Authors note: Hi guys! So I haven't update in a while! But here it is chapter four!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters I'm just borrowing them ;)
Chapter Four
Someone I Used to Know
"As we sway to the rhythm of love"
Clara swore she heard two hearts beating from John. Maybe it was just her imagination. Maybe she was just missing him too much. She thought of the Doctor and started crying then John came in with a tray of tea.
He saw she was crying and felt awkward but she noticed him and he came in and sat on her bed. He cupped the side of the face to cheer her up again something very doctorish. She smiled sadly. How did John know I liked tea? "How did you know I liked tea?" she asked holding the cup of peppermint to her lips. The sharp smell of peppermint hit against her nose.
"Lucky guess," he smiled lying down on her bed. "Are you writing?".
She saw the paper and books scattered across her bed. She nodded she was writing a letter to Amy.
"Letters to a friend I made when I went out. Her name is Amy do you know her?".
He sat in concentrated thought and a sad smile came over his face. A smile that was so familiar to Clara. Her hand grabbed his hand and said "Are you alright? Your sad?".
"How did you know?" he asked.
"I always know" she smiled.
"I'm fine," he lied. "How did you meet her?".
Clara said Amy was the woman in the shop who told her to buy the black dress. Amy had ginger hair with a light blue blouse with her red ginger hair rolled back in curls. Amy gave Clara her number Clara didn't recognize her at first then she once remembered the TARDIS had shown her a picture of Amy.
She was having lunch with Amy that afternoon. John left Clara to finish her letter and sighed sharply as he closed the door. Clara got dressed, she said goodbye to John to meet up with Amy to have coffee.
"So why are stuck here in the 1940's why not just leave?"
"He told me he was running from something. He didn't tell me what it was. I'm afraid he doesn't trust me enough to know. He turned human so now he thinks he's John Smith".
"I wish he can see us but he can't," Amy said sadly drinking her coffee.
"Cause of the paradox?" Clara asked.
"He told you?" Amy asked. Her face grew with concern. "How upset was he?"
"He sulked for a year in his TARDIS. Met me in Victorian London".
"You're soufflé girl?" Amy asked laughing. "But you- you died!".
"I saved him by stepping inside his time stream, me scattered across time and space. Dying for him and always told me my Victorian self kissed him".
Amy choked on her coffee from laughing. "Every companion has kissed him Clara, you weren't the only one".
It was Clara's turn to laugh so she asked "So you kissed him?".
Amy laughed and sighed into her hand hiding the laughter.
Clara wondered how she was going to tell John this. So she made up a lie even though it killed her to lie to him. Before going to her room he said "Clara-".
"Yes John?".
"Do you ever think of me?".
"What do you mean?" she asked. "Not all of the time but yes, occasionally".
He just smiled putting his hands into his pockets walking away quietly chuckling to himself. He just left her confused leaving her to wonder what he was going to say before he got to nervous.
When Clara woke up she smelled breakfast, the strong smell of eggs carried upstairs. She wrote a letter to the Doctor to tell him how John acted then she started to think it wasn't such a good idea. Tell the Doctor that she liked John as more than just friends. She even wondered if the Doctor read any letters.
She heard John come upstairs he opened her door and came towards her and lifted her chin to kiss her. Surprised she kissed him back, she looked at him when he stopped eyes beckoning him to kiss her again. She caressed his face and looked at John's eyes holding that gaze he stepped back "Clara, I- um- I love you. I lost you twice I don't want to lose you again". She heard the Doctor once again speaking through John. If it was John or the Doctor she didn't care either way hoping the Doctor won't remember this. "I love you, too". He hugged her tightly like the Doctor does, she nestled her head in his shoulder and said "Clara, my Clara". Clara kissed him again as he traced his hands through his hair. She lead him upstairs when he pressed her against the wall and kissed her neck. She laughed and he laughed to, both mutually amazed at what they felt and what was happening. Clara reached for the door knob to her room behind her as John was too busy at kissing her. "We should go to my room," she suggested..
"We'll sort this out later," he said and then kissed her again her red lips were like an addiction. He brushed his lips against hers.
"Are you alright?" she asked kissing the hand that was holding her face. "Lets talk about this tomorrow".
He nodded.
"Yeah," she said softly. He left slowly as if enjoy the moment that has just passed between them. The new found sensation of locked lips against hers.
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