Title: Adore

Word Count: 1,013

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Summary: Clara Oswald wonders why the Doctor keeps looking at her like that. (Companion to the previous, 'Love At First Sight')

Rating: T

Song Lyrics: 'Adore', by Paramore

Authors note at the bottom ;)

I don't mean to run,
But every time you come around I feel,
More alive, than ever
And I guess it's too much,
Maybe we're too young,
And I don't even know what's real,
But I know I've never wanted anything so bad,
I've never wanted anyone so bad,

There is something about the way he looks at her which makes her heart whirl with delight. She doesn't know what it is, or why, but she likes it. It makes her feel wanted; it makes her feel special. She knows how she feels about him, and she knows that it's probably never going to work out but she doesn't really care. But there is something in his gaze that hints something less friendly; there is something that hints something of romantic intentions, she is sure, and the best part is, she won't even mind if he likes her like that.

He blushes when she makes her snide little remarks. She finds him cute when he's flustered. And it makes her feel special the way she has captured his attention in such a delicate and intricate manner.

She likes how light he makes her feel – there is no pressure around him, every matter is weightless, except for some which they rarely ever bring up. She likes the way he looks at her, and she's said it so many times before, but it makes her feel something more than just friendship; it makes her want to walk over to him and just hold him close and never let go. Other times, it makes her want to rush towards him and do naughty things to him.

It frustrates her that she thinks this way about a one-thousand year old time traveling alien in a box. She knows that he has had so many lovers before her, including River Song, whom she had just had the privilege of meeting, although she was somehow dead. (Leave it to the Doctor to get married to a dead psycho) She's competing with ghosts, and it sounds completely mad, but it's true.

She's just another companion, and she was being so predictable, she hopped in his snog box (which still has to live up to its name) and let him whisk her away. But she doesn't just want to be another companion; she wants to be his companion – Clara Oswald, the Impossible Girl.

She wants to stay with him forever, however long that may before her; they could live their forever in a short number of years or till the end of the universe, but none of that matters, no matter how badly she wished it would happen. She doesn't want a picture perfect romance, those are boring; she wants what they almost have – a love story.

It's like he said when they saved that Hylla girl, It's the oldest story in the universe. This one or any other. Boy and girl fall in love, get separated by events - war, politics, accidents in time. She's thrown out of the hex or he's thrown into it. Since then they've been yearning for each other across time and space. Across dimensions. This isn't a ghost story, it's a love story. And she loves him so much that she, herself, cannot even begin to comprehend what her heart is feeling.

She wants him to hold her close and kiss her forehead and make her feel wanted. She wants him to kiss her like he kisses everything else while they are on an adventure which makes them run for their lives. She wants so much and she's willing to sell her soul to the Devil just to have it.

She likes to picture herself with him; she always imagines that they are happily together, bound to each other like the sun and the moon, but she knows that it will never happen; she's much too ordinary for him. Besides, he said it himself, she was much to short and her nose was funny.

So as they return from a gruesome adventure which involved her getting covered in gizzards, she pretends she's not paying attention to him, and she notices that his eyes scan something they shouldn't and he gets all flustered and rushes away from her. She fights the urge to laugh and she saunters down the corridor to take a shower, which she proceeds with going to the library. (On her way grabbing a cup of tea) She pulls out the Harry Potter books she was interested in and continues to read where she left off.

She is only able to read a chapter before he bursts in to the library. She jumps in surprise; she was looking forward to a night filled with quiet reading and saddening thoughts, not a worried looking Doctor. She gives him a look, questioning him with her eyes before her words. She asks him is he's okay, and he replies yes, so she believes that there is something with the old cow – probably broken something important.

Then, he's kissing her, and she doesn't know what's happening. She's confused and over joyed at the same time, which feels so wrong, but this kiss feels so right. So she clears her thoughts and focuses on the fact that he is kissing her, with lips and he's not pulling away or doing any weird hand motions or squirming in awkwardness.

She starts kissing him back like she has wanted to do for so long, and he jumps in response. She feels so high, and she knows that it's silly that a kiss an do this to a person, but it is and she knows that she is so utterly and deeply in love with him that she can't help but feel so alive.

She starts nibbling on his bottom lip because she knows this maybe the last time he ever kisses her (or looks at her, for all that she cares) and she wants him to remember her for something (even if it is her bite-y kisses) And as he pulls away after what seems like ages, she smiles and lets out a laugh, looking up at him. He's red faced, per usual, but he looks so happy, and that makes her feel like the only person in the universe that matters to him.

Because whenever she makes him feel happy, he makes her feel special; she feels impossible.

If I let you love me,
Be the one adored,
Would you go all the way?
Be the one I'm looking for?
If I let you love me, (If I say,)
Be the one adored, (It's okay,)
Would you go all the way? (Stay,)
Be the one I'm looking for?

Hello! Friends! I know, really fast update bc I was motivated.

Okay to the guest that sent me a prompt, I don't really listen to that sort of music, so if you could send me a scenario, I will most defiantly write about it. I usually write then look for a song that will fit what I'm writing about after. So I'm sorry that I wasn't really able to do that prompt-y thing you sent me.

On a much lighter note, if you haven't noticed, I changed my pen name for various reasons, which I don't really care to explain bc they are sort of personal and stuff. So hopefully you'll respect my privacy in that matter. But I'll let you in on one part, I wanted something Doctor Who related, and bleu is blue in French and obviously you can figure out the rest.

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