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

- "Time", -

2 weeks passed since I last talked to Robert. Actually, everything was going downhill. Emma and me always argued about something what was funny at the end, my parents wanted to take me back to New Jersey and Susan apparently got what she wanted - Robert. Yes, I've heard rumours in school that he was seen with a mysterious woman and he even started to wear his ring.

Whatever was going on, I didn't like it one bit.

I was emotionally raped, I've talked to nobody expect Ems and her parents, sometimes with Matty but mostly about what we've had to learn. I was looking raped from the outside too. My clothes weren't coordinated anymore, my hair was messy, I didn't mind that I haven't brushed it for 3 days.

My grades were boosting up though which, even with my situation, really was some kind of wonder. I'm not saying that I'm not paying attention to class and stuff, but I'm really not..myself those 2 weeks. The lie I told Robert, yes the love lie..I started to regret it alot. Especially that he was apparently back together with Susan, his one and only.

I was walking down the hallway when I heard familiar voices talking...more like yelling at each other.

"Why did you do that?! You've ruined everything! She was so happy and you..That's a selfish act, mr. Downey", it was Emma. With Robert. My eyes widened as I heard that they were talking about me.

"Listen Emma..I still love her, I do. 2 weeks won't change anything about my feelings towards her. I'm worried about her just like you, stop saying I don't care. I'm giving her the time she needs. I don't believe when she says she doesn't loves me, I -", I pressed my ear against the door, trying to hear better. It was quite interesting when others talked about you in a good way, you know? I'm not that curious, but that just makes me feel good when I'm being talked about like that.

"No, Mr. Downey. She had her time, she also had EVERYTHING when she had you. But you're wearing your ring, you're meeting with susan again..What are YOU doing?", I heard sighing and then a loud thump, as if someone threw something on the floor. I heard emma's gasp, making me know that it was Robert throwing something. "Emma, excuse me, but are you stupid?! I'm not, I repeat, I'm not having anything with Susan, this is NOT my wedding ring, it's on my right hand! Can you make out the difference between left and right, I think we've had it through in the..kindergarten?", my lip corners went up. This was definitely a mad Robert, the version of robert I liked..of course when he was mad with someone else. It turned me so on when his veins-

Jesus.

No.

The door slammed open, making me jump back and crash against a locker. I let out a small whimper and looked at my elbow which was bleeding. What the frick are those lockers made of?

Roberts cough interrupted my small fight with the locker, making me look up.

his brows furrowed with his hands in his pocket, he stumbled out "Zoey? What...you..Did..", as he looked at my elbows his eyes widened, running to me. His touch made me shiver as always, he was still that special someone in my life.

I bit my lip and looked up, meeting his gaze. "Yes, I heard everything and yes, that's blood because of those lockers", 

He stroked my elbow lightly before grabbing my hand and pulling me into the empty office. I was confused first but after he pulled out a first aid kit out of the closet, I bit my lip again. It was burning and the blood was tickling down on the floor, making it look like someone has been killed in here. Robert had alcohol in his left hand and a bandage in the right. "It'll burn a bit, so grab onto something", I smiled and layed my hand on his shirt, slightly tugging on it. As the cold alcohol touched the wound, my hand grabbed onto his shirt automatically, pulling it as hard as I could. "You're still a strong girl, zoey", He smiled as he put the bandage on my arm to cover the wound in the elbow. "You sound like my dad", - "I could be your dad", - "My dad is 48", - "it's not long until I reach that age", - "Oh come on", I smiled as he looked up, his eyes immadietly wandering to my lips. "It was a lie, wasn't it?", I furrowed my brows, avoiding the passion in his flickering golden brown eyes.

"What?", he breathed out, his hand stroking my cheek. "You still love me, don't you?",  I looked down, regret filling me.

It was a lie, indeed. But after how I left him, I felt even more regret, embarrassment, everything a girl could feel after lying. 

His fingers slowling moving down to my chin, he lifted it making me look into his eyes. "Zoey", I bit my lip, trying to control that feeling that was burning in me. I wanted to pull him close, kiss him, just feel him.

But....as much as I wanted it, as much as I couldn't hold back...I couldn't.

"It was a lie..", I whispered, looking him in the eyes. I saw his eyes starting to water, making me look away. Those were one of the situations that I couldn't handle, that made me want to jump out the window.

Small tears were running down his cheek, sniffing, he took a step back, looking out the window. If I'm honest..I never saw a man cry and it was a new situation for me. Yes, I know it's sexism if you say that men are the stronger gender, but that's actually reality. Well...most of the time it's true.

He wiped his tears away, crossing his arms "So...I'm a 38 year old man crying about an 18 year old student...Karma", he laughed sarcastically at 'Karma' making my head tilt to the side. "Karma?", - "long story short, just turn 38 year old and 18 year old around", I smiled and nodded, understanding the point.

"It's still the same, Robert", he turned his head around quickly, making me jump slighlty at the sudden move. "You're crying over me?", he asked, coming closer step by step. I nodded "Guess why I look like dog shit those weeks", he smiled, still not stopping. I watched every of his moves carefully and as he opened his arms, I couldn't hold back anymore. It was too much for me.

His lips crashed on mine, the sparks finally re lighting after two weeks. I let my tongue glide over his bottom lip, begging for an entrance.

I couldn't tell how long we stood there making out and telling eachothers how much we've missed and loved eachother, but it was quite long.

So long someone had to come in and interrupt it.

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that was a very short drama but don't worry there will be coming more and more so HA

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