I'm gonna get you (Robert Downey Jr. fanfic)

- "What do you mean?" -

I felt Mr. Downey's Eyes on me as I ran in P.E class.

Everytime I did something wrong he called my name and ran over to me. It was confusing and strange since he had all his attention on me.

Especially when the orange monkey is watching every step you do and giving you death glares as soon as Mr. Downey is near me.

As I went through the hallway, I wiped the sweat of my face and breathed heavily, searching for my locker. When I finally found it, I opened it and found a note inside.
'Stay away from my man, bitch'

Yup, that's from Lesley or one of her stripper friends. I threw the note in the bin and closed my locker, making myself on the way to the exit.

The cold fresh air hit my face and it felt good that the air finally got cold. I'm not a summer person and I'll never be. It's not that I hate the sun or something, but it's the heat that makes me mad. You're sweating like a pig and you have to shower every 2 days. I prefer autumn and winter, I love the snow!

Since I started to freeze I opened my bag to pull out my jacket but of course it wasn't there.

I wanted to go inside when I crashed into someone again. Guess who it was?  Mr. Downey. I feel like he's stalking me or something! 

"Are you looking for this?", He held my jacket in the air and smirked, looking at me up and down.

I nodded and wanted to grab it when he suddenly started to run. I'm not sure if he's a teacher or just a hidden dumbass who acts like it.

"Mr. Downey! Can you please give me my jacket, I'm freezing!", He shook his head and went to his car, pulling the keys from his jeans pocket. "Come in my car, it's warm in here.", now he sounds like rapist . What's wrong with this guy? 

"Mum told me that strangers cars are dangerous." He laughed and opened his passenger door. "I'm your teacher. I don't do anything dangerous expect giving your mum a reason to slap you in the face.", I rolled my eyes and went to his car, hoping it'd warm me up. And it did.

After 20 minutes of silence, he finally spoke.

"So, how do you like it so far?", I turned my face to look at him. He was concentrated on the road, one hand on his wheel the other hand on the coupling. It was almost on my thigh though, but I didn't care, maybe he's just so concentrated that he doesn't knows what he's doing.  Whatever.

We finally arrived and he opened the front door to a small café. It was dark red and kind of romantic, but maybe it was just me hyperventilating.

"So what do you want?", Mr. Downey asked, pulling out his wallet.

"I...uh...I just...I don't know. Coffee.", He smiled, pointing at a the table in the corner.

I sat down and waited for him to come with our coffees. It was worth the wait because the coffee was absolutely amazing!

He ordered a small cupcake for me and a small chocolate cake for himself.

While I was eating I felt Mr. Downeys eyes on me.

"Mr. Downey, can you stop looking at me while I'm eating? I'm uncomfortable.",

"Only if you stop calling me Mr. Downey. It's  Robert to you, okay?", I rolled my eyes mentally and nodded.

"Well, Robert, it was nice eating and drinking coffee with you, but I have to now.", I looked at my phone, pretending I got a text message from my mother but I just wanted to go, it was awkward enough.

"Stop, your detention is not over.",

"What do you mean..it's not over? "