Disclaimer: I own nothing :(
Note: Takes place after Amy's Choice. I wrote this while listening to the Fray's "Happiness"
I love him, I love him, I love him.
He was perfect for her- caring, loyal, loving.
He was always there for her. He was trustworthy. He didn't think she was mad. He kept her grounded. He …
He was…boring.
Rory Williams, her childhood best friend. Well, her only friend actually. He was her other half.
Her fiancé.
And she chose him. Not…not that bow-tie wearing mad man.
But Amy had a secret, one she kept hidden from everyone, even herself.
…She always loved bow-ties.
No, no she didn't.
No. She. Did. Not
I love him, I love him, I love him.