So sorry I haven't updated for ages, I've had really bad writer's block recently and have also been very busy around Christmas and New Year. It makes me feel bad every day I don't update, I feel like I'm letting you guys down! :(

In this chapter there's a little bit from Sophie's point of view. I thought that we needed to get to know her character a little better. And sorry if there's a lot of rambling in this chapter. Hope you enjoy. Read on!


With a TV programme on in the background that neither me nor Sophie are actually paying any attention to, I leisurely scroll down Tumblr as I have been doing for the past twenty minutes. What do I do with my life? I have no lines to rehearse at the moment, or anything particularly interesting to do. Sophie lay on the other sofa, tapping away at her phone and occasionally smiling at the screen. I don't have to ask; I know she's texting Jake.

Opening another tab, I log onto Twitter. I haven't checked it for ages. Everyone's probably thinking that I've fallen off of the face of the Earth. But another thing that's worrying me is all of the awkward questions that I'll have to answer, that I don't particularly fancy answering. I come to the conclusion that for now I'll keep it a secret. I don't want to be hated on by an entire army of teenage girls.

I actually don't have that many interactions when I check; just a few 'Follow Friday''s and 'how was the convention?' type of stuff. I quickly type in a few rushed replies like 'it was amazing' and stuff. But as soon as people notice I'm on, I get a shitstorm of interactions.

Omg how are you Beth?

Whatcha been up to?

Did you ask Matt to marry you when you went to the convention?

Smirking, I decide to log off for now. Closing my laptop lid, I place it on the glass table beside me and look at my phone. 1 new message. From Matt (heart emoji)

A massive grin spreads its way across my face and I start squealing with delight, quickly unlocking my phone to read the message. Sophie looks up from her phone and looks at me quizzically.

"Text from Matt?"

I nod, my eyes scanning over the text.

Filming's almost over, it's been a long day today! Wanna go out tonight? Cinema, bowling, ice skating? Got all your things packed for tomorrow? Can't wait to see your beautiful face again 3 I thought that maybe we could do something together before we go. Love you lots xxxx -M

Of course I want to go somewhere with him. What could be better than a nice night out before we go away for a while?

"Oh my God, he's asked me to go out with him tonight!" I squeal happily, and Sophie looks up and smiles back at me. Then a thought hits me. "Hey... maybe it would be cool if we had a double date? You and Jake could come too. That would be cool. I'll ask him if you want."

The enthusiasm is literally glowing off of Sophie's face. "That would be awesome! I'll ask Jake and see if he's free."

I tap in a text to Matt and he replies almost instantly.

Of course, love, anything for you xxxx

"He said yes!" I look to Sophie, waiting for her answer.

"Jake's free tonight too. He asked where we're going. Do you have any idea where we could go? Has he mentioned anything?"

"He suggested the cinema, bowling or ice skating, although there's plenty of other options as well."

"I quite like the idea of ice skating. It sounds nice and romantic," Sophie says with a grin.

"Point," I nod, "OK, ice skating it is."

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We agreed to meet near the entrance of the giant outdoor skating rink. Matt had to leave early since it was quite a drive from the filming location, but we all arrived eventually in one piece. When he comes walking towards me, I squeal happily and leap up so my legs are wrapped around his waist, arms looped around his neck. My head buries itself in his shoulder, inhaling his scent. My eyelids flutter shut; he smells like heaven.

He hugs me close, resting his head in the crook of my neck, gently leaving a delicate kiss. After a while I leap down, beaming elatedly.

"I'm so happy to see you! I didn't think I'd be able to see you til tomorrow, and I've struggled to cope without you next to me."

"Ditto, a minute without my perfect girl is like a million years."

I smile and blush, leaning up to place a chaste kiss on his lips. When I pull away, he looks down at me as if to say, that's it?!

Knowing what he's thinking, I smirk and loop my arms around his neck, twining my fingers together and gazing up at him with a mischievous glint in my eye. His arms wrap around my waist and before either of us even have a chance to say a word, our lips are moving against each other with furious passion and love. I've missed his taste so much; the feeling of his tongue battling against mine. Now to feel that again makes me the happiest person in the world.

He places a hand on the small of my back and pulls me closer to him, the contact causing my body to tingle with need for him. My hands slowly move up into his hair, the feeling of the soft silky strands causing the nerves in my hands to set alight; he is so perfect.

"Come on, you two! The tickets'll be sold out if you don't stop trying to snog each others' faces off!" Sophie yells, her hand held tightly in Jake's.

We break apart reluctantly, panting for breath. Smiling, we interlink our fingers and begin to walk towards Sophie and Jake, who are already walking towards the entrance a good twenty metres ahead of us. They're chatting rather animatedly to each other.

"I like this," I begin, looking up to his perfect face which stares back down at me. "There's barely anyone about; just the two of us alone, almost. The ice rink looks almost empty. This is going to be such a romantic last night in England."

"Yeah, there's barely anyone around. Plenty of space for just the two of us; and Sophie and Jake of course."

"They can bugger off, we need some space," I declare jokingly, and he lets out a breathy chuckle. I love his laugh, it's fucking adorable.

"About right there, love. We need lots of space and a soundproof room."

I giggle at his innuendo, lightly nudging him with my elbow. "That'll have to wait, I'm afraid. No matter how much I'd love to do that with you right now, kissing will just have to do for the moment."

"Like this?" He steps in front of me and slips his arms around my waist, pulling me flush against him and smacking his lips into mine. I giggle with surprise, returning the kiss with just as much passion. He ends up pinning me against the door of the entrance, pressing every inch of his body against mine. My hands smooth up and down his chest, as his rest on my bottom, cheekily giving it a quick squeeze. I yelp with surprise, and hear him chuckle against my lips as we break apart, foreheads pressed together.

"We better get going, your friends'll get angry otherwise," Matt whispers to me, his breath tickling my swollen lips. He gives me a quick peck on the lips before gripping my hand and walking inside.

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Sophie's POV

With my free hand I brush a strand of chocolate brown hair that has blown in front of my face whilst we were skating. My other hand was occupied; tightly holding onto Jake's. Jake was perfect: he had an amazing sense of humour and always made me laugh, he had cute black hair and a fringe that was grown to just below his eyebrows. His eyes were a piercing blue, like two sparkling stars. He was intelligent, but sometimes a little dorky. That's what I liked most about him: his personality.

It seemed fate had brought us together, I met him at the convention like Beth did with Matt. I actually didn't think it would last that long because we'd never met before that encounter, I thought it would just turn out to be a quick fling that would end because we lived too far away from each other. In fact that wasn't the case. We lived only an hour away from each other, which wasn't that much considering that people from all over the place came to the convention.

In a way I was jealous of Beth, but Jake made up for most of that. He wasn't a celebrity; he didn't have thousands of girls lusting over him. He was a normal person. And a rather nice one too.

And best of all, he liked me for the way I was. So far we'd had very few arguments; most of them were petty scraps that ended with an apologetic kiss afterwards. He was perfect for me.

Beth and I had practically grown up together. We'd been best friends since the first year of primary school and our friendship has blossomed ever since. We were the type of friends who cut themselves off from everyone else and stayed in the company of each other. Sometimes people thought we were lesbians because we were so close. That can either be seen as good or bad...

Our obsession for Doctor Who started when we were at uni and we got bored of studying all the time, so we flicked through the channels and found a decent programme. We've been avid watchers since the very first 'new' series in 2005. I kept teasing Beth when she told me she had a slight crush on David Tennant, and she used to tell me to piss off all the time. But when Matt became the Doctor, poor David was almost forgotten as he became her latest obsession.

We were probably the most childish adults in the entire world. We acted like teenagers. Not many adults had their posters covered in posters of Doctor Who, Sherlock, Merlin and Matt Smith posters... we were such teen fangirls sometimes. On the internet we spent hours scrolling down Google Images looking at pictures of him and sobbing with the feels when we saw pictures of emotional episodes like Doomsday. We read and wrote fanfiction. I swear both of us literally stopped ageing at 15.

The worst thing was that the Ponds were leaving this year. I kept wondering to myself how they were going to get killed off... maybe they'd decide that they wanted to go back to their normal lives? I kind of hoped that because I really didn't want them to die. I didn't want another one of those mega-feels episodes when all you do is sit on your sofa and sob into a pillow, screaming 'MOFFAT!'. He'd already killed Sherlock by making him jump off a building, and that was bad enough. I don't think I could deal with another tragic death which ended up in someone standing over their grave and telling them what a good person they were and how much they would miss them. It made me sob thinking about it. I'd tried hinting to Beth if she could ask Matt anything, but according to her he wouldn't say a word about it. That or he'd told her to keep it to herself.

What made me really envious about their relationship was the way they looked at each other like there was no one else around apart from the pair of them. They gazed so lovingly at each other, with such true love and adoration, it was truly beyond me. I guessed that Jake and I did that too, but with them, it was like they meant the world to each other. Also, they literally couldn't keep their hands off of each other for more than a few seconds. Every time I turned to look at them they were either snogging or chatting quite flirtatiously in a corner. I guess I felt glad for my best friend in a way; she had the man of her dreams and he loved her just as much as she loved him, and when she was happy so was I. She was like my other half and I felt good for her.

At least I wasn't lonely. That would've been a thousand times worse. I had Jake. All of this felt so romantic; the stars in the sky twinkling brightly, like little lights on a giant black sheet. The lights of the buildings around us gave the rink a warm glow, and the calm music playing made me relax.

At the moment, Jake and I were skating around in circles around the rink. We were just on loop and chatting about the most random things. I liked this, just the pair of us talking together. Jake kept hinting that I should come to his and meet his parents, and how they'd love to get to know me. I told him that I might be able to come sometime soon, maybe when Beth was in Spain and I was alone. Then maybe he could come to ours and we'd have the house all to ourselves.

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Beth's POV

This was so romantic. I felt completely at peace with my mind; I was so relaxed and in perfect company. We'd been skating around, listening to the tranquil music serenading us in the background. Whilst we skated we talked about what we were going to do in Spain, and Matt described to me the hotels where we were staying. For the first few days we got to spend it beside a beach, to give the crew time to set up all the sets and get the equipment ready for filming. During those days we'd basically get to spend them on the beach, chilling out and getting a nice tan. The hotel we were staying in wasn't that bad; it was a four star which was actually quite reasonable for a few days. Matt had made sure we got a nice big room with a double bed, which I was more than happy about.

But the thing I was dreading most was the flight. I've always hated flying, no matter how much everyone tries to convince that it is in fact more likely to have a car crash than a plane crash. I don't know why, but I just hate aeroplanes. It's damn freaky, being ten thousand metres in the air or something ridiculous like that. Luckily this time I'll have Matt beside me to comfort me if I have a panic attack or anything.

My thoughts were abruptly disrupted as my lips were now pressed against his, as we kissed in the middle of the ice rink. It was so late now that only us two, along with Sophie and Jake and one other couple occupied the entire ice rink. We almost literally had the entire thing to ourselves.

Eventually my eyelids were starting to droop, and I was feeling rather sleepy. We'd have to get up quite early tomorrow, so it was best if I got some sleep. I actually got so tired at one point that I'd tripped over my own feet, but luckily Matt was there to catch me, scooping me into his arms.

He looked as if he was starting to get a little tired too, so we agreed to start to head back. Sophie and Jake agreed that they thought it was about time to go too, so we began to head back. The only thought that reassured me when Matt had to leave was that I was going to see him tomorrow morning. It wouldn't be much longer til we were away from boring, rainy England and sunning together on the hot, sunny beaches of Spain.


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