A Stranger Twist Of Fate -- Robert Downey Jr

Chapter 3

I smiled at him, "how many crew members do you ask that to?" He winked at me,"well, before you there was Jeff." I tapped his arm lightly. "Well since I punched you, I think the least I can do is go for coffee with you."

"May I?" I looked at him, unsure of what he meant. His hand was out stretched. Clearly waiting for me to hand over my keys. "What?! You mean now?!" He nodded, "or do you have some other plans? Meeting your boyfriend? I shouldn't have assumed. I'm sorry!"

He began walking away, I was afraid if I let him then I'd never get this opportunity again. "Wait, I never said that!" He turned back around. His gorgeous brown eyes seemed to have a sparkle to them. "Well then. Give me your damn keys woman!" I chuckled. Handed him the keys and walked to the passenger side door.

We had been driving in comfortable silence for almost 20 minutes when he pulled up outside a tiny coffee shop. "This is my favourite coffee shop ever!" He announced bouncing on the seat. I laughed at him, "you are such a child!" He poked me in my side.

We'd made our way into the coffee shop there wasn't very many people in. It was small and cosy. Just lovely. Robert chose a table furthest away from anyone and asked me what I would like. "Just a tea please." He nodded and went off to get our drinks.

This was the time when my brain kicked in and started to scream to me that I was out with Robert Downey Jr.

I got goosebumps just thinking about it. Just then Robert walked over to me with a tray. It had two cups of tea on it a lot of sugar sachets and two pots of milk. I also noticed behind those were two slices of chocolate cake.

I smiled at him, "how much do I owe you Mr Downey?" He looked at me sceptically. "Mr Downey? Mr Downey? It's Robert or Rob or Robbie or even twat head. And secondly, this is my treat." I couldn't help but grin. He was so adorable. He sat opposite me setting the tray down on the table.

As he sat down I realised his knees brushed against mine. I blushed, "sorry!" He chuckled again. Grabbing a hold of my hands over the table. "Darling, if a lovely lady like you wanted to rub their legs against mine then I'm totally up for it!"

I laughed blushing even more. But, then I suddenly remembered something. I'm an 18 year old woman sat at a lovely romantic/quiet restaurant with Robert. Hadn't I remembered somewhere he was married?!

--- authors notes ---

Robert in my story is divorced from Susan. Now don't get his mixed up as me hating on her because I actually think they are the perfect couple but this is just fan fiction. For RDJ fans to enjoy

And if you do enjoy it please let me know as I get very paranoid.