Let me in. (Robert Downey Jr Fanfic) Complete

7. Sincere (Edited)

"Do you really live here?" I heard Robert asking in surprise from the living room.

"What kind of question is that?! Of course I live here." I answered, annoyed. I walked back into the living room, wearing black skinny jeans, black converse and a white v-shirt that was a little too big but it was comfortable and casual. I had put on some eyeliner and mascara and some light strawberry lip-gloss. I looked at Robert. His eyes widened when he saw me. Yeah so what? I like wearing casual clothes! Got a problem with that? Then go and get one of your desperate fan girls who wear slutty clothes, showing half of their asses and tits.

"I'm sorry, I didn't want to be rude but its just-.."

"It's just what Mr. Downey?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest.

"So small!" He said in a childish voice.

I gave him a serious stare. "Well, not everyone can afford a huge mansion like you, you know?!" I said, placing my hands on my hips.

He started laughing and nodded. I couldn't contain a smile even though I didn't wanted to. He smirked at me, so I quickly moved away from him, grabbing my bag from the counter.

"You can call me Robert you know?" He said in a husky voice.

I was surprised at the closeness of his voice behind me. I turned around. He was standing way to close my comfort. Our chests were almost touching and I could feel his radiating warmth. A shiver went down my spine. What is he doing?!

"I don't think that's very professional Mr. Downey" I looked away shyly to my feet. I saw his feet moving closer to mine. I clutched the edges of the counter behind me biting my lip in nervousness. He brought his head right next to mine. What the actual fuck?!

"It's just that... Ms. Knight. It's quite a turn on when you call me that." He said in a low, seductive voice. I was seriously shocked by his response and quickly moved away from him toward the front door. I felt really hot all of a sudden and felt my heart beating in my chest, feeling light in the head. Why would he say such a revolting thing? I thought a guy like him should have some manners or anything of the sort. I can't let this get to me. I'm just going to eat lunch with him and come back home and all of this will be over. I'm going to show him that his charm has no effect on me and that he should try getting into another girls' pants.

"C'mon! I'm starving!" I tried to say as casual as I could but my voice was shaking which irritated me. I turned around and put a hand on my forehead registering what just happened. Did he really just said that I was turning him on when I spoke out his last name?! Pervert.

I opened the door and walked into the hallway. Robert walked out and I locked the door. We were descending down the stairs.

"Where are we going?" He asked, curiously.

"You tell me. YOU are the one who has to make it up to ME remember?"

"Right! I know just the place."

He grabbed my arm pulling me backwards softly, so he could open the entrance door of the building. I walked passed him nodding as a thank you and he smirked. We were walking towards his car and he opened the door on the passenger's side. I stepped inside not looking at him this time. What game is he trying to play here?

***

We walked in to this cute, little diner. He led the way to a booth at the end and waited till I sat down. We didn't say anything in the car but it didn't felt awkward though which I thought was weird. I was just listening to the music on the radio. Robert pulled out a baseball hat out from his back pocket and put in on his head, quite low covering his entire forehead and a bit of his eyes. I'm guessing he didn't wanted to be spotted by the paparazzi but we were the only ones in the diner except for an old man at the other side peacefully drinking his coffee with his back towards us. I was pouting on the inside. I liked looking at his beautiful eyes and his hair. I really wanted to go through it with my hands. It looked so soft. I face palmed myself when I realized that I was thinking about him.

"What?" He asked.

"O-oh nothing! I-I just forgot to turn off the coffee machine." I said, stumbling over my words, not realizing that face palming myself didn't occur in my head.

"Do we need to go back?"

"No! It won't do any harm. I forget it all the time."

"Ok, if you say so." He winked.

The waitress came up to us, asking what we wanted to order.

"I'll have number 3 and she'll have number 6." He said.

I raised an eyebrow at him. Thinking that he must have been here a lot of he knew the dishes by number.

"What's number 6?" I asked.

"Trust me, you'll love it." He smiled.

I looked down frowning a bit. Do I trust him? I closed my eyes. No... I don't and I'll probably never will... trust anyone... anymore. Here I am overthinking this whole situation again.

"Emilia? What's wrong? You look sad all of a sudden." Robert asked in a sincere voice. I looked up at him. I started to panic a little because I couldn't come up with an excuse for my sudden mood change. I guess he saw that as he reached over to grab my hands on the table and worriedly looking me in my eyes. I looked down at our intertwined hands. His hands are so warm and strong but soft at the same time. They felt really nice. I quickly snapped out of my little moment of self-pity and pulled my hands back to place them on my lap because they were starting to shake.

I put in a big 'fake' smile. "Oh it's nothing Mr. Dow- I mean Robert."

He leaned back and had a questionably look on his face. "You sure?"

"Yeaaahh! Of course. I'm just really hungry. That's all!" I smiled at him.

He smiled back. "What... That hungry? You're on your period or something?" He laughed a little but I could still see that he was still curious about my mood change. I was thankful for him for trying to lighten up the dark mood I caused. Even though I hated his joke.

"You're unbelievable!" I said giggling.

"Unbelievable handsome? Yeah, I know." He chuckled.