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

- "Blue jeans", -

"That young?",

I looked around the room, trying to avoid the stares from his Parents. Robert nervously muttered something under his breath, his grip on my hand tightening.

"She's actually..uhm, over 18, guess that's just her..face..without makeup", I furrowed my brows at his excuse, what was so bad at being 18?

His mother nodded, her hair flipping over her shoulder as she leaned back, drinking the coffee.

Suddenly I felt cramps in my stomach, making me frown slightly. I looked at the clock which showed that it was nearly 7am.

It was a awkward silence, the only sound was coming from the clock, keeping me distracted from the tension a little bit.

Robert was still holding my hand, his grip loosened though, looking at the floor awkwardly, probably searching for topics to speak about.

I poked him at the shoulder, trying to get his attention and pointed at the clock, gesturing it was time for school.

He nodded and let go of my hand "anyways, do you want to come over for dinner? We both have to go to work now", they looked at each other before nodding and standing up, pulling Robert into a tight hug again.

I went upstairs, searching for some clothes I could wear which didn't seem to..well, let's just say I wear some clothes to often.

I picked out a white sweatshirt and blue jeans, then searching for some fresh underwear. I decided for the lacey white ones, thinking that maybe something would happen tonight. Well, maybe.

"White suits you", I jumped at Roberts words, turning my head to the door where he stood, leaninf against the doorframe.

I shrugged it off, opening the door to the bathroom. As I put on fresh underwear and my sweatshirt, I noticed that my stomach wasn't that flat anymore which made me confused. I ate alot, but I had a strong, fast metabolism, so why this? I couldn't even close the buttons of my favourite blue jeans?!

What is this kind of fuckery? Robert knocked on the door, which was completely useless since he always comes in whether someone answers or not. "What's that long face for?", he said, pulling me into a hug. I pulled away, mad at the fact that I apparently gained weight.

It wasn't that bad to gain weight actually..I was kind of underweight, so this should be all okay..but why was it visable only in the stomach area? Like, that's not fair. Why didn't I gain weight on my thighs? They would look a lot more prettier.

"I can't fit in my favourite pair of jeans...", robert chuckled, his wrinkles at the eyes showing, the white, straight teeth almost blending me, as if the sun was in Roberts mouth.

"Someone got a little fatty? I know what I'll call you know..fatty mcboomboom!", I gaped my mouth, offended, crossing my arms and turning around to face the window. I felt his hands on my waist, gently stroking up and down whilst his lips were on my neck, planting small kisses on it. "Don't take jokes from old men like me serious, you know I love you whether you're fat or thin, you're perfect to me", I smiled, turning my head to him so I could meet his lips. Instead of actually kissing me, he pulled away, pointing at his watch. "School", he commanded, before going out of the bathroom.

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As I made my way down the hallway I saw Ems talking to Matty, seeming as if they were hiding something. Ems gave Matty something which looked like...money? Why would she give him money?

I jumped in front of them, making Ems frown. "hey, uh? Zoey", Matty stumbled out, trying to zip up the pocket of his leather jacket. I furrowed my brows at their sudden nervousness, was it because I came out of nowhere? Were they hiding something?