
@Fenrir
He nodded and handed her the keys, "don't trust me to drive anymore love?" He asked with a smile
He nodded and handed her the keys, "don't trust me to drive anymore love?" He asked with a smile
She easily returned his smile. "I prefer it, that's all." She slid into the car and waited for him to get in.
He got in the passenger seat "so that's a yes that you don't trust me to drive. He confirmed. The twinge of suspicion was still there, invading his thoughts. "Are you sure everything's ok?"
She looked over at him. "Yes. Why wouldn't it be?"
He shook his head "I don't know, just a feeling in my gut." He said "sorry, I don't mean to keep asking, it's not that I don't believe. Just paranoide…" He looked at his watch "we should get going."
She coaxed the anxiety out of her system and leaned over to kiss Gabriel's cheek lightly. "Everything is fine," she whispered. "Don't worry."
He sighed and leaned into her "it's my job to worry love." He whispered back. "Let's get Adrien."
She pulled back and started the car. She quickly drove to Nino's house, remembering the last time this had happened – Adrien had seen them kissing.
He stared out the window for most of the drive, trying to shove the suspicion away from his mind. As the one point the radio was turned up
"New exclusive from Paris news,
Fashion designer known as the runner up to Gabriel Agrest, Demitri Glaston has said that he'll be coming out with a new line of clothes by the end of the season. He claims that these new designs will surpass Agrest's. Demitri has even invited the famous designer and his family to attend the fashion show at the end of the season to critique the designs. Will Gabriel show up? We'll have to see."
Nathalie did her best not to react. She bit the inside of her cheek heavily and pretended not to have heard.
He showed mild surprise at the news "it's good that he's getting himself out there instead of dwelling on the past." He commented "I might just go to see my old friend and congratulate him and his team on the designs."
"Yes, I'm sure they're working very hard. It must take a brilliant mind to create a seasonal line better than yours, Gabriel." Her stomach twisted at the words. She wasn't calling herself brilliant in the least – more or less, she was afraid that her designs wouldn't be good enough, and Dimitri would kill Gabriel. Her heart pounded, but she continued to look and sound normal and calm.
He nodded in agreement "Im sure he has very talented designers." He glanced out the window what are you up to Demitri?
"I'm sure he does." Nathalie bit her lip when he looked away. You are foolish, Nathalie, she reprimanded herself. Another thought interrupted: You're doing it to save Gabriel, remember? Her heart was aching in confusion.
(want to time skip to the show?)
(Alright!)
Nathalie was nervously pacing in her room. If Dimitri didn't like her designs, he would surely kill Gabriel. If Gabriel recognized her work, he would figure out why she'd been extra busy lately, even when he'd said that she could stop working. Anxiety moths fluttered around in her stomach. That's it! I could fake being ill! She checked the time. No, it was too late to do that – she would have to go…
He decided to goth a white button down shirt and black dress pants. Nothing too extreme but still elegant. He walked to her room and knocked gently "love? Are you ready?"
Nathalie bit back a gasp. She checked her appearance in the mirror and crossed her small room to the door to open it. "Yes, Gabriel, I'm ready. Is Adrien coming?"
"No, he'll be with Nino at a party." He said looking her over and smiling "beautiful as always." He offered her his arm "shall we?"
She blushed softly and took his arm. "Yes." I'm sorry…
He led her to the car "you're not nervous are you?" He asked sensing some tension
"Nervous? What do I have to be nervous about?" she asked, trying to sound natural.
He shrugged "again, just a feeling." he got in the drivers' side
Nathalie wordlessly slipped into the passenger seat. Forgive me, Gabriel…
They reached the show and were greeted by security "Mr. Agrest…Ah yes, Demitri has special seats for you and your plus one. Right, this way." The security guard led them to the front seats near the stage.
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