This Is The Story of How I Died

by Otto-Antiporda

Planet Earth. This is where I was born. The first nineteen years of my life, nothing happened. Nothing at all. And then I met a man called the Doctor. And he took me away from home in his magical machine. He showed me the whole of time and space. I thought it would never end... But then came the Army of Ghosts, Torchwood, and the war. This is the story of how I died.

So this is my first official story/one shot… heh I've tried making stories before but that didn't work out… so I thought it would be easier to write a one shot!

Anywho I wrote this in study hall today, and I got the idea from a gif on tumblr, so hope you guys like it!

"I love you."

His hologram was slowing getting harder to see at this point signifying that it was almost time for him to go.

I remember the first time I ever met this brilliant man, and the first word he ever said to me will forever be etched into my memories.

'Run.'

And run we did.

All across the universe through all of time and space, hand-in-hand we ran.

I thought it would never end.

But then came the Army of Ghosts, Torchwood, and the war. That's when it ended, The Doctor and I No More.

"Quite right too…"

I looked at him through my tear clouded eyes waiting for him to continue and wishing that it wouldn't be end of us both for him to finally say it.

"Oh Rose Tyler…"

I know he loves me.

Have known for a long time now.

He hasn't said it verbally, (superior Time Lordyness and all that) but the way he looks at me when he thinks I'm not looking, or when we do hold hands and that spark that ignites between us.

He's never had to say it out loud, because actions speak louder than words… right?

"If only there was someone out there who loved you too."

And with that he disappeared.

My names Rose Tyler and this is the story of how I died.