Rose moaned softly as her eyes slowly opened. "David?" She mumbled groggily looking around the room. It took a minute to realize she was in her apartment lying on her couch.

She frowned and propped herself up. "How did I get here?"

Something paper touched her hand glancing down there was a pink paper flower. She smiled and picked up the delicate paper flower. Written on it was the word "thanks" along with a small smiley face.

Rose held it close to her heart then wondered if he finished the art piece on time. She rose from the couch and went next door.

Rose tapped on David's door cracking it open a little. She was surprised it was unlocked.

"David?" She called out softly. Rose went inside and found him sleeping on his couch. She muffled a giggle. He looked so cute. His hair was messier than usual, his glasses were tilted sideways on his face and his long legs were tucked underneath him.

Rose smiled thoughtfully and decided to let him sleep. She found a blanket and covered him then carefully removed his glasses placing them on the coffee table.

She saw the picture displayed on an easel. It was beautiful; the rich glossy colors were partially melted like a 3D oil painting. Rose wondered how she allowed herself not to notice his talent.

She heard him softly snoring and turned to leave then heard David mutter. "Thank you." He pulled the blanket closer.

Rose shook her head and smiled before leaving. Going back into her apartment it was still dark outside her window so she changed into her pajamas and crawled into bed.

The next morning she was awaken by the sound of a chisel. She sighed and wondered why she even bothered keeping an alarm clock but smirked when she heard him singing that Proclaimers song again.

Rose got up and stretched then changed into jeans and a dark blue Wichita Falls t-shirt; she debated for a minute on whether to wear her short blond hair up before seeing him then wondered why she was even thinking that.

She stepped out of apartment went to his door and knocked. David opened it squinting through his goggles holding a chisel and wearing work gloves.

He changed his clothes into black jeans and a grey baggy t-shirt but they were covered in marble dust.

"Hi!" Rose smiled.

"Oh, hello!" He grinned.

"I think you're forgetting something." She said pointing at his eyes.

"Oh right, sorry." He replied removing the goggles and placing his glasses on.

"Ah, now I can see you so how can I help you?" He asked.

"Well, first off I woke up in my living room." She replied.

David nodded. "Yes you did."

"How?" Rose asked.

"I carried you." He replied simply.

Rose smirked imagining him actually carrying her like a bride into her apartment. "Well, aren't you a gentleman?" She teased.

David didn't seem to get it. "Okay, I hope that's good." He shrugged.

She nodded smiling. "It is but I was worried if you got that picture done in time."

"Yeah, I did actually thanks to you." He smiled leaning against the door frame.

Rose blushed. "Glad I could help."

David snapped his fingers. "Before I forget I need to give this to you." He reached into his pocket and pulled out some money.

"Here." He smiled handing it to her.

"What for?" She asked.

"It's your share of the pay from that picture." He replied.

Rose gently pushed his hand back. "No, you keep it." She really didn't feel comfortable taking his hard earn money like that.

"But that's not fair." David replied. "You helped me so you deserve some of the cut."

Rose smiled and bit her lower lip. "Tell you what if you really want to repay me help me with my paper."

He smirked pulling off his gloves and setting aside the chisel. "You're right I promised but can we do it in your place? Mine's not safe for electronics at the moment."

She nodded and they went inside her apartment. David stood there observing the living room in awe. "Ooh, I like this!"

He looked at her and frowned. "How come your place looks better than mine?"

Rose thought for a second. "Because I'm not creative like you are." She teased.

David playfully stuck his tongue out.

Rose went into the kitchen and opened the fridge. "Can I get you anything?"

"Soda if you've got it!" He replied.

Rose came back with two soda cans. "I really appreciate this." She said handing him one.

He smiled popping the can open. "No problem. Where's your laptop?" David asked taking a sip.

She pointed at the oak desk. Setting his can down he sat at her desk and read her article. Rose sat on the couch anxiously watching him reading.

After a few minutes she couldn't stand the anticipation; she had to know what he thought. "Well?" She said.

He turned the office chair around and sighed. "It's good, the passion's there but you aren't."

Rose was confused. "Huh?"

"You need to put more of yourself in this. Makes it seem real and sincere instead of rehearsed." He explained.

"Does it seem rehearsed?" She asked concerned.

He a so-so motion with his hand. "Just make it write more like you're talking to a friend instead of a textbook also make sure it sounds thoughtful."

Rose pondered what he said. "Huh, I never really thought of it like that."

David shrugged. "Well, just remember when you write be yourself and write what you know."

She smiled. "Okay."

"Brilliant, now I've got to get back to work." He said standing from the chair.

"What are you making?" She asked.

"Uh, an abstract sculpture for some lawyer's daughter." He sighed.

"That's good, yeah?" Rose asked.

David scoffed. "Only if she likes it. He's bringing her by later to look at it."

"Well, good luck." She smiled standing up.

"Thanks, I'll need it." He replied starting to leave.

"David?" She said stopping him.

He glanced at her. "Yep?"

She lowered her eyes and tugged on her earring. "I wanted to apologize."

David looked at her strangely. "For what?"

Rose shrugged. "Well, I know I haven't been the nicest person and I hope I'm improving."

He chuckled folding his arms. "Rose Tyler you haven't improved because you don't need to."

She wasn't sure if that was a compliment or an insult. Rose glanced up at him confused. "Huh?"

"You've always been a nice person." He smiled.

She blushed and stared down at her hands. "Really, how do you figure that?" Rose asked curiously.

He shrugged. "Well, I don't live next to people I don't like and as far as I'm concerned I have no plans on moving."

She nodded and came closer. "Thanks for helping me."

"I'll see you later." He said winking.

"Not if I see you first." She smiled shyly.

David grinned and left her apartment.

"Wait, did he say he'd liked me?" She wondered smiling.