Jeff.
She is nearly 16 and has suddenly got even taller, well, her legs have, and she's starting to turn heads when she wears shorter skirts, which she does, a lot. She's unbelievably beautiful. He's still slightly smaller than her, skinny and nerdy and has just had his hair cut shorter. She tells him it looks great and he blushes. She laughs and calls him stupid face and pulls him over to a shop. She links arms with him as they walk through the village. But then it's all ruined. She sees Jeff and goes pink. She lets go of his arm and smiles at Jeff, who looks so much older than Rory, even though he's nearly 2 years younger.
He starts to walk towards them, smiling at her. She giggles in a way Rory has never heard before.
'Hi Amelia' he grins, 'what are you doing hanging round with big nose?' he winks at her. She laughs and punches him lightly on the shoulder, flirting. Rory could die. He stands there like a fish out of water, unsure whether to leave or to stay as he listens to the girl he's in love with flirt with the best looking guy in Leadworth.
'It's Amy now.' She grins, Rory raises his eyebrows. Since when was she called Amy?
'Cool. I like that, Amy. Sounds more mature.' He winks at her and he sees her flutter her eye lashes at him seductively. He hates this.
'Anyway, catch you later Amy, going to visit my Nan, see you Rory. Bye Amy.' She blushes again, and watches him walk away.
'Since when have you been Amy?' he asks as soon as Jeff is out of earshot.
'I just felt like a change.' She states, skipping ahead of him. He knows there is more to it but he knows she has no intention of telling him. So he doesn't ask.
It's the day after his 18th birthday and he's getting ready for prom. It's not like a normal prom, but then again this is Leadworth; it's more of a party that happens every year for the older years. He's bought a dark brown pinstripe suit, some converse and a blue tie with swirls on. He's trying to be the raggedy doctor. For Amy. He's even left his shirt un-tucked, just for effect. His plan is to surprise her by turning up on her door step in, he checks his watch, 7 minutes. He also plans to tell her he loves her. Like he has been trying to do for the past 3 years. He turns to his right, looking at his bedroom wall that is filled with one child's drawing of the same man. He smiles at them, looking at his favourite one that has the wobbly handwriting that says 'BY AMELIA'.
He looks in the mirror in his mother's room; he runs his hand through his hair nervously. His nose is still big; he hasn't grown into it like he thought he would.
She's never going to love me, he thinks.
It's warm outside, a gentle breeze messes his hair up. Nervously he tries to fix it, before knocking on the door. Nobody answers. He feels stupid standing there dressed as her raggedy Doctor. He suddenly feels like he's a child again, small and insignificant, made to dress up as the man Amy adored, wanting to be that man so much.
'Rory!' Mels voice calls out from behind him, he turns round to face her. She smiles at him pleasantly, which tells him something is wrong, Mels is never normally nice to him.
'Rory, what are you doing?' she asks as she totters over in her heels, not attempting the stairs.
'I was, um, going to surprise Amy. I dressed as the Doctor. You look nice.' He says, noticing her white, strapless, dress.
Her eyes light up as she sees his attire, 'wow, you look seriously cool!' she says impressed before continuing, 'Didn't Amy tell you? She's gone with Jeff. He asked her last week.'
His heart sinks. He can barely bring himself to go to prom, he only does because Mels drags him there, pretending she doesn't notice how upset he is.
They walk into the hall. He spots her immediately, dancing with Jeff. She's never looked so beautiful, her hair is curled and pinned up; her dress is low cut, red, silk, flowing down to the floor. She doesn't look 16, she looks about 20. She's smiling. He smiles despite their predicament because her smile is infectious and he's in love with her. He steps forward unconsciously, almost tripping over because his Converse are too big for him. He wants to go and dance with her, but he's too shy and he can see she's having fun without him so he doesn't. She doesn't notice he's arrived; he sits down on a chair watching her till she does.
There's a really loud crash and everyone turns round knowing it could only be one person. Mels is stood by the speakers laughing wildly, she pulls the plug and the music stops.
'Let's get this party started!' she screams, plugging her i-pod into the speakers. Dance music blares out and the crowd goes wild. She grins mischievously. Noticing the teachers heading in her direction, she disappears into the dancing crowd. He spots her later dancing near Amy with some boy he doesn't really recognize.
An hour later he's still sat watching Amy, alone. She's still dancing with Jeff, although Mels and that other boy are with them too. Suddenly the music changes to a slow song. The girls go red and giggle. He sees Mels mouth something to Amy, 'I didn't realise I even had that music on there!' they dissolve into laughter. Mels is the first to put her arms round the boy's neck. Amy soon follows suit. Rory wants to look away but he can't bring himself too. Halfway through the song Mels and the boy stop dancing and she leads him over to the corner where Rory is sitting. Looking around for the first time, Rory realises this is the couples corner and hastily gets up. He passes Mels and the boy, giving her a look that says 'don't tell Amy I was even here.' She smiles and nods at him. He reaches the door, turning round to look at Amy one last time before he leaves. The song has stopped, Amy and Jeff are kissing. He runs home.
He lies in bed, vowing that tomorrow he will tell her how he feels. But instead he spends the next few months picking out outfits for her to wear on her dates with Jeff, because he can't refuse and he knows it's the only time he will get to see her.