Senseless 1
Disclaimer: I don't own Victorious or anything on it or about it...Just wanna write about it.
Cat sat alone in the music room on a piano, her legs hanging over the edge as she learned the lyrics to a new song. There was a knock on the door, followed by Robbie's voice,
"Hey, Cat? Are you in there?" Cat looked around wildly for an escape route, but she couldn't find one she would reach in time, so she lifted the paper in her hand to cover her face. She's been avoiding Robbie ever since she heard that he wanted to ask her to the dance- it was made clear that Robbie had feelings for her, but she didn't want to say yes- it could ruin their whole friendship if he wanted her to be his girlfriend. Cat took a deep breath as Robbie walked in the room.
"Um...Cat?" asked Robbie's voice from behind the paper.
"Oh" she said, "Robbie, what are you doing here?"
"I was actually looking for you" he said, walking over to the piano.
"Oh, what for?" Cat asked, trying to feign innocence.
"To tell you" said Robbie, smiling gently at her, "that you can stop avoiding me now. I heard that you didn't want to go with me to the dance because you didn't feel that way about me. And that's alright, I guess. I mean, I was disappointed at first. You know, I wanted to go with you because I think you're really beautiful, and sweet and charming. But Andre helped me realise that if wanting to be your boyfriend meant that I could lose you as a friend altogether, then it might not be worth it. I'd always want you in my life Cat, whether it's as a friend or whatever, cause I think you're swell"
"Oh" said Cat quietly.
"And I've already found another date to the dance, so you don't need to feel bad that I won't have a date, OK?"
"OK" said Cat.
"Yeah" said Robbie, rubbing the back of his neck shyly, "So are we going to be OK? Will you stop avoiding me now?"
"Sure" Cat said, smiling slightly.
"Awesome. I'll see you later then" he said, jogging to the door.
As he left Cat felt an odd mixture of feelings. She wasn't relieved like she should be now that Robbie had stopped pursuing her. He'd called her beautiful. No one had ever done that before. And she liked the way it made her feel. Liked the way he made it sound. As though he really meant it- that he genuinely thought that she was beautiful. Was it just the thrill of knowing someone liked her? No, she'd felt that before and this wasn't that. The thoughts played around in Cats head. It wasn't possible that she liked him back, was it? No, that wouldn't make any sense...