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Oh, a new story. This is will be Doctor/Rose at first but will end up Jack/Rose.
I was inspired after listening to Heartbreak Girl by 5 Seconds Of Summer. Omg if you like them please PM me. We can be frieendds3
Love you guys x
The phone calls always had a habit of coming late.
Jack looked up from re-watching Friends (right, so maybe he had a sort of thing for Monica) and sighed. He knew who it was, of course he did.
He slowly got up, wishing he could just stay buried under the blankets. But of course he wanted to help her, he always did.
Rrrring. Rrring.
"Oh shut up," he snapped, picking up the red phone. "Hello?"
"Jack?" The wavering voice asked.
He sighed. He was right, of course he was.
"Hey Rose. What did he do this time?"
She burst into more tears, telling him how her boyfriend had come home late, smelling like Chanel and having a lipstick stain on his shirt.
Jack wrinkled his nose. He hated Rose's boyfriend, hated him. He was prestigious and arrogant and just bad. He called himself 'the Doctor' and was generally a prick.
And this had nothing to do with the fact he was hopelessly in love with Rose.
"Oh Rose, I'm so sorry," he murmured. And he was, he was sorry. He was sorry Rose was always hurt by her arsehole of a boyfriend's antics, that she was always left crying. He hated her crying. He hated her being anything than happy, with her tongue between her teeth and wide beaming smile and chocolate eyes dancing.
"You're such a good friend, Jack," she sniffled.
His heart clenched. Would she ever see? See that he had loved her for years? That he didn't want to be a friend?
But no.
She was Rose, his heartbreak girl. Her heart was always breaking and by breaking, so was his.
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lol kay. So that was the prolouge :) tell me what you think?
