A/N: Hello all! I hope you enjoy this! I hope to update every two to three days! This is the slight back story:
Rose Tyler had known John Smith for nearly her whole life. They had been best friends since primary school and knew just about everything about each other. People constantly asked if they were a couple. Their response was a laugh and no. This broke Rose's heart every time because she was completely in love with him. He had made it clear several times that the where just friends. Now that they were out of school. He had gone off to teach physics at the university they both graduated from. Rose was being sent to America by her father, Pete, head and founder of Vitex, to do some marketing. Something Rose could really care less about but she had plans with her father to one day take over the business.
Chapter 1: The Beginning
Rose walked up the steps to John's flat. She was on her way to the airport and wanted to say goodbye. She got to the door and knocked. The door opened and John's annoying, stuck up girlfriend, Reinette, answered.
"Is John in?" Rose asks.
"Yeah, why?" Reinette pressed with obvious bitterness in her voice.
"Cause I wanna say bye." Rose says trying hard to be polite.
"Who's at the door?" a familiar voice says from inside the flat.
"It's Rose." Reinette says to John before Rose can says anything.
John appears at the door in seconds.
"Hello Rose!" he says happily. "Come in."
"I actually have to leave. I'm heading for the airport." Rose says. John's face drops.
"Oh, right." he says sadly.
"Yeah," Rose says, giving him a sad smile. "Stay in touch."
Rose then turns quickly in order to avoid any argument with Reinette and starts walking away.
"Rose wait!" John exclaims running after her, leaving the door. He catches her just as she's about to go down the stairs. Rose turns around and is enveloped into a hug by John.
"Have fun in America." he whispers in her ear.
"I will," Rose breathes, letting go of John.
"Bye," he says releasing her.
"Bye," she replies waving slightly.
She walks back downstairs and gets into her car. From upstairs, John watches her car drive off before going back into his flat.
oOoOo Three Years Later oOoOo
Rose sat down with a bowl of cereal and her tea. She was living in Boston. Her mobile chirped and she picked it up, not bothering to look at the caller.
"Hello?" she asks.
"Rose?" a familiar voice asks.
"J-John?" she asks surprised.
"Yeah. Hello" he says, awkwardly.
"It's been three bloody years!" she yells into her phone. "Not so much as a text, call, or letter!"
"I know! I know! I'm sorry!" he exclaims.
"I've tried to call you, I don't know how many times!" she exclaims frustratedly.
"I'm sorry," he says quietly. There is an awkward pause before Rose speaks.
"What's up?" she asks, still frustrated with him.
"I'm- em- I'm inviting you." he says, awkwardly.
"To what?" she asks.
"To my- umm- wedding." he mumbles.
There is a bit of silence.
"Who-who are you marrying?" she asks shocked.
"Reinette," he says happily.
"Right. Right." Rose says a little saddened. "When's the wedding?"
"We haven't set a date yet, but I wanted to tell you 'cause you're in America." John explains.
"Right." Rose says, still shocked
Then over the phone Rose hears Reinette and sighs. She listens as Reinette takes John's phone and him protesting.
"One sec. John." Reinette says to John. "We're gonna have some girl talk."
There is then a closing of a door.
"Okay, listen here Rose." Reinette starts and Rose once again sighs in frustration. "I don't like you. I don't like the fact that John has spent most of his life with his best friend being a chav. You're not going to our wedding."
"Right. That really isn't in your control whether or not I go. I don't like you either. John is too nice to see through you but I can." Rose states calmly. "Now I have to go to work."
"You don't have a job. You're just sucking up daddy's money." Reinette spats. Rose can't help but chuckle a little bit. The irony was too funny to ignore.
"Give John my best," Rose says, before hanging up.
She sets her mobile down and gets up, washing her dishes. She then starts packing up the rest of her things. Her father had asked her to come back to London to start to slowly take over the business. Although America was great, she couldn't wait to go back home to her family and friends.
oOoOo A Week Later oOoOo
Rose follows the landlord up the stairs to the flat she was looking at. It was in John's building. Maybe not his building anymore. The landlord brought Rose to the second floor and opened the door. It was a reasonable price and was quite lovely.
The flat was small, but the perfect size for one to two people. Rose walked around the flat a little bit. Once she entered, there was the kitchen to the right with a small island separating the kitchen from the entry. To her right, there was a coat closet and pantry. The living room was in front of the entry. There was enough space for a couch, love seat, and a television. Between the kitchen and the living room, there was the door to the bedroom and bathroom. Once through the bedroom door, there was the bathroom to the right.
"I'll take it." Rose says, to the landlord as she exits the bedroom.
"Alright," the landlord nods, taking out papers.
oOoOoOoOo
Rose brought the last box upstairs to her new flat. Her mum was there helping unpack in the flat.
"There you are sweetheart!" her mum says. "I was beginning to worry."
"I'm fine. I was just talking to Micks." Rose says, setting down the box on the counter.
There was then a knock on the door that was still open. Both Rose and Jackie turn to see John and Reinette who were holding flowers.
"Rose?" he asks shocked to see her.
"Hi," Rose says, walking over to the two.
"What are you doing in London?" he asks.
"Dad brought me back. I'm starting to take over part of the company on Monday." Rose explains.
"That's awesome!" he exclaims.
"We brought flowers." Reinette says bitterly, shoving the flowers at Rose.
"Thank you very much," Rose says trying to keep a happy composer.
"How come you chose here?" Reinette asks.
"Out of all the flats I looked at it was cheap and nice." Rose explains, shrugging.
"You knew John and I were living here." Reinette states rather rudely.
"Actually I didn't." Rose says. "I would have thought you'd moved from this place as it is so cheap."
"Right!" John says, breaking the tension. "Let's go. Nice to see you Rose, Jackie."
John then leaves and goes back to his flat.
"Stay away from John." Reinette says acidly. "He. Is. Mine."
Then she turns around and walks away. Rose shuts the door and looks at her mother.
"She's such a- oh my god," Rose says frustrated. "I've lost my best friend."