It was love at first sight, or first sound, if you like.

You see, the first thing I heard was her silver laughter in the playground on our first day of primary school. It sounded like tinkling sleigh bells and wind chimes- believe me, it was (and still is) the most amazing sound I've ever heard. She already had a group of best friends around her and she was in the middle, chuckling with her friends.

I clearly remember that it was a sunny day, because as the sun shone it lit up her red hair, making it look like it was on fire and I could feel the warmth from her already. I had no friends going into the school- I was a good-for-nothing loser with a big nose. Despite my unattractive appearance she noticed me straight away too and walked over to me. I can still remember the first words she said to me:

"I like you. Let's be friends."

Naturally, I agreed because I honestly couldn't think of a word to say- I was too dazzled by her that I was speechless.

And that's the story of how I fell in love with Amelia Pond.

But, you see, I grew jealous. One afternoon she was talking normally then the next she was going on and on about this doctor. And I wasn't part of it. I suppose it was silly that I was jealous of who I now know is a wonderful man, but one niggling part of me was just crying for her to stop and to pay attention to me.

Because I was the one that followed her around every day, not caring whether I was home late for tea or whether my parents shouted at me. Not caring if everyone laughed at me when I got the answer wrong because I was staring at her beautiful face. Not caring that I got a detention when my homework was late because I did hers for her and didn't get time for my own. Not caring that I had no other friends except her and Mel.

Not caring that I didn't look at any other girl because I feared that if I took my eyes off her for one second the she'd fly away with her raggedy doctor and she'd be gone forever.

Yet I did- I looked away for one night and he ruined it all. He took her away in time and space and showed her things that I can never show to her. She said she'd rescued a whale from outer space and given hope to the greatest painter alive. And I can't give those things to her. She loved it-she really did. The Doctor in his little blue box. Her Raggedy Man. The imaginary friend- who I thought wasn't real for so many years but went along with it anyway- came to take her away.

Yet here I am, waiting for Amy. Yet again. I need to remember her otherwise I'll forget why I'm waiting in this idiotic Roman outfit outside a box, told to guard it until I see them again. They say I'll wait a thousand years- maybe two thousand guarding her. It's a long time- not that I mind- it's just that I fear I may lose my mind.

I hear a loud thump coming from the ground. I stay stock-still. And another.

It seems like someone is trying to punch their way up from under the ground. I draw the sword from my belt and take stance, preparing myself for some one-eyed monster or an ugly giant or a big, fat, hairy-

It's a little boy. I watch as he stumbles out of the hole he made. Behind him he drags a small rucksack and a spade. A rock sticks out in his way but he doesn't swerve- he trips over it and lands face down. After a few seconds he quickly comes to his knees. His hands automatically stretch out in front of him and I realise he's blind.

"Where is everyone? Jade? Grace? Carl?... Someone answer me please. Someone help me."

I feel a pang of sympathy for this poor lost boy and kneel down to get to his level and steady his arms so that he knows I'm here.

"Keep away from me. Who are you? You're one of them aren't you? Another one of them. Keep away. Don't come near me," he shouts. He must be so scared so I try to put myself in his shoes. What would I want to hear right now?

"What's the matter?" Well done, Sherlock! Obviously he's traumatised and hurt and scared. You could at least comfort him!

"Get away from me!" I knew it wasn't a smart move, but now I need to protect this vulnerable little child from harm. I try and put on my most friendly voice:

"I'm a friend; I won't hurt you. I want to help you." I use this technique when the children on the wards won't have an injection. You are their friend, not their enemy.

"I don't know. I don't know you." He still doesn't trust me, but he needs to to be safe. I just need to play my cards right.

"I'm Rory. There now, I'm not a stranger anymore, am I? What's your name?"

"Matthew," he says grudgingly.

"Matthew. What a cool name. So, now that we know each other, why don't you tell me what happened?" There. I'm in. I think he trusts me, but would I trust anyone if I was blind? Probably not.

"My friends. I can't find them." I need more information, so I can help:

"Who are your friends?"

We were in our cavern under the ground where we thought it was safe from the Baspiels. But there was an explosion and fire and smoke. I tried to cry out but the smoke was choking me.I couldn't breathe. Then rocks from the roof began to fall. I was so frightened. Then I felt a bag and spade being shoved into my hands and a strange man shout something to me. So I did what I was a lways taught to do- dig. But I dug upwards and then... I don't know what to do. My friends... I must find them. I must! Before..." He trails off and breaks down. I hold him in my arms for a while before speaking to him.

"It's alright. Everything's going to be alright. I'll help you find your friends. Please trust me." He pulls away, rubbing his eyes.

"I can't trust you. I can't trust anyone anymore. Not even myself. Those Baspiels have turned everything upside down." What Baspiels? Another hidden danger maybe? I have to protect Amy. But the boy needs to find his friends. I can't leave her side can I? I need to find out more.

"I know, but you're not safe here. See this box?" I gesture at the Pandorica. "If you're near that you'll always be safe." He seems to be loosening up a bit more. "But we can't look now. We'll wait until the morning and look then. Don't worry, Matthew. You're safe with me."

We spread out a sheet from his back pack on the floor and lie down. He immediately falls asleep so I have to stay on guard duty. Again. How I wish Amy was with me to keep me company. I feel so alone.