SURPRISE! Another chapter! I actually wrote this yesterday, but wanted to see what feedback I'd get from the first chapter. Unfortunately, no smut quite yet! At the end of the chapter I'll tell you when I'll write the smut scene, and it will hopefully be soonish!
It's the end of the convention, and the sky is darkening. An involuntary yawn escapes my throat, my eyelids begin to feel heavy. What a long day it's been. Panel after panel after panel. And we still haven't found Matt. Shit, that reminds me. He told me that after the convention's finished, to meet him in Room 407. Rustling through my bag, I find the map as we lean against the brickwork of the outside of the building, Sophie with Jake. Pulling it out, I unfold it and scan for anything which resembles a hotel, or guest rooms or something of the sort. Right on the other side of the building I saw a guest room facility where the guests had a chance to chillax and rest, maybe take a bite to eat. My heart began to pound as I headed for Sophie.
"Hey, Sophie, I'm just heading... somewhere. I'll be back, uh... soon, OK?"
"Yeah, text me. Don't take too long, we don't wanna miss the train!" she calls back, and continues her conversation with Jake as I begin to make a start, following the map. Apparently I need to go right through the building. Great.
The crowds have thinned out quite a lot now so it's not a lot of hassle. The corridors are mostly empty, which sends shivers down my spine. Here I am, wandering around on my own. Anything could happen.
Just as I turn right at a t-junction, I almost have a heart attack when I have a full-bodied collision with someone. A frightened shriek escapes my throat as I stagger back, hand clutching my stomach as I pant heavily, my heart racing.
"Oh... hi."
I look up. It so happens that the person I collided with is nobody but Matt Smith himself.
"Matt?" I raise an eyebrow. "I was actually heading..."
"I know, I was looking for you too. Just occurred to me that they probably won't let you in the guest room facility. Security. So... I went to find you. Thought you'd forgotten and left."
"I would never forget about that," there's something resembling a naughty smirk on my lips. My lips. I remembered; he kissed those lips mere hours ago.
"Hey, Matt! Moffat wants to talk to you!" Karen's interrupting again. Just then the redhead storms out of a room down the corridor, startled to see me. She's heading in our direction.
Matt spins round, grinning at the sight of his friend. "Ah, yes! Well now's not really the right moment."
"Oh... am I interrupting something?" Karen asks innocently, gazing questioningly in my direction.
"Kind of," I reply awkwardly, chewing on my lower lip. I always do that when I'm nervous or it's just an awkward moment.
"Ah, hi! It's you, I'm guessing! He's been talking about you all through the panel preparation. Won't stop, actually."
I giggle quietly when I notice Matt's awkward blush. My stomach fills with butterflies, he looks so adorable.
"He fancies you."
My eyes widen dramatically. My heart begins to pound at an abnormal rate. My vision's blurring. This... this can't be. Oh my god.
"What... really?" my throat's dry, so it comes out as a raspy whisper.
She curls her lips, nodding and chuckling when she looks at the incredibly embarrassed Matt. "He kept going on about how soft your hair looks. Apparently he wants to run his fingers through it."
Matt swallows hard, glaring at Karen. "Hey... Kaz... that's enough, OK?"
She burst out laughing. "You should know not to trust me with your secrets by now! The amount of times you've embarrassed me, I think I should get some revenge!"
"Feel welcome to," I blurt out, immediately regretting it. A deep red blush crosses my cheeks as I quickly look away.
This was an awkward start to a relationship.
"Kaz, you're embarrassing her! And what was that you said..." he takes a nervous step towards me.
"Look, Matt, just stop being an idiot and get it over and done with!" Karen chirps, a hand resting on her hip.
"Get what over and done with?"
"Kiss her!"
I cast a nervous glance in her direction before looking back up to Matt, who is looking at me, quite embarrassed.
"Well not in front of you! Knowing you you'd probably take a picture and in seconds it'd be all over the internet, in every paper and every news channel!"
"So you are going to kiss her?" Karen smirks expectantly. "Come on, I didn't think you were such a wimpy schoolboy around girls."
Matt huffs, flicking her off with his hand. "Please go, Kaz, you're making this even more awkward than it already was."
With raised eyebrows, Karen strides back down the corridor, disappearing through the door. Me and Matt cast awkward glances at each other.
"Sorry about her," he smiles, "Look... come over here. There's something I've been meaning to tell you... but Kaz just blurted it out. I wanted to tell you myself."
Swallowing hard, I take a step forward and he clasps my hand in his own. His skin is so warm and reassuring against mine. I smile my sweetest smile as I lean next to him against the wall.
Clearing his throat, he begins. "Right... it's kind of been awkward from the start. I bought you a sandwich then kissed you and ran off... not really the normal start to a... oh, never mind. To the point. You do like me, don't you?" he gives me the cutest look.
"Very much. You're... perfect," I smile, moving slightly closer to him. My hand finds its way up his arm, resting on his shoulder.
He sighs with relief. "Thanks... but... uh..."
"Say it," I'm almost bouncing on the balls of my feet.
"W-Will you..."
"What?" it comes out as a squeal.
"...go..."
"...out with me?"
He's rather red by now, and all I'm doing is bouncing on the balls of my feet, grinning like mad.
"Of course I will!" I lean in and press my lips to his, pressing him against the wall. His hands seem to be glued against the wall, but they gingerly move to my hips, travelling up my sides and onto my shoulders. His touch sends electricity pulsing through my veins.
I'm kissing him. Properly, not like the brief one in the cafeteria. Our lips are moving furiously against each other, his taste is amazing... perfect, like him. How I've longed to taste him on my lips. Our tongues are melded together, my hands fisting in his silky brown hair... how I've longed to touch it, run my fingers through it... Now it's reality.
My entire body is pressed flush against his, his legs slowly spread out to allow me to rest in between. Bolts are sent straight to my very core at the feeling of being pressed against him in such places...
"Come on, Matt! Moffat wants to talk to you now, if you're ever going to... oh..."
Karen's peering round the edge of the door, frowning slightly as we reluctantly break away, panting for breath. We're in a kind of awkward position, I'm resting between his legs, hands on his hips. His rest on my shoulders.
She's grinning as she steps out of the doors. "About time! Anyway, you need to come talk to Moffat now, or he may just kill you!"
Matt glances at me, then back to Karen, then back to me again. "Ah... you can come with me if you like? If you've gotta go that's fine... no problem at all."
"I'll come with you if that's OK?" my hand moves to rest on top of his, our fingers twining together.
"That's more than OK!" he beams as I move away from him, allowing him to begin to make his way towards the door. As he begins to walk I follow, our hands swinging down, our fingers laced together.
"So... I know your name, obviously, but you don't know mine?"
"Uh, so sorry! How rude of me, I forgot to ask!"
"Beth... Beth Jackson," I glance up to him.
"Beautiful name... stunning, like yourself," We turn into the room. There's a few people sitting around a table, chatting and drinking tea.
"Matt, at last! You took your time! And who's this?" Moffat pats the seat next to him.
"Ah... this is Beth. She's my... girlfriend."
He called me his girlfriend. My heart races with passion.
Moffat smiles, reaching behind him to drag another chair next to the empty one beside him. "Come, sit down. We need to discuss tomorrow. Busy day."
Matt leads me towards the chairs and we sit down next to each other. All of the Doctor Who producers and crew are gathered round, including the stars, Karen and Arthur, and of course, my Matt.
Karen sits down opposite, with a smile. Moffat leans in on the table, before glancing awkwardly at me.
"You won't say anything, will you? It's just all this is kind of... secret."
I nod, leaning my head against Matt's shoulder. He doesn't seem to mind.
"Of course not. You can trust me."
They all begin talking about the new episode they're filming, apparently called 'Dinosaurs On A Spaceship.' Sounds interesting. I get out my phone and lean back on the chair, sliding the unlock tab and opening up a text message to Sophie. Turning the phone sideways I begin typing.
U alright Soph? Meet u soon. U wont believe what's happened. Cya x
She replies seconds later, Where r u? And what happened? Sumthing good, I guess.
Can't explain right now. Ah... you'll have 2 find out wot happened. I'll have a surprise 4 u whe next.
Looking 4ward 2 it. Btw Jake's sooo good at kissing. U'll be jealous. Haha x
I highly doubt that.. :P think its u who'll be jealous... lol.
Y would I b jealous? Wot happened? U got a bf 2?
Maybe. Cya later. Bye xx
I hate u! Tell me when u c me. Bye x
I turn off my phone and slide it back into my pocket, my hand going back into Matt's. He links our fingers, squeezing gently.
"...we're going to have to shoot some scenes for the following episode soon, too. That'll involve going to Spain."
There's a few ooh's from around the table. Matt turns to me and grins.
I grin back. Spain. That sounds interesting.
"So, routine... practice lines, rehearse when you can. See you all tomorrow."
Everyone mumbles stuff to each other before getting up and dispersing. Matt stands up, our hands still clasped together. Karen saunters over to Matt, smirking.
"So we're going to Spain soon? That sounds like fun."
Matt nods. "It certainly does. Nice beaches to chill between shoots... nice hot weather... unlike here."
I burst out laughing, then gingerly ask, "Can I come?"
He looks down to me, kissing my temple. "Of course you can, love. Of course you can."
I grin madly, moving in front of him to kiss him briefly on the lips. "Thank you!"
"Are you sure Moffat will be OK with a plus one?" Karen asks, an eyebrow raised slightly.
"I should think so," Matt smiles, slipping an arm around my waist. I lean my head on his shoulder.
"If she does come though, no funny business. The last thing we want is a pregnant woman on the plane back," Karen smirks playfully, earning a fearsome glare from Matt.
"And why's it up to you what we do?" he smirks back, rubbing circles on my hip.
"Ooh... naughty boy," Karen chuckles. "See you tomorrow then, Smith. Have a good night."
Ignoring her cheeky innuendo, Matt grins as they share a brief hug before Karen walks off.
"Come with me, sweets. Let's go and ask the Moff if you can come."
I smile sweetly, lacing fingers with his as we walk over to Moffat who's chatting with a producer.
"Ey, Steven. Mind if Beth comes to Spain with us?" Matt asks, and Moffat turns around.
"Uh... I'm sure we can cope with an extra. But we've already got the tickets booked, she'll have to pay..."
"Don't worry. I'll pay for her," he kisses my temple once more, lightly nuzzling my hair. I turn to him and grin.
"You don't have to pay for me, Matt," I smile, peppering kisses on his shoulder.
"I will, don't worry," he smiles down at me.
"You're such a gentleman," I purr, kissing his cheek before leaning back on my legs again.
"OK, see you all tomorrow, let's all go and get some beauty sleep!" Moffat calls out, as everyone heads for the door. Matt and I follow close behind as everyone fight their way out of the narrow doorway.
"Matt," I whisper in his ear as we begin walking down the corridor. He immediately turns to me.
"Yes, love?"
"My friend, Sophie, I need you to do a little something for her. This," I pull her DVD out of my handbag which I've been looking after for her. "Can you sign it?"
"'Course," he nods, taking a pen from his pocket and scribbling on the DVD, then handing it back to me. I smile and kiss his hand as I take the DVD from him.
"Thanks," I grin. "And... are you going now?"
"I have to, I'm afraid," he sighs. "But you can come filming with me tomorrow. I'll give you my number, call me or text me. I saw you on your phone. Write this down."
We exchange numbers, and I type his into my contacts, writing his name as Matt (heart emoji)
He chuckles and smiles when he sees this, typing mine into his phone, which too is an iPhone.
"Get up reasonably early. 'Bout eight o'clock. Call me when you're ready, I'll tell you where to meet me."
I nod as we all walk out of the building, it's a different exit than the one with Sophie.
"See you," I smile, standing on tip-toes to give him a brief kiss on the lips. "Sleep tight."
"I'll dream of you," he grins, kissing my knuckles.
"I'll dream of you too," I smile back, embracing him in a tight hug. "Love you."
"Love you too."
Smiling uncontrollably into his shoulder, we break apart. The chills send goosebumps crawling up my skin from the night air.
Giving me a quick wave, he begins to walk off. As he disappears, I wonder if all this just happened.
So I promise when they go to Spain there WILL be at least 1 smut scene. Promise! xx Please review/fav/follow etc it encourages me to write! ;)