A/N: I thought a nice fluffy Rose/10 to start with, i just love pure fluff stories. They make me smile (: Credit to MeVsRiversong whom without i believe that all of my stories would be terrible because you make them that much better xD.

The story is based on the song Self Inflicted by Katy Perry (search for it on youtube if you havent heard it lol) and when listening to it i just thought of Rose/10.

Disclaimer: Doctor Who belongs to the BBC and Self Inflicted belongs to Katy Perry; I wish they were both mine but alas they are not. If i did own Doctor Who then id have David Tennant's phone number AND if i owned Self Inflicted id be a rich artist and id be a celebrity and i could meet David and go out with him ... woah back to the point. Enjoy the story xD.


Self – Inflicted: A Rose/10 Song Fiction

Remember when I dove into the crowd
And I got a bloody knee under my skin, a mark from wiping out
It brings back the memories
Every bone's been broken
But my heart is still wide open

At 19, Rose Tyler jumped. She jumped and didn't watch-didn't care- where she fell. She met a man; a man who could change his face. He gave her the option- to stay at home with her mum and her boyfriend and her dead-end job… or she could go with him. There was no question for her. The mystery surrounding him was something she couldn't resist- the Doctor, he had called himself- everything about him; his black leather jacket, black jumper and black trousers helped her to escape into him. With him, she leapt, she dove and didn't look down and had no idea where the hell she was falling but she hoped he would catch her.

I can't stop
Don't care if I lose
Baby you are the weapon I choose
These wounds are self inflicted
I'm going down in flames for you
Baby you are the weapon I choose
These wounds are self inflicted
One more thing I'm addicted too

This man, this wonderful man. He opened her eyes to all the wonders of the universe. She, she was just a speck on the leaf of the universe; an idea that could be squashed at anytime. He could've let go of her whenever he felt like it; the one who kept her going. Without him, she would be stuck on planet Earth like the rest of the ridiculous, pathetically weak humans; getting up every morning and going to work and eating chips. Same old, same old- again and again; and endless, infinite circle of boredom. Nothing ever changed. But now… now it had; he was everything to her, and she couldn't let go.

With each scar there's a map that tells a story

What a souvenir of Young Love's like jumping out
An airplane riding a tidal wave on an ocean of emotion
My heart rips me wide open

She had watched him change beyond recognition; it felt like a scar upon herself when she remembered. This man she had known for what seemed like forever had changed. He stood in front of her and tried to convince her that he was the same man as he'd always been. He made her smile, and even though she had wanted to deny it, she couldn't. Her heart had been torn apart but it didn't matter anymore; he still was the same man, just a different body and a different suit. And that was enough.

I can't stop
Don't care if I lose
Baby you are the weapon I choose
These wounds are self inflicted
I'm going down in flames for you
Baby you are the weapon I choose
These wounds are self inflicted
One more thing I'm addicted too

At 20, Rose Tyler learned what it meant to fall head over heels for someone. She had believed that she had experienced it when she met Jimmy, but she was so wrong she was almost right. The Doctor- the new, new Doctor- he was the love of her life. She truly couldn't ever resist him and my god, he knew it. Her mum didn't believe that she loved him- but then again, mum's never thought anyone was good enough for their daughter. Rose was addicted to him and no – one- no-one-could make her give him up; he was hers and she was his.

Forever… maybe.

And I cover up these scars
(We'll make it, we'll make it but we break it)
And I can't stop seeing stars
(lets hope not die)
Whenever you're around
Around

She covered it up; every time that she had felt hurt by him, Rose had covered it up. And she always would. He had always been so caring towards her and every time they were together she swore that stars filled around her were just willing them with bated breath to make something happen. Everything about him- his excitement over the little things, his boyish grin, that pinstripe suit that he never changed, his sonic screwdriver- every little thing about him made her fall in love time and time again. Every new glance, every fresh smile, and rose fell for him all over again. She couldn't fight it- but then, she never even tried.

I can't stop
Don't care if I lose
Baby you are the weapon I choose
These wounds are self inflicted
I'm going down in flames for you
oohhh you are the weapon I choose
These wounds are self inflicted
One more thing I'm addicted to

At 19, Rose Tyler made a decision. She chose her weapon, even if she fell doing it, he would always be hers. There was no – one in the world who meant more to her than him; every atom of her existence had the word 'Doctor' written on them. He was that part of her that made her whole; that part that had always being missing despite her searching. The gap in-between her fingers that needed to be filled; that hole that had been there since she could remember, always aching like an old wound in the winter. And then the Doctor had flounced into her life- fixing it; fixing everything that she had ever yearned to be healed, and few more she hadn't even noticed needed to be. He had a hand over her heart and it was one that she never wanted to let go of. And every time- every single time- she fallen he had been there to catch her; with ease and a cheesy grin; just like she had hoped.

He was her weapon and that one more thing, just one more that she was addicted too.


Hope you enjoyed the chapter

More coming soon

R + R

Lizzle xx