Long Lost Love (Robert Downey Jr. Fanfiction)

Playgirl Problems

HAYLEY'S POV

I woke up with my head aching like hell. I groaned and got up clutching my forehead. My stomach doesn't feel good at all. I'm about to throw up.

I ran in my bathroom and puked on the toilet bowl. I heard footsteps coming inside my room. Then I saw Robert and Eric stood outside my bathroom door.

I ignored them and continued to puke.

"I'm not going to make it." I said dramatically.

"How many shots this time?" Eric asked seriously.

Robert walked up to me and hold on to my hair. He patted my back lightly.

God. My puke looks disgusting. But Robert didn't look disgusted at all. "Let it all out." Robert said.

"Give me some space. Trust me, you don't want to see this." I said. But Robert stayed behind me.

I continued to puke until there's no more. I grabbed a tissue paper and wiped my mouth. I flushed the toilet. Robert helped me to get up. I walked to Eric with Robert behind me.

"Do I look okay?" I asked him with a ruffled voice.

"Yea you look great." Eric sarcastically said.

I walked outside drunkly and Eric and Robert followed. Hangover really sucks.

"Get me some aspirin, some toys, grilled cheese, crayons, coloring book and some milkshake." I said Eric.

"Crayons and coloring book?! You're old enough for those, Stark." Eric seriously said.

"Just get me those, Eric." I said and the three of us went to the living room.

"Alright i'll text Brooky to get you some strawberry milkshake and some coloring materials." Eric said in defeat.

"Hug me, Eric." I ordered.

"No, Stark. I'm not gonna hug my boss. Go hug Robert." He said declining my hug.

"I'm not your boss, i'm your friend." I said to Eric and walked to Robert.

I put my arms around Robert's neck and rested my head on his shoulder. He smells amazing. He was wearing a blue Iron Man shirt and black jeans. I'm still furious at him but I really need a hug right now.

"I'll go cook some grilled cheese." Eric said and left.

Robert wrapped his arm around me and pulled me to sit on the sofa. I put my legs over his lap and rested my head on his chest. His right hand on my knees and his left arm wrapped around me. We stayed in that position. I felt something that i've never felt before. It's like our bodies are made for each other. Weird. My head is still aching like hell.

"How did you drive yourself home last night?" Robert asked while chuckling.

"It's simple. I drove in a deserted area. A cop almost catch me but I was in a Ferrari so he didn't." I explained.

Robert laughed. "I think the car was dented though. I remember I bumped the gate." I said.

"You dented a Ferrari?!" Robert said.

"My Ferrari. I'm a mechanic, i'll fix it when I have the time." I said and put my head in his chest again.

"Feeling a little better?" Robert asked.

"A little bit." I said in his chest.

Eric came back holding my grilled cheese. I untangled myself from Robert's arm.

"This is the bomb, Eric." I complimented.

"Mam, Mr. Brooks is inside the premises." Jarvis said and I excitedly waited for Brooky to come in.