Passive Me, Aggressive You (Robert Downey Jr.)

Cannibal

A/N: 80+ READS! YES! Being new to Wattpad, that feels pretty good. This chapter is a full fledged war. You didn't think they'd give in that easily, did you? I love to keep you fans on your toes. This chapter is inspired by one of my favorite songs (judgement, commence) Cannibal, by Kesha. She's spells it Kesha now. After treatment she said "no" to her signature $ sign. Huh. Anyways! Little fun facts! Hope you guys have enjoyed so far, and continue to enoy this chapter! Also, this chapter is insanely short but immediately updating after it's posted. So don't hate me! 

ANDIES POV: 

I walked to robs trailer after processing this for an hour or two. It was already 11:00 and I stroll to his trailer. We didn't finish what we started and I really wanted to finsih it. Only then will I know how I really feel about all of this. I walk to his trailer and knock, but the lights are all turned down. I peer into the window slyly and see no sign of Robert. What the hell? I being to search the set. No where. He bailed... What a pussy. 

ROBERTS POV:

I got a hotel room for the night. No way did I just do that, and say those things. I refuse to believe myself. I sigh and turn on the tv, flipping through possible pornos to rent. I decide against it, throwing the remote on the night stand beside me. I didn't like Andie. So what the hell was I doing? I'm too old, too divorced, to stubborn. Even if I liked her I wouldn't deserve her. But something about playing mind games got me unusually....excited. I sat up and pulled out my phone. To call or not to call. I throw it on the bed and nibble at my hangnails. I look over at it again. I rush to it, stare at my messages momentarily. Noticing my text to Gwyneth. About the horrible date I snapped at. I look at Andies last message. "Where the fuck are you?" Do i invite her to my hotel room for fun? Or do I drop it here? I wouldn't do anything but use her and I knew it. She's a rebound. Simple. But I cared too much as a friend to hurt her. Conflicted. My dick cannot keep deciding these things about Andie. 

ANDIES POV: 

I wake up and grunt, kicking the covers off viciously. Rob had to be on set by now. He's filming in an hour. Istomp around set in pajama shorts, a captain america tank top and big slippers shaped like bunny faces. I certainly looked threatening. I found Rob, he and Gwyneth talking over their scene for today. going over a few lines. I hear them chuckle and watch him tickle her ear lobe lightly. 

I tug at his arm, pulling him away from the crowd with me. 

"Robert I.." He put his finger to my lips and shakes his head. 

"Don't talk to me." He said, his eyes looked so strayed and worried. 

"What?!' I scream. He completely avoids me the rest of filming that day. Even at my catcalls, my whistles, my claps. Like I'm invisible. This game Robert? It's so on.