Alaya's P.O.V.

Adrien's photoshoot didn't take nearly as long as I thought. Like... Okay that sounds stalkerish. Anyway, we invited him over to Alya's and he agreed, stating he didn't have anything else going on. After convincing Adrien to come, we walked to Nino's house to 'kidnap' him (and not to mention steal some food from his house). After that, we walked to Alya's house, practically running inside. 

"Where is everyone?" I asked. 

"You don't live alone do you?" I joked. Alya just laughed. 

"Of course not girl. They went a vacay. I didn't wanna go. " She shrugged simply, "For now, let's make the most out of our time alone!"

I giggled, "What should we do first?" Alya smirked evilly. 

"Let's play..." 

We waited in suspense. 

"Truth. Or. Dare!" (Like always amiright?) I giggled. 

"Yes! That would be so much fun!" The boys quickly agreed and we all turned to Marinette. 

"W-well... I dunno guys..." She said. I giggled. 

"Why, ya chicken? Anyways, you have to! Majority rules!" She sighed in defeat.

"Okay..." Alya ran to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle, and we went up to her room and sat in a circle.

"So who goes first?" Alya asked. 

"Me!" I shouted, grabbing the bottle before anyone could protest, causing laughter to be heard from all around the circle. I spun the bottle and it landed on Adrien, causing him to blush slightly. I giggled. 

"Adrien, truth or dare?" He thought about it before smirking. 

"Dare! I won't be a chicken." Under his breath, he muttered, "Unlike Nino" causing Nino to nudge him. 

"Just you wait, bro." I just smirked. 

"Well then I dare you to kiss Marinette! On the lips! For ten seconds!" Alya whooped and Adrienette blushed. I just giggled, and Nino was smirking like a maniac. After about a minute of the two just sitting there, I grabbed out my phone and pulled up a timer, setting it for ten seconds.

Marinette's P.O.V.

"Well then I dare you to kiss Marinette! On the lips! For ten seconds!" Alaya shouted as the dare to Adrien. I felt my face heat up and my knees get weak. A-Adrien... Kiss... Me? I smiled faintly at the thought, and drifted away in thoughts, only to be snapped back to reality by Alaya's voice. 

"Okay. I'm ready." She had her phone in hand, with a timer set on it. I glanced in Adrien's direction, and he was moving closer to me. 

My face felt hotter... I felt as though I could pass out. I heard Alaya's voice again, and felt Adrien arms move me closer to him. 

"Ready?" I nodded, even though I wasn't. I wasn't ready for this. I glanced at Alya, who was smirking and she gave me a thumbs up. I looked back to Adrien, his face only a few inches away from mine. 

"Okay... Go!" Alaya said, and I felt Adrien press his lips against my own. It was an awkward kiss, but it was amazing. His lips were soft against my own, and it seemed as though it was actually real, not that it only existed because of a dare. He's such a great kisser... I thought. But it felt so... Familiar... 

"Annnnd... Time's up!" Alaya shouted, and I expected a loss of contact, but it didn't happen. He stayed there. Alya giggled in the background. 

"Get it girl!" She yelled softly, causing both me and Adrien to blush and Adrien to pull back, rubbing his neck. We both sat there, blushing idiots, before Alaya's voice was heard again. 

"Okay Adrien, your turn!" He sat back in his spot in between Nino and Alaya, grabbing the bottle and spinning it.

Alaya's P.O.V.

We continued playing truth or dare until we were rolling on the floor laughing due to embarrassment, a stupid dare, or something along those lines. Once we calmed down, we ordered some pizza and went downstairs. Alya's family still wasn't back yet, so we were just goofing around and acting stupid. We all changed into night clothes (Me and Marinette borrowing from Alya, and Nino had brought some for him and Adrien). I was currently wearing grey short shorts and a grey long - sleeve shirt (what I usually wore to bed). Marinette wore shorts (That weren't as short as mine, but they were shorts), and a black cat themed shirt. Alya wore Ladybug themed pj's that consisted of long fluffy pants and a t - shirt. When the pizza came (we had drawn straws earlier) I was the one to go down and get it, but of course Alya paid.

When I got back up to Alya's room, I was immediately interrupted by Nino. 

"Alaya! I dare you... To set the pizza down and jump onto Alya's bed." I giggled, "What are you, drunk? Alya? You didn't..." Alya put her finger up. 

"Not at all girl. We're only fifteen! I mean.... Close, but... Still! There's no way I'd give him alcohol." I looked at Nino who looked drunk as hell. 

"Are you sure? He looked drunk as effing hell!" Alya laughed. 

"Effing?" I blushed slightly.

"At home I'm not allowed to curse. Plus if I break the rules..." 

"You don't want to see that happen..." I blinked. I didn't say the last part. I looked up and saw Adrien looking down, a mix of emotions on his face. They were all negative emotions; none looked happy or joyous. I nodded wistfully, looking down as well. My thoughts drifted back to New York. Back to where my mother was. Back to where Cassi was, where Ruby was, where... Where I am supposed to be... Where I'm not right now... I sat the pizza down on Alya's dresser and flopped down on the bed, next to Adrien and Marinette (Adrien was on one side, Marinette on the other. Nino was sitting on the ground, and Alya was standing). I exhaled, trying not to cry. 

Crying was for the weak. I'm not going to show them I'm weak due to a little homesickness. Are we weak? Should we ask? What if they said yes? We're weak aren't we? I could feel tears pricking at my eyes. No. I'm not weak. I exhaled again. 

"So..." Alya started. I looked at her, blinking tears away, wiping away the few that had fallen. I sat up slowly, resting my head in my hands, covering my eyes. I felt a hand on my back. It was warm and comforting. I exhaled once again, still trying to calm myself down. This was weak... Wasn't it? Alya smirked. 

"Let's do something less... Depressing." I looked up, noticing that the hand on my back belonged to Adrien. I looked at Marinette, who was burning with jealousy and anger, a part of her I haven't seen. I looked to Alya and scooted away from Adrien.

Although I wasn't focusing on him, I could see the sadness in his eyes. I couldn't blame him. Even though all I had done was scoot away, it would've seemed as though I didn't like him... As though I wanted him to be gone. I didn't. I wanted him to stay. But... Marinette scared the hell at me right now, so it was for the best. Wouldn't want her to be... Whatever the dark butterflies and stuff was.

"Like what?" I said, finally answering Alya. 

"Well..." She began. 

"We could do ghost stories!" Nino suggested. Alya just scoffed. 

"Ghost stories are for child slumber parties. If you really wanna get scared..." She smirked and walked to her closet, opening the door and pulling out a tan box. 

"You play this."

(So hi. And bye bye. See ya in the next chapterrrrrrrrrr! Bye bye my lovely trash can potatoessss)