hear is audio.

HUH?!

"Now let's get to our audience" I heard a young voice say, "Our first person is someone that isn't even from Paris. She is one of the models at the New York Fashion Runway! " Suddenly, my screen lights up showing a lady with velvet hair with orangish eyes in the red armchair.

I'm guessing that's Nadia...

On the other side is two people in costumes on the red loveseat. One of the people is a girl with midnight blue pigtails and bluebell eyes. She has a tight body suit and a mask that is red with black polka dots. The other one is a boy who has messy blonde hair with green cat-like eyes. He too has a body tight suit and mask, but the color is all black.

That's Ladybug and Chat Noir!!!!

"Hello, my name is (Y/N) Taylor, I'm from Seattle, Washington in the United States. Yes, at the moment I am at the New York Fashion Runway, but I wanted to talk to the cool new superheroes that people have been talking about. It's a pleasure in meeting you Chat Noir and Ladybug!" I state excitedly, hoping that I won't mess up. I nervously grab a piece of my (H/L) (H/C) hair and start twirling it between my fingers. This is one of my nervous habits -and the biggest I add- since I was a young girl. My parents wanted me to get out of this bad habit, but sometimes I just do it out of instinct.

There was a slight pause between the two heroes of Paris. Even if it was just in a short second, they both looked shocked. I could see it through my screen, their eyes widen, and mouths slightly gasped open. It was like a child experiencing their first Halloween when they are handed a big bag of candy. In all honesty, it was quite adorable.

"W-Well, it is a pleasure to meet you, Miss. Taylor, however, I wish it was on different terms" Chat said, quickly breaking the awkward moment. The camera finally zooms onto the black cat who is emitting a shy and nervous vibe. I don't mind it because I'm used to the different reactions my friends give to me.

"Thank you! Well, my question is how do you guys balance everything? I'm guessing you have different lives behind the superhero facade, so I was just wondering about how you balance the safety of Paris to your own lives behind the mask-" My voice trails to a sudden stop when I see Katy signing me to cut it off.  My eyes widen with shock; I could feel the heat radiating off my body, turning my body cold. Crap, when did he get here? My father was standing right behind Katy with a not amused look; I was just caught having a device in my hands.

"Well to answer your question-"

"Uh, I'm sorry to interrupt, but I really have to go. You guys can tell me a different time during the show, or sometime later." I quickly cut off Chat Noir and the rest of the people a fair well before turning off the phone.

~*~ Time skip ~*~

"Let's welcome our first guess, (Y/N) Taylor, she was the first caller who was in New York City for the Runway. (Y/N) was one reason on why I didn't get the views-"

"How could you just take her away from home?! She doesn't deserve to be here because of you, she's just an innocent-"

"That doesn't matter Chat Noir, all that matter is that I will get my views and your Miraculous" Prime Queen turns towards me with a wicked smile on her face, "Well, then (Y/N), let's find out if you can rely on them to save you"

She snaps her finger and then disappears into the screen to what looks like the control room to the subway train. You may be asking, where I am, what is going on here? Let's put this in a simple answer:  One moment, I'm walking onto the runway and then the next I'm on the Subway train. I look around my surroundings as I stand up, trying to find a way out. However, it was pretty tough because I was tied up with cords, so my arms were pretty useless. All of a sudden, I jolt to the wall behind me due to the increased speed.

"Welcome on the Subway of suspense, when this train hits 70 miles per hour; you can say goodbye to this little angel."

I'm so in trouble now...

"Well, well, look here, the ratings are rising. More and more of you want to know if our superheroes will get here on time."

Wait, so you're telling me that you kidnapped me to lure in them in so that you can get better views... and a Miraculous? I would rather deal with my father then this crazy person, in all honesty.

"The suspense is killing her! Ladybug, Chat Noir are you willing to travel through the screen to save your little angel (Y/N)?"

"You won't get away with this Prime Queen, Ladybug and Chat Noir will stop you!" I scream. There is no way that Ladybug and Chat Noir will fail...

I hope

I look around for anything that will at least help my me or maybe them. I look toward the ground to spot a pocket knife. There's something useful! I grab the pocket knife, and I start cutting the cords as best as I can. It wasn't until I turned around that I saw the two heroes in their fight stances.

"Uh- Hi, um-," I state nervously with a smile, "if you don't mind, can one of you guys untie this~" I stumble forward a bit due to the train's speed, hitting something sturdy... Like someone's chest. I look up to see green eyes staring at me; nervousness fills my chest due to being so close to a guy. Not just any guy, Chat Noir, a superhero from Paris who protects the people. The moment was ruined by a fit of laughter, from somebody other known as Prime Queen.

"You're about to be the star of the highest rated show in all of tv history" Chat steps behind me quickly with his hand grabbing my arm, so I face his back.

He's trying to protect me...

"The Akuma must be in that watch," I hear Ladybug whisper to Chat, "I'll deal with Prime Queen."

"And I'll deal with the door" Chat turns his head so he can see me, and winks, "Stay here Angel, I'll be right back." I watch as Chat Noir runs towards the door, while Ladybug goes towards Prime Queen.

...Wait, did he call me Angel? Did he wink at me or was that my imagination?

A fit of laughter interrupts my thoughts, as I soon realized she wasn't on the subway anymore. She was on the digital screens around the train cart being live from someplace else. I look around to see one screen damaged and a glass door cracked and probably done by Ladybug's yo-yo due to the shape of the crack on the glass.

"The rules of my show are simple: Admit the truth while on tv, that you're dating and are in love and I'll stop the train"

"A superhero never lies. We won't admit to something that isn't true"

"I want my scoop!" Prime Queen yells, creating shivers down my spine. She's is crazy. I start walking towards them

"Okay, Prime Queen, you win. I confess." Ladybug quickly grabs Chat Noir's hands, " Chat Noir and I are dating and like you said... We are in love" The train suddenly stops, unluckily, making me fall and to slide forward. I quickly shut my eyes, waiting for a hard impact but instead got hit by something softer. I open my eyes to see bluebell eyes staring at me until I felt something vibrating. I look up while Ladybug backs away, to look at no one other than Chat Noir himself.

"Did I just hear you purr?" Did Ladybug ask if he was purring? I study Chat Noir's face to see that he was embarrassed.

"Uh huh- no way."

"Lier, I heard you too" I replied looking at him thoughtfully. Chat looks down at me, showing in his green eyes to tell me to shut up.

"Our two heroic lovebirds who are saving their fans life by admitting their true feelings. Our viewers are going crazy! But, the tv ratings haven't maxed out yet, you must do better" I move away from Chat towards the middle of the aisle to give them more space. This is their fight, not mine.

"Then come and join us, Prime Queen. You are the host and the star of the show after all. Then you can have your ratings." That when I saw something that I will never unsee. a mask appears on her face indicating something. That something showed that someone was controlling an innocent patron to do evil things.

"My show, my rules Ladybug. To prove that your feelings are true, your going to have to take off your mask, which means the both of you had over your Miraculous."

"Not a chance Prime Queen."

"Wait, I know how to prove our feelings" Chat Noir turns towards Ladybug and starts leaning in. What in the world is he doing? Is he going to kiss her?

"Yeah, um, not to intervene here, but can you guys kiss someplace else?" I asked starting to feel uncomfortable. Chat stops and looks at me questionably as if he trying to figure something out.

"I rather have you guys rub it in my face because I'm single." I finished looking away towards the windows, seeing crowds looking in and taking pictures. I don't know if they are taking pictures of them or me, but it's starting to get annoying.

"Fine, we won't kiss; you can look at us now." I look at Chat seeing the same look as earlier. But this time, he starts walking over to me and suddenly hugs me.

"W-what are you doing?" I asked feeling my face heat up from embarrassment. It wasn't until I heard something snap when I realized what he was doing. He just cut the cords with the pocket knife from earlier that were restricting arm movement, though, I think the hug was unnecessary. I hear the cables drop onto the ground, but his grip on me tightened. Why is he still hugging me?!

"Are you okay?" I nod my head and give in a hug in return. The hug felt like a protective one, like an older sibling trying to comfort you. Sighing, we let go and I start walking towards Ladybug. Once I was in front of her, I hugged her for saving my life. No, for them for saving my life.

"Thank you," I let go of Ladybug and look at Chat, "thank you for saving my life."

"It's no problem; it's our job to save dismal in distress" Chat bows and winks at me.

"Chat-"

"My dear viewers!" We all turn around to see yet again Prime Queen on the screen, "you're in for the reveal in a lifetime." Prime laughs as her hand touch a mummy coffin. She quickly reveals a brown hair girl with black glasses tied up.

"Ladybug! Help me please!" The girl shouts before Prime Queen shuts it silencing the girl.

"Oh wait, isn't this the girl who started the famous LadyBlog? The first one to ever filmed Ladybug?"

"No! Alya!" Ladybug shouts.

"The next trial, you're Miraculous. Or else your biggest fan will be mummified" All of a sudden, one of the screens turn static. Trying to indicate something, that I can't figure out.

"let's go before she runs!" Ladybug looks back at me and smiles at me before jumping through the static screen.

"Be safe you guys!" I yell to Chat before he jumped in after her.

"What do I do now?...." I look back at the screen noticing that Prime is in a museum. If I remember correctly that place is in the Louvre in the pharaoh section. The question is how do I get out?... I quickly look around for a possible exit, so when I finally found the emergency window, I quickly open it and climb out of it. However, I realized that I have obstacles to overcome... it was the people taking the pictures by the train and where the museum was located.

~*~ Time Skip~*~

The good part is that the train stopped pretty close to the Louvre. The bad part was I was getting chased by people with cameras. I look behind me to see if they were following me still, which I was glad they weren't anymore. I'm also glad that it's night time, so that also helped me escape from those people. After catching my breath, I again try to look around until I saw that one of the emergency doors was still open. Very convenient. I quickly head inside before closing the door behind me, just in case if the people are still finding me. Turning on my flashlight on my phone, I walk through the halls until I finally reach the Pharaoh section.

"Hurry up you two, you don't wanna keep your audience waiting" I quickly sneak a peak, seeing the coffin going through the tv. Oh no, Think (Y/N), think! What should I do?... It wasn't until I saw Prime Queen, that I thought of my plan. In all honesty, it was a stupid plan, but it was the best that I could come up with. I, as quietly as I can, run over towards another hiding spot closer towards my target. Prime Queen was staring at a screen, having her attention swayed from the coffin. Perfect. Without thinking, I run over towards Prime Queen and I push her towards the screen. As soon as she goes through the screen, without thinking, I punch the screen. Again, not the smartest idea, but it works... After destroying most of the screens, I turn towards the coffin and, I pull the coffin away from the tv. Using as much force as I could, I push the coffin cover to see Alya.

"Don't worry I'm here to help, hold still." I grab the pocket knife from one of my pockets and quickly cut the rope.

"Okay, we should- Ah!" I get cut off my Alya hugging me.

"Thank you so much for helping me! I owe you one- um... What's your name?" Alya let's go of me, looking at me waiting for an answer.

"(Y/N), (Y/N) Taylor. It's nice to meet you Alya" I state smiling at her. Her eyes widen and her mouth open. I giggle at her reaction and, by using my pointer finger, close her mouth.

"Don't want you catching flies now, do we?" I asked, winking at her. I stand up before offering my hand for Alya to take. She accepts my hand, and I help her up while walking backward to get her out of the coffin.

"H-How did you get here?! I watched you on television not too long ago. Last time I checked you were in New York City" I giggled at her reaction before noticing something coming after us.

"What is that?" I screamed, hiding behind Alya. Before that thing touches us Alya replied:

"Ladybug must of de-evilized the Akuma"

Next thing I knew, I was back on the runway, back in New York City.

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~Alexis