AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello! This is one of the entries in River's diary. There will be more, but this is the first one! I'd love to know what you think so PLEASE review! And ideas for the collection of these little one-shot's are always welcome, so feel free to drop me a line and give me an idea and I'll write a chapter for you and dedicate it to you as well! :D I hope you enjoy it, I imagine a very young River here, in her early twenties. Please R&R! :)
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ENTRY ONE: First Kiss, Last Kiss.
Entry One: The Doctor kissed me for the first time. I was young back then and he was my best friend, so I had no idea what he was doing and why he was doing it. But strangely, I liked it.
"Look there you go! Proof!" He exclaimed, wandering over and slumping onto the console room sofa next to me, holding the text book open and pointing to a particular paragraph.
"Oh yeah! It really was you!" I laughed, my eyes scanning the words quickly.
He closed the big black history book, which made the thin coat of dust explode into the air, setting the Doctor off in a small coughing fit. I reached out to rub his back to stop him from chocking and spluttering. He smiled and laughed when he finished coughing a few minutes later and I stopped rubbing in small circles and patted him twice on the back, leaving my hand resting there. He shifted so he was looking right into my eyes. He had beautiful eyes, big and brown and sparkling under the TARDIS lights, with the ability to draw you in without even thinking about it.
"So, um..." I coughed deliberately, clearing my throat and averting my eyes away from his, trying to relieve some of the tension that was building between us. "You were friends with Marilyn Monroe"
"Yes, well, no. Sort of..." He laughed, flapping his arms about. "But it was a big mix up..."
He trailed off when he saw me smiling, my eyebrows raised and a look of disbelief written on my face. He knew that I wasn't that interested, so he didn't bother to explain it in any further detail, plus the story was a little embarrassing and he knew I'd only laugh, despite my best efforts to contain it. He smiled in return and leaned in closer to me. I could already feel the tension between us rising again and my breathing rate become shallower as he leaned closer and closer.
"River..." He whispered breathlessly, pulling my bottom lip down gently with his thumb, before gazing deep into my eyes.
I caught my breath and before I knew it he was kissing me, his lips caressing mine tenderly. He was my best friend and my parent's best friend too. I'd known him ever since I was born, it should have felt wrong, it should have been awkward and strange but it wasn't. It was pleasurable and felt right in every single way. He kissed me lovingly for about a minute or two, with me kissing back. He was initiating all the kisses and pushing me gently backwards, I could tell he wanted more passion, but he knew I was uneasy. I suddenly pulled back, out of his reach, my face flushing a scarlet red. He noticed this and his face fell. I took a deep breath and let it out shakily, ready to question him about it. It hadn't been unpleasant, not at all, but I needed to know why he'd done it.
"Um..." I began, but seeing that he was now avoiding eye contact with me by looking down at the floor I didn't want to make him feel any more embarrassed.
"No, it's ok. I know what you're going to say" He muttered, still avoiding my gaze.
"No, you don't" I whispered, tilting his head upwards so he was looking directly at me. I smiled comfortingly, trying to reassure him that everything was all fine. He responded with a faint smile, the corners of his mouth creeping into a small smile.
"Sorry" He replied faintly, his beautiful voice barely audible to me anymore.
"Don't be" I smiled, suddenly all giddy as I bit down on my bottom lip.
"But I..."
"Shut up, just let me try something"
He frowned at me, confused that I was so fine with it all. I could tell what he was thinking, so I answered him, but not with words. I moved towards him again, my hands resting on his cheeks as I leaned in to kiss him. He was shocked at what I was doing, but quickly he relaxed into it. Before long he pulled away again, this time with a huge grin. I smiled flirtatiously, biting down on my bottom lip saucily again. Before he pounced on me again, his lips crashing into mine, his tongue finding its way to meet with mine, as he pushed me down onto the sofa below him, straddling me and gently pinning down my arms with his knees as he kissed and kissed and kissed. His soft lips caressing mine lovingly, his eyes sparkling as they were filled with happiness and love. My arms escaped his restrain as I broke free from his grip and my hands ran up and down his back before running through his mop of lush brown hair and gripping onto it. I pushed my hands into the back of his neck and pulled him down closer to me, his body pressed right up against mine on the couch. I rested my hands on his cheeks and stroked them gently. I had no idea that this could feel so right. His hands around my body, holding me close, his lips on mine kissing me romantically, I felt safe. I could have stayed there with him forever.
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