David got to Matt's flat and found the door was already locked. "Blimey, the landlord probably did it just to annoy me." He muttered opening the door. He walked into the living room, looking around everything still looked the same, nothing was touched.
David sighed to himself wandering around and glancing at the bookshelves and the loose papers and notebooks on maple wood desk.
Then he proceeded to the bedroom and quickly gathered up some clothes. He started to leave when he noticed the phone flashing on the screen that there was an old voicemail from Amy. At first he almost ignored it but curiosity got the best of him. "Why not?" He sighed listening to the message.
"Matt, hi, it's Amy," He swallowed hearing her beautiful voice. God he missed her but he thought he detected sadness in her voice.
"I hate to bother you but um, do you know Dean Oswald's number? It-it's not working out here so I've decided I'm going to transfer schools." She sighed heavily.
David's eyes widen. "What," "Transfer, wait why?" He muttered. "I-I just thought I tell you and…and if by chance you see David, again could you tell him I-I love him?" Her voice cracked. The message ended and he stood there in disbelief. He shouldn't have cared but he did, a lot. He had to talk to her.
He hurried out the door headed for her flat. When he got there he started knocking on the door waking Clara and Matt.
Clara grabbed her robe and yawned while going to the door. The knocking became louder. "I'm coming!" She called out annoyed. When she answered she was shocked to see David. "Is Amy here? He blurted.
"David, what are you doing here?" Clara replied surprised.
He groaned. "I need to see Amy. I just got this voice mail from her about wanting to transfer schools and I need to talk to her."
She cringed realizing her plan hadn't worked. "Amy's not here. She went to the flat to return your key. That's why we sent you over there so you'd finally talk to her." "What? Why didn't you tell me? I would've just stayed and talked to her there!" David scowled.
"We didn't think you'd would if we told you." Clara explained. "Does this look like Sleepless in Seattle to you?" He replied frustrated.
"Alright, I'm sorry!" She snapped. He shook his head. "Never mind, I have to find her. Do you know where she went?"
She nodded with a slight smile. "Yeah, she's staying at Jacks, tonight." David smiled grateful. "Thanks!" He quickly dashed off.
A few minutes later David stood in front of Jack's door. Part of him was nervous but another was anxious to find out what was going on and why she didn't tell him. He started knocking until the door opened.
Amy stood there in her white nightgown and sky blue cotton robe. "David?" She gasped opening it. "Hi," He said quickly walking in. "Is Jack here?" She shook her head closing the door. "He's with Ianto." "Good, we need to talk." David replied. "Okay so what brings you here?" She asked attempting to sound nonchalant.
David glanced at her. "I got your voicemail." "Oh?" Amy replied softly. She was hoping he wouldn't find out that way. He shoved his hands in pockets. "Yeah, feel like explaining?"
She shrugged. "I thought it was a good idea." "So it's true, then," He asked. She just nodded quietly. David shrugged. "Alright, I mean if that's what you want that's fine, is it what you want?"
Amy just looked away. She was afraid if she opened her mouth she'd start crying. David shook his head and scoffed. "You must really hate me." She looked at him shaking her head. "No, never."
"It' not the impression that I'm getting, right now," He replied looking upset. "I mean seriously I had to hear it from a voice mail? When were you going to tell me," He asked throwing his hands up. "Or were you ever going to tell me?" David added becoming crest fallen.
"I was, honest." Amy said. "When, before or after the rest of the world knew? Do you have any idea how much that hurts?" David choked.
"I never meant to hurt you." She replied softly. "Then talk to me, please?" David begged. "What have I done to make you want to leave?"
Amy pointed at him. "You have done nothing wrong," She swallowed sitting on the couch. "I'm only transferring because I don't want to be a painful reminder to you."
David looked at her strangely. "Why do you think that?" "Because I-I hurt you," Amy replied looking at him tearing up. "I was so wrong about everything."
He sighed sitting beside her. "I see. How did you find out?" Amy sniffed. "Chris called shortly after you left… and Clara filled in everything else." He nodded. "I did tell you," David scoffed folding his arms. "Funny how you finally believe me when someone else tells you."
"I know and I wish I could take it all back…and I can't." She said lowering her eyes.
David shook his head. "No, you can't. What you said really broke my heart." Amy could feel the tears starting. "I'm sorry. I know it means nothing but I'm so sorry." She softly choked back a sob.
Amy could feel him staring at her and just waited for him to say it was over. Instead he slowly came closer to her. "You're wrong." She glanced at him through tear filled eyes as he took her hand; his touch so gentle and loving. "Your apology does mean something," He sighed. "In a way it's my fault. I should've told you."
She shook her head and caressed the side of his face that she slapped. "No, don't say that, don't even think that. I was the one that hurt you." "Didn't know we were competing." He lightly joked making her smile a little. Amy lowered her eyes and sniffed. "I should've known better."
David sighed heavily. "You said in the voice mail that you loved me. Do you?" He asked searching her eyes. She nodded stroking his ear. "Yes."
David took her hand lovingly kissing her palm. "Then don't leave. We can't change what happened but we can learn from it, yeah?" He said softly.
She looked at him hopeful. "Really?" He shrugged. "If you want." Amy sniffed but smiled. "I'd like that." "Me too." David smirked pressing his lips against hers. She kissed him back embracing the back of his neck loving the feeling and taste of his lips, again.
After the kiss he grabbed the stereo remote from the coffee table and turned on Jack's CD player; soft music started playing. "What are you doing?" She asked.
He smiled and stood from the couch extending his hand. "Come on." "What for?" Amy asked smiling.
He shrugged "Well, as I recall we had a date that night that we never went on and I want to make it up to you." David gently pulled her up. "But I'm in my pajamas." She giggled.
David smiled. "Yes and there very cute like you." Amy blushed and wrapped her arms around him and they started dancing slowly. She hugged him nuzzling his neck as he held her closer. "I missed you." She whispered. "Quite right, too." He lightly teased making her snicker softly.
"So are we really back together?" Amy asked.
Instead of answering he gently tilted her chin up towards him; his dark brown eyes briefly searched hers before pressing his lips against hers in a tender soft kiss that made Amy practically melt in his arms.
After the kiss she grinned. "I'll take that as yes." David smirked and held her close and they continued dancing together, slowly. For once everything felt right again.