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Chapter 10

"Seriously?" the Doctor looked up from his ticket and straight into Missy's sneering face.

His friend simply shrugged. "You said you'd treat me to something nice. This is nice. And I've warned you that you wouldn't like the movie."

Damn right he didn't like it. Out of all the good films they were currently showing Missy had to pick the one cheesy chick flick.

"You'll live," Missy tried to cheer him up with a friendly pat on the back, "Besides, you might get some ideas for-"

"Shush!" the Doctor hushed her instantly when his eyes fell on a familiar figure waiting by a door.

Clara.

Clara was here and she spotted him right at that moment. A smile spread over her face, but that only lasted until her eyes had wandered from him to Missy. What should he do? Should he say hello? Of course he should.

"Doctor, there's a woman staring at us. I suppose you are going to introduce us?" Missy tore him out of his thoughts, speaking loud enough for Clara to hear.

"Uhm, hi Clara," he blurted out, sounding a little nervous. He hadn't expected to see her here and he hadn't expected to have to introduce her to Missy.

"Oh, you're the new colleague and his former student," Missy beamed at Clara and instantly reached for Clara's hand to shake, "I'm Missy. The Doctor has told me a lot about you."

Clara looked somewhere between startled and confused. "Hi," she replied breathlessly, glancing from Missy back to him.

"Are you here alone?" the Doctor couldn't help but ask.

"Uhm, no," Clara replied, still sounding a little out of breath, "Danny is fetching us popcorn."

"And I will do the same thing now. Do you want your usual?" Missy asked him.

He tore his gaze away from Clara to look at his friend. "Yeah, sure," he replied before Missy turned her back on them to walk in the direction of the food stand, leaving him alone with Clara.

For some reason she didn't seem so comfortable meeting him here and the Doctor didn't understand why that was. They had gotten along so well during the last week. They were going to go out together on Friday. Would it be this awkward then, too?

"So, what film are you gonna see?" he asked for lack of anything else to say.

Clara sighed. "Oh, uhm, something with robots and aliens. Danny picked it."

The Doctor chuckled. "Wanna switch places?" he asked, "Missy is making me watch some silly rom-con."

He watched as Clara opened her mouth to speak, but she hesitated and a moment later they were both interrupted by a voice that seemed to be familiar to Clara because she looked in the man's direction. When the Doctor turned around, he saw Danny approach them, carrying two large bags of popcorn.

"Hello," Danny greeted him with pretend politeness, nodding towards the Doctor.

"Hi, uhm," he blurted out before his eyes were back on Clara, "Have fun?"

"You too," she breathed and a second later was handed her popcorn. Yet when Danny ushered her away, Clara's gaze lingered on him for a moment longer and the Doctor really didn't understand that look on her face before she eventually turned around and left.

The Doctor blew the air out between his lips, not understanding what was going on at all. Why had Clara been so awkward? Was she uncomfortable with him in public? No, that was silly, they had been out to dinner before. So what on earth-

"I think she might just be into you," Missy's voice tore him out of his thoughts and a second later she held a bag of popcorn in his face.

The Doctor turned around, frowning at her. "What makes you think that?"

"Well," his friend shrugged, "Either she's always that weird or she thought you are on a date with me."

"That's ridiculous," he snorted in reply.

"I know it is," Missy said, "But I'm pretty sure little Miss Oswald doesn't. I think she might have been a tiny bit surprised. And jealous."

"But-" the Doctor attempted to protest, yet he couldn't find a good argument to prove her wrong. If Missy was right, that would mean he had a chance. . .

"You really are thick sometimes," she groaned, "Now let's go. I don't wanna miss the movie."

The Doctor followed his friend reluctantly, unable to stop thinking about Clara and the recent encounter. What if Missy was right? Damn, if she was, he would have to do better. He could get her.

"You hate it," Danny whispered, the amusement audible in his voice.

Clara was startled when he interrupted her train of thoughts and almost jerked up in her seat when she felt Danny breathe into her ear. She hadn't paid any attention to the movie at all if she was completely honest.

"I don't hate it," she replied harshly. She couldn't hate it because she had no idea what was going on on screen.

Her mind was still back in the foyer and just thinking about it made Clara wish for a hole in the ground to open up and swallow her. She had acted embarrassingly in front of the Doctor earlier, but when she had spotted him on a date with a beautiful, classy woman, Clara just hadn't known what to say to them. The Doctor was on a date and the fact was bugging her immensely, even though she was here on a date as well. She was fully aware that it shouldn't bother her because she was engaged, but it did. Oh, it did bother her a great deal.

"Well, you're grumpy about something," Danny said after a moment, "If you hate it that much, we can leave."

Clara had agreed to the movie simply because of her guilty conscience and right now she regretted agreeing to go to the cinema at all. If they hadn't come here, she wouldn't have known about the Doctor's date. Right now they were probably snuggling up in their seats, watching a romantic comedy, laughing and flirting. The Doctor was the kind of man that would agree to watch a cheesy movie with his date. It shouldn't bother her. But it did. Clara hated herself a little for that.

"Clara?"

"Yes, I'm grumpy and yes, I hate the movie," she hissed sharply and once Clara realized that she had overreacted, she turned her head to look at Danny. Her voice was softer when she spoke. "Sorry. It's just not my thing. Let's finish it and I'll pick the next one, okay?"

"Are you sure?" Danny raised his eyebrows at her, "Cause we can leave."

"No, don't be silly. You want to see it," she sighed, "I'll survive."

He leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek. "Thank you. I promise, next time we'll watch something you like. And I will pout the entire time because it's cheesy and silly."

Clara cracked a smile, even though it was forced, and sank back into her seat. Why was she even so agitated about the Doctor's date? She had a fiancé and he was the sweetest man on earth.