Hello people this is Elevensbowtie here. This chapter is meant to be quite a big step in the story however I'm not good at writing stories so if it seems like it's written badly then I'm really sorry but I hope you just get the picture of what's happening if you don't understand what I've actually written. Elevensbowtie out.
Chapter 2:
The party was in full swing and The Doctor was on his 5th shot. I walked over to the table and took a swig of vodka out of the bottle. It turns out that I have a very good stomach for alcohol and can drink rather a lot without getting drunk. Well that's what I thought anyway.
After about 3 glasses of champagne and half a bottle of wine I started to feel a bit dizzy. I looked over at The Doctor to see if he was ready to go home yet but when I looked he has had a ginger first year girl kissing him with his arms around her waist. I spun round as fast as I could so I wasn't looking at them any more. Tears started to form in my eyes but blinked them away. I wouldn't let myself cry because of a boy I like was kissing another girl. I looked over again and he has his lips pressed against her neck and his arms around her waist still. I took another drink to drown the pain and it started to work.
I tried not to think about the ginger girl for the rest of the night and decided to get as drunk as possible to try and forget it all.
The whole 'don't think about The Doctor or the ginger girl' plan was going great until about 3 in the morning when I saw her kissing another boy with brown hair and a long nose. I stood there for about ten seconds trying to make sure it was actually her. It was. I had to tell The Doctor. He had the right to know if some girl is cheating on him at the same party only hours after they met. I walked around for fifteen minutes until I saw The Doctor hanging out by the drinks table.
'Clara ! I'm so happy Clara I met this girl and she is so nice and pretty and her name is Amy. How nice is that name! And her eyes are the nicest colour. I could stare at them all day and still not get bored. Wow I just. Hmm' He sighed loudly with a grin on his face. I had to tell him but I knew it would make him really upset. Especially when he was so drunk. I took a deep breath in and out.
'Doctor I have to tell you something. The ginger girl, Amy, um I saw her with another guy. Kissing.' I waited for a sad face but instead I got an angry one.
'What?!' He looked angry but his voice sounded confused and hurt.
'Upstairs there's a boy with brown hair and a long nose and they were both together. Kissing.' My voice shook as I spoke in sorrow for him and myself. I wanted to tell him that he's worth so much more than her. That he would find someone else who would truly love him. Someone like me. But I could't.
'No! You're lying! Why, why would she do that?' His face seemed a lot more upset now. My heart was pounding. He needed to know the truth.
'Doctor I'm not lying I promise I just want you to be happy.' I said, and then instantly regretted it.
'Really? You want me to be happy do you? Because that's not what it seems like right now.' He started to raise his voice.
'I just dont want you to get hurt' I shouted back at him
'Then stop trying to hurt me! You don't really care do you? Do you? How much do you really care about someone other than yourself. How much do you really care about me?!' He screamed. This had turned into a full on argument now.
'More than you will ever know! I care about you more than I could ever care about myself! Don't talk to me about not caring Doctor because I care about you more than I have ever cared about anyone I've ever met! I love you okay! Yeah I said it. I love you Doctor. I love the way your eyes twinkle when you smile and I love the way your laugh sounds. I love the way your nose scrunches up just before you sneeze like a rabbit and I love the way you can always cheer me up no matter the problem! I tried to stop you getting hurt and you blame me! Well maybe instead of blaming other people for your problems why don't you just accept it that you got something wrong! You never admit that you are wrong and it annoys me so much but I still love you because I'm the idiot who's fallen in love with her best friend.'
'You , love me?'
'Yes I love you!'
'I. I'm sorry I have to . I have to go.' His voice croaked and he spoke really quietly as he ran out of the party.
I wanted to go after him. I wanted to see if he was alright. I wanted to explain myself but I couldn't bring myself to moving. After five minutes I took the bottle of Jack Daniels and sat down in the corner of the lounge room. I sat there for at least half an hour just drinking and thinking about what just happened. I promised myself I wouldn't tell him. I promised myself I would never hurt him like that but I did. I ended up drinking the whole bottle and just lying against the wall. The next thing I remembered was being back in my bed.