𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐌𝐞 (𝐑𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐃𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐉𝐫. 𝐗 𝐘/𝐧)

~ Real or dreaming?

Warnings: none
Note: my friend made a webtoon, and she needs any support she can get, she's entering in the competition to win 500,000 dollars, please go help her out because she's the reason of the motivation I have now to continue this book.
Book is called: Counterfeit Prodigy.
Anyways on with the story.

"All packed and ready!" You get inside the passenger seat, smiling over at Downey.

Road trips are always fun. Music, food, sleeping, leg cramps...oh wait that last one is not so fun. A month and a half passed and you agreed. You agreed to go with him. You sure as hell didn't know you were going to end up being with someone for so long before. A smile creeps up your face while you stare out the window waving to Britney.

A little tear escaping her eye, "I'll miss you," she said.

"Oh I know, I'm irresistible," she giggled, "I'll miss you too!"

"Don't forget to text me when you get there, okay?"

"Yes boss," you wink at her and wave goodbye. Robert starts the engine, letting the long ride begin.

You have taken your finals, you've done pretty well with the help of Robert helping you. Even though you two may have gotten distracted once or twice. Okay more than that let's admit. The silence in the car was pretty loud, you turned the radio on, trying to find a good channel. The empty road, the streetlights, the eerie through the dark night.

It was late, 11 pm on a road trip sounded nice though. Obviously, you couldn't wait to see what his house looked like in Malibu. Your head started to roam with thoughts of how it'll be like. You found the job you wanted and you'll have the interview in the next 2 or 3 days. For college however, you picked out another school than what Downey was going to teach in. You didn't want to risk it.

You're pretty surprised by the fact that you guys never got caught by anyone. "What are you thinking about?" Downey asks, placing his hand on your thigh.

"Nothing much," you put your hand on top of his.

"You sure?"

"Yes," you nod.

"Yes what?" He rubs up and down your thigh.

"Yes daddy," you smile, looking away from him.

"That's my baby," he gives your thigh a small squeeze, and caresses it after.

You take a sharp breath.

"You can sleep if you want, I'll wake you up when we arrive."

"You sure? You might need some company, and I don't want to see you bang your head on the steering wheel when you get tired."

"Sweetheart, I've driven longer than this before, it's just one hour, I'll be okay."

"Alright, your choice. Don't make us die, Mr. Downey."

"I'll try not to, princess," he chuckles, taking your hand up to his face and kisses it.

You try to get as comfortable as you can. Moving around a couple of times. Once you're comfortable, you let your body relax. Closing your eyes, and listen to the music as well. After a while, Downey realizes that you have fallen asleep, he stops the car on the side of the road, and grabs his blanket from the back seat, letting it rest on top of you.

"Goodnight, my baby," he kisses your forehead. He turns back, and starts the engine again, to get back on the road.

After an hour or so, he arrives in front of his house. He parks it by the curb and looks at your sleeping figure. He gets out of the car, opening the truck and removing all the bags. He goes up to the house and unlocks it, he runs back grabbing 2 suitcases, and brings them inside. He returns to get the rest, and finally finishes. He sighs and looks around the house.