Fake Date, Real Fate

ADRIEN’S POV

I stood there for a while longer, soaked while staring down the street like the car might turn around.

It didn’t.

Eventually, I made my way back to my own car, every step heavier than the last. I got in, soaked with rainwater, dripping it onto the leather seats and I didn’t care. The umbrella is somewhere behind me back on the road, let the rain have it.

I gripped the wheel but didn’t start the car.

instead, I pulled out my phone and called.

It rang once. Twice.

Cameron picked up on the third.

"Yo, Adrien—"

"Meet me at Helix," I said. My voice was low. "I’m already on the way."

There was a pause. "Everything okay, bro?"