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Chapter Ten

"So, Clara, what's the plan for tonight?" The Doctor asked Clara as they got into the apartment.

"I- well, I-"Clara was interrupted before she could even start.

"I've noticed you've been a bit, well, not yourself over the past couple of days, so I thought we could go somewhere this weekend, you know, us against the world!" The Doctor smiled warmly at her.

"Alex invited me out to dinner tonight, and I said yes" Clara stated, feeling immediately guilty as she watched his smile fall from his mouth.

"Oh, I didn't know you were going on a date?" The Doctor did a small, false smile.

"It's not a date" Clara shot back quickly, surprising herself with the urgency in her voice.

"Oh, sorry, well, I'm glad I'm not stopping you from going out, I would hate for you to feel like you had to stay with me here" The Doctor looked away from her as he turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

"You're not, and yeah I think we should go out this weekend, where do you want to go?" Clara tried to change the subject.

"Oh, I don't mind, we could go see a film! I haven't been to the cinema since 1975! Hell of a year for movies!" The Doctor said, putting the kettle on.

"Yeah, let's go see a film tomorrow, I'd like that" Clara smiled. She felt somewhat upset that the Doctor didn't seem to mind at all about her and Alex going out tonight. But on the other hand she was slightly glad he wasn't torn up over it.

But the Doctor was torn up over it, inside he was cursing loudly, punching walls, shouting over and over "Why didn't you ask her out first?!". Clara was his. She would always be his Clara. She was his mystery. And he was completely and utterly hers.

"Well, I best get ready now anyway, Alex will be here to pick me up in an hour" Clara smiled slightly before leaving him alone in the kitchen.

The knock on the door startled the Doctor as he continued to stare at his tea that he hasn't taken a single sip out of for the past hour.

Placing the mug down, he walked towards the front door, clenching and unclenching his fists.

"Hello John, is, um, Clara ready?" Alex smiled, sticking his head in the apartment slightly, looking around.

"I'm sure she is, yes" The Doctor answered shortly.

"Right, could I wait in here then? It's a bit cold out…" Alex asked, taking a small step towards the entrance.

"I suppose" The Doctor stepped to the side and let Alex in.

Suddenly, Clara's bedroom door swung open and she stepped out and both men's jaws dropped.

She was only wearing a cute little skirt with thick tights underneath and top and a large coat over the top but she was just so beautiful. The way her hair was down, flowingly. The way her smile could make anyone smile. Just her. Beautiful.

The Doctor was about to compliment her but Alex beat him to it.

"Wow, Clara you look lovely" Alex said, looking her up and down.

Just lovely? The Doctor thought to himself, jealously building deeply within him.

"Thank you Alex, ready to go?" Clara stepped forward towards him, making their way to the door.

"I'll see you later John" Clara shot the Doctor one last look before leaving with Alex, the door closing behind them.

The Doctor quickly turned around and kicked the wall, pain shooting through his foot he yelped and grabbed it, alien swear words cometumbling out of his mouth.

Sighing as the pain subsided; maybe he should have a shower, a nice, long, hot shower to get his mind off of Clara.

That's when the telephone rang; dashing over to it in some hope that on the other end is Clara, telling him that she hated Alex and wanted to see him.

"Hello?"

"Ah John, it's me, Lara, are you busy tonight?" The girly voice on the other end that definitely was not Clara asked him.

"I, um, why?"

"Well, I need help with some of this marking, and I was wondering if you were free"

"Well…" The Doctor trailed off, thinking of Clara, but realised that Clara was not here, she was out with someone else, not him. Never him.

"Yes, I'll help, where do you live?" The Doctor sighed, rubbing his face with his hand.

"Brilliant! Thank you so much John, I'm sure I can repay you in some way or another…" Lara said seductively.

"Oh, no need" The Doctor quickly stated.

Lara told the Doctor her address, and told him to come over now.

Looking around the empty apartment, the Doctor sighed before grabbing his jacket, checking his sonic is still in there, then leaving, shutting the door behind.

The Doctor had been at Lara's for at least an hour; refusing every suggestion to wine she put out there, and kept himself to the other end of the sofa. He didn't quite understand why she even needed help marking, she had hardly any to do, but he helped her anyway.

She flirted with him, reaching over to pat his leg every so often, and only ever spoke about herself. The Doctor couldn't understand it; she literally couldn't say a single sentence without saying me, myself, or I. He could never get a word in, not that he was that bothered. His thoughts drifted off to Clara, what if when the TARDIS comes back, she doesn't want to come with me? What if she wants to stay here, with Alex, the thought stopped his breathing momentarily.

"Anyway, now that all the marking is done, what do you want to do with me?" Lara shifted her body closer to the Doctor.

"I, what do you mean?" The Doctor asked, confused.

"Oh come on John, you and I both know that we are supposed to be more that friends" Lara shifted even closer.

"More than friends?!" The Doctor squeaked, leaning back away from her slightly.

"Stop playing stupid John, I want this" Lara's hand was suddenly on the Doctor's leg, moving it slowly upwards towards-

"I better be going now!" The Doctor jumped up, grabbing his coat and heading towards the front door.

"So soon?" Lara quickly followed him.

"Yes, well, better get home, gotta get home to Clara" The Doctor stepped outside.

"You can do a lot better than Clara, remember that , John" Before the Doctor respond, Lara had forced her lips onto his, grabbing his head to lock him into place. The Doctor gasped in reaction, Lara used this as an advantage and tried to deepen the kiss. The Doctor's hands flailed around helplessly, before grabbing her shoulder and pushing her away, a bit harder than he intended.

"Don't you ever say that about Clara, you are not even half as good as Clara Oswald, and you never will be. Remember that" the Doctor spat, before turning around and walking away.

What the Doctor and Lara failed to notice, is the small, alone figure underneath the street light on the opposite side of the road. They failed to hear the figures small gasp. They failed to see the single tear drop from her eye. They failed to see Clara watching them kiss in front of her, before turning and running away into darkness.

Clara saw them kiss ooooohhhhhhhh nooooooooo, the ship has sunk (or has it)

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