Clara left the house but paused quickly realizing she had no idea where Matt was. "Well, this great. I say I'm going to find him and I don't know where he is." She muttered.
Then it dawned on her. "Of course his apartment; David will know where he is!" She thought to herself. Feeling hopeful she dashed off to Matt and David's apartment.
Meanwhile David and Amy were lying naked on the carpet snuggled together under a sheet; their fingers intertwined under dim lights and soft music playing.
Amy gently rubbed her cheek on his forearm embracing the feel of his lightly freckled skin on hers'. "So this is what making love is supposed to be like." She smiled to herself.
She secretly wished they could be like this forever just her safe in his arms.
"You okay?" He asked noticing she was awfully quiet.
"Yeah, I'm just sorry about what happened with your dad." Amy said glancing up at him.
David shrugged. "I'm used to it. Just an average day in my world."
"I can't believe he blames you for Addie's suicide." She said shaking her head in disbelief.
"That's just his stupid opinion. I know I'm not responsible." David huffed.
She drew an imaginary circle on his side. "It's still not fair."
He sighed. "Well, nothing is I'm afraid."
Amy reached up scarcely touching his cut lip. "Does it hurt?"
David just shook his head. "It's okay." He smiled.
"No, it isn't. He hurt you and I wasn't here." She replied with regret.
David kissed her temple. "You're here now that's all I want."
She smiled then heard him snickering. "What?" She said propping herself up.
David sat up chuckling slightly. "That was very sneaky pulling my shirt off like that, earlier."
"No, it wasn't." Amy replied simply hugging his arm. "Hugging fabric is misleading. Feeling your skin lets me know you're not a dream."
There was sadness in her eyes as she continued.
"When I was a kid whenever I was sick or scared at night I beg my mum to stay and hold me and she always promised but when I woke up I ended up holding a garment from their closet." She said softly.
"Well, I'm not going anywhere unless you tell me too." He took her hand and kissed her knuckles. She smiled. There was no chance she'd ever tell him to go away.
"But you didn't have to get us naked." He pointed out.
Amy shot him a mischievous look. "This was your idea, remember?" She pulled him closer stoking the side of his face.
"Oh, yeah." He smirked barely touching her lips before tenderly kissing her. Suddenly the kiss was interrupted by the sound of the door unlocking and opening.
Clara walked into the seemingly empty living room. "David? Hey, David are you here?" She called out looking around. "Why is it so dim?" She wondered.
"Where is he?" She groaned frustrated.
She heard a throat clearing and saw an arm waving from behind the coffee table. "Down here." David's voice replied.
Curious Clara went the other side of the table. "Uh, why are yo- whoa!" She exclaimed turning her eyes from her two sheet covered friends.
"Hi! How can I help you?" David casually smiled making Amy muffle a giggle.
"A warning would've been nice." Clara muttered.
"Don't feel bad. I didn't get one either." He playfully pointed at Amy.
Clara's face turned beet red. "I'm interrupting aren't I?" She asked embarrassed.
He did a so-so motion with his hand. "Eh, sort of; wouldn't you say so Amy?"
Amy nodded. "Yeah sort of but we always want to help our friends, don't we David?" She grinned at him.
"Yes, we do." He softly smirked kissing her nose.
Clara cleared her throat. "Uh, guys I'm glad you're together but can we wrap this up? I'm feeling extremely uncomfortable right now."
David nodded. "Oh, right sorry. You were about to say?"
She rolled her eyes. "Ask him now, strangle him later." Clara muttered.
She sighed heavily. "Have you seen Matt? I need to talk to him."
"Ah, you followed my suggestion, then?" He replied.
Clara lowered her eyes sighing. "Yeah and I definitely made an ass out of myself and I really like to fix it so if you know where he is I'd really appreciate it if you'd tell me."
David smiled sincerely. "Sure, he went out for a walk and if I know him he's probably at the park near the school." He replied.
She grinned. "Great and sorry about the interruption." Clara said hurrying to the door.
"Hey, it happens." He answered nonchalant.
Opening the door Clara glanced back at him. "David?"
"Yeah?" He replied.
"Thanks." She smiled.
David just shrugged. "No problem."
Clara smiled closing the door behind her.
Amy looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "What did you do?"
"Nothing." He replied shrugging.
Amy knowingly smiled. "Did you help my friend?" She asked acting coy.
"Well, I-I might've tried t-to help them." David blushed.
She bit her lower lip. "Mm, I think that is so sweet." She replied tracing his neck with her finger.
"Hey, that tickles." He snickered.
Her eyes dancing she nipped his neck making him shift a little. Amy smirked and started kissing his neck.
David arched his back chuckling. "No, not the neck! That's my weak spot!"
"So it is." Amy whispered kissing and massaging his throat making it more intense.
"Okay, not fair!" He groaned. She ran her fingers through his hair and kept biting and kissing.
"Oh, you're asking for it Pond!" He moaned. Finally she let up allowing him to ease on her on her back.
She stared into his rich brown eyes playfully giggling.
"That was naughty." David grinned peering over.
Amy shrugged. "You started it."
He frowned. "How?"
"When you showed me how wonderful you are." Amy said softly.
"And accidently revealing my weak spot." He added.
She gave a half shrug. "Yeah, that too."
David smiled at his lovely ginger and kissed her cheek. "So now what?" He sighed.
She bit her lower lip. "Well, we've got maybe an hour if you want." Amy said delicately stroking his light chest hair.
He grinned and met her lips in an intense kiss.
Clara eventually found Matt at the park like David said. It was cool and dark with only the street lamp and stars to light up the area.
He was sitting there on the wooden bench so hurt and depressed. And it was all her fault.
She wanted to cry knowing she broke her lonely angel's heart but instead took a deep breath and slowly approached him.
Matt's head was down staring at his folded hands when he heard Clara's gentle tone. "Hi." She said.
Matt's eyes lit up. "Clara?"
"Can I sit?" Clara asked. He nodded and scoot over so she could.
"How did you find me?" He asked.
She smiled slightly. "David told me."
He smirked. "Of course."
Clara took his hand surprising him. "Matt, I was wrong and I'm sorry."
He shifted his gaze on the grass. "Your dad told you, then?"
She nodded quietly. "Yeah, not his best moment, I'm afraid." Clara shook her head. "I can't believe he did that to me."
"I'm sorry." He replied softly.
"You know I'm not sure which is worse, that he did it or that he sees nothing wrong with it." Clara muttered.
Matt sighed glancing at her. "How'd you find out?"
Before she could answer he stopped her. "Wait, David, right?"
Clara smiled. "Yeah, he did in his own smart alec way of course."
He chuckled and smiled at his friend's kind gesture.
She nudged his shoulder. "He really cares about you."
Matt nodded. "Yeah, I guess he does."
Clara caressed the side of his face that she slapped and turned him towards her. "And so do I."
She gently pressed her lips against Matts'. He responded by wrapping his arms around her pulling her close deepening the kiss.
It felt so good to kiss him again. To feel and taste his lips on hers'.
After the kiss he gently rested his forehead against hers' smiling. "I do love you Clara Oswald."
Clara grinned. "I love you, too."
He pulled back and looked at her with love in his eyes. "Really?"
Clara playfully scoffed. "Duh!"
He smirked but then turned concerned. "What about your dad?"
She sighed and tugged on his jacket. "I'll deal with him."
Matt sighed heavily. "He's never going to accept this, is he?"
Clara shook her head. "Probably not but as for you and me; I don't think we have to worry about that."
"You mean you want to get back together?" He smiled with hope in his voice.
"Well, I didn't come all this way in the middle of the night to discuss geometry." She teased.
Matt grinned and hugged her tight letting her soft hair tickle his cheek.
After the hug he sighed and stood up. "I guess I better get back."
"Uh, you don't want to that." Clara said quickly pulling him back down.
Matt frowned but studied her blushing face and understood. "Amy's there right?"
Clara tugged her ear. "Yeah, she is."
"Doing what I think their doing." He replied.
"Oh, yes." She answered frankly.
He then made a face. "Oh, they didn't take my bed, did they?" He whined.
"Seriously?" She scoffed but smiled.
"What?" He replied innocently.
She playfully rolled her eyes and rested her head on his arm. Matt smiled forgetting about his bed and put his arm around her holding her close.