The next day, which was also Wednesday (The Doctor hates being patient.), The Doctor came to pick Clara up for another adventure.

He stepped out of the TARDIS and walked up to Clara's door, knocked and stepped in. "Clara? Hello?" The Doctor closed the door and searched for Clara, who was usually sitting on the steps waiting for him. "Clara?!" He yelled up the steps.

Suddenly, Angie came down dressed in her sleepwear and her hair all messy. "Doctor?" She said before yawning. "What are you doing? It's four in the morning!"

The Doctor suddenly realised how dark it was outside and how almost no one was outside, "Ohh, that explains it... Sorry! Is Clara awake?"

Angie rolled her eyes, "No, but you can wake her if you want." Angie went back up the stairs, the Doctor following close behind. "Here, that's her room." With that, Angie left to go sleep.

The Doctor sighed and opened the door, "Clara?" He saw Clara sleeping peacefully on her bed and smiled. Deciding not to wake her, he sat on the bed beside her softly and observed her.

Her chest silently rose and fell as Clara breathed. Her hair was a bit messy but he thought she still looked as gorgeous as ever. The Doctor softly moved a piece of hair out of her face, accidentally waking Clara.

She fluttered her eyes open and looked up at him, "Doctor?" She softly whispered, stretching.

He grinned like a fool and nodded, "Hello." He kissed her forehead.

"What are you doing here? It's..." She looked at the clock, "Four thirty in the morning. " Clara smiled.

"It's Wednesday, and I guess the TARDIS brought me here a bit too early. Sorry... "The Doctor smiled.

Sitting up, Clara grinned sleepily, then gently kissed the Doctor on the cheek. "It's fine, if I had to wake up at 4am, I'd want to wake up to you." Clara cuddled The Doctor, making him lay down beside her. "Can we just lay here forever?" Clara cuddled into his chest and smiled contently.

"'Fraid not." He smiled, a bit nervous still about the fact that they where together. And still new to this 'dating' thing.

"You can sleep in the TARDIS though if you wanna go now." The Doctor cuddled her back and kissed the top of her head.

"How about we stay here today? " she smiled. "Artie and Angie are going to school all day and they both have plans with friends afterwards til about eight... C'mon. We could watch movies!" She grinned.

"Fine, then we'll stay here today. " The Doctor agreed happily.

Angie and Artie usually leave on the bus at eight, so they had four more hours left to kill. "Can I go back to sleep Doctor?" Clara yawned, "I didn't sleep much last night, my head hurt really bad."

"Of course, just act like I'm not even here." He smiled, cuddling her still. Clara smiled and buried her face in his chest, almost immediately falling into a deep sleep.

Later, they were woken by Angie, who found them in bed together and laughed. "Hey! Up up sleepy heads!" Angie yelled, shaking The Doctor out of bed and making him fall to the floor, "Oops sorry Doctor! Up up, Clara!"

"Oi! DON'T YELL!" She shouted, "I'm up!"

"Me and Artie are leaving now, the bus will be here any second! Bye!" Angie yelled and walked out of the room, to the bus.

"Bye!" Artie yelled, running past the door and running after Angie.

"Oh my stars!" She huffed, "Those kids drive me insane." Clara laughed, looking at The Doctor laying on the floor.

"Are your mornings always such chaos?" The Doctor asked, standing up and dusting his suit off.

"Yup." She stood up and fixed his bow-tie, "I really love your bow-tie." Clara smiled and grabbed his chin. She always loved it. And she always will.

"Thanks." He blushed. No one ever complimented his bow-tie.

"Breakfast?" Clara asked, slipping on one of her pink fuzzy robes.

"Sure." He smile and held her hand. 'Keep holding hands.'

They went downstairs and The Doctor sat at the counter as Clara rummaged through cabinets, drawers, and the fridge.

"Do you have fish fingers and custard?" The Doctor asked suddenly and Clara gave him an odd look.

"Fish fingers and custard? That is the oddest combination ever." She smiled. "I was going to make eggs and bacon though."

"Oh okay, that's fine, Clara, do that, I bet they will be superb!" The Doctor grinned and Clara grinned back at him. His face grew sad for a moment, thinking of the time Amy first made him fish fingers and custard. 'I miss Amelia' he thought to himself, using her full name. He shook the thought of Amy out of his head and directed his attention to the brunette who was frying eggs.

After they ate, Clara slipped into a pair of purple comfy sweat pants and a T-shirt.

"Doctor, don't you wanna wear something just a bit more comfortable?" Clara asked, looking at what he was wearing- his normal suit and bow-tie.

"Why? This is fine isn't it?" He looked down at what he was wearing. "Isn't it? I'll change if you want me too, bu-but I think it's fine..." He stuttered.

Clara giggled, putting a hand on his chest and patting, "Doctor, it's fine but I was just wondering if you're comfortable." She fixed his bow-tie again, that damn thing seemed to always get messed up.

"No, I'm fine." The Doctor grinned and kissed the top of her head.

Clara smiled, "Okay." She kissed his cheek. "What film do you think we should watch? I have 'Big Fish', 'Les Miserables', which is one of my favourites, and 'The Notebook'. Which one do you wanna watch?" She smiled and held up three DVD cases.

The Doctor shrugged, "I've never heard of any of them before so, whichever. I don't mind. Pick your favorite." He smiled.

"Okay, then The Notebook it is then!" She nearly jumped with excitement. "This movie will have you swimming in your own tears!" Clara smiled at the thought of The Doctor crying over a movie.

"Why would you want to do that? Don't you want to be happy? Do things that make you happy? I do not understand your lot!" The Doctor make a face of confusion, and threw his hands in the air.

Clara simply laughed and put the DVD in the DVD player and went to make popcorn. "Do you like butter with your popcorn, Doctor?" Clara called from the kitchen.

"Yes! And salt, lots of salt." He sat on the couch, laid down, and stretched his legs.

After about three minutes, Clara came back in with a very large bowl of popcorn.
Clara smiled and sat beside him -after, of course, he moved his legs- cuddling up to him a bit. She popped a piece of popcorn into her mouth then offered The Doctor a piece. He opened his mouth and she put the popcorn in his mouth. He chuckled and ate the piece.
"Okay, ready?" She asked, the remote in her left hand, ready to press play. He nodded and the movie started to play.

By the end of the movie, the Doctor's face was covered in tears, and so was Clara's. Also, Clara was snuggled up to the Doctor on the couch, just happy to be beside him.
The movie ended and the Doctor was quick to wipe up the tears, but Clara still saw. She found it cute that he cried over it.

"Aw, Doctor, are you crying?" Clara giggled.

The Doctor sniffled and wiped his face, "I most certainly am not!" He sniffed again. Clara just laughed and kissed his cheek.

"How about a walk?" The Doctor suggested, taking Clara's hand and jumping up.

Clara jumped up as well, smiling when he squeezed her hand. "Sure! I need to change first." she laughed, looking down at the sweats she was wearing.

"Oh! You look fine!" The Doctor insisted.

"It will only take five minutes!" She smiled and ran up the stairs, leaving The Doctor to wait for her.

About fifteen minutes later Clara came down the steps wearing jeans and a yellow blouse with a black jacket as well as black boots. "Okay! I'm ready now!" Clara smiled and held The Doctors hand as he looked at her.

"You look absolutely lovely, Clara." The Doctor kissed her cheek then opened the door.

"Thank you, Doctor." Clara blushed.

They then left the house and walked to the nearby park.