Present Day:

Rose slowly woke up in her new apartment as the sun peaked through the blinds of her window. She sat up stretching and glanced around her room realizing she was still surrounded by boxes. "Blimey I still have a lot left to unpack." She muttered.

Just then her upstairs neighbor could be heard above her head. It sounded like they were in a hurry. She just smirked. Rose didn't really mind. It reminded her of the hectic mornings at home with her family.

Rose got out of bed and stood in front the cherry oak dresser mirror in her polka dot pajama bottoms and white tank top and began fixing her hair in a messy ponytail.

At twenty five she had become a famous author but never forgot where she came from even had the same friends. She loved writing and was pretty satisfied with her life except one thing was still missing; David.

Rose glanced at his picture tracing the worn edges as it sat against the dresser mirror and smiled sadly at it. She always hoped she would find him again but reason always seems to tell her otherwise.

She then snapped out of her own thoughts when she saw the post-it note on the mirror reminding her to call the phone company to hook up her phone.

"Damn it." Rose muttered. She grabbed her cell phone only to find she forgot to charge it.

"Oh, that's brilliant." She sighed to herself setting it down on the bed. "Now what?" She wondered scratching her head.

She then heard more bumping and walking upstairs. Rose bit her lower lip wondering if she should bother her upstairs neighbors and ask if she could use their phone.

Rose was still new to this town and really didn't know anyone. She could use this as an excuse to meet her new neighbors. Hoping they were morning people she got dressed before going upstairs.

Meanwhile upstairs sixteen year-old Amy was pacing outside the bathroom door impatiently waiting for her brother David to come out.

"Come on David! I've got to do my hair!" She moaned.

Dressed in his blue suit pants and white t-shirt he opened the door holding the phone under his chin and a toothbrush in his hand scowling. "Give me a second; I'm on the phone with Mickey. He can't read my handwriting on the prescription, again." David grumbled closing the door.

Amy rolled her eyes. "Here's a thought learn how to write." She muttered folding her arms.

"I heard that!" He shouted.

She made a face and was about to say something when there was a knock on the door.

"Amy, please get that!" He whined.

Amy groaned. Sometimes David drove her crazy but she loved him and knew he was doing his best between raising her on his own and working as a Doctor things had been pretty tough for both of them since their parents died a few years ago but somehow they managed.

The door knocked again and Amy sighed. "Okay, I'm coming!" She opened it and a young blond girl wearing jeans and grey t-shirt stood there looking a little nervous.

"Yeah?" Amy said.

Rose smiled slightly. "Hi, I'm Rose Tyler your new neighbor from downstairs and"

Her eyes grew. "No way! I've read all your books. You're like the best!" Amy grinned.

Rose blushed. She still wasn't used to compliments for her writing. "Thanks, that's very kind."

Then a look of concern spread across Amy's face. "Oh, I hope we're not making too much noise. It's a bit common around here, I'm afraid." She replied.

Rose shook her head. "No, I just wondered if I could use your phone."

"Sure come on in. I'm Amy by the way." She smiled.

Rose walked inside looking around at the nice furniture as her tennis shoes squeaked on the shiny wood floor. "Beautiful place." Rose smiled.

"Thanks, it's my brother's." Amy said plopping in a chair and glanced over at Rose. "You might as well sit it's going to be awhile my brother's using the phone right now in the bathroom." She sighed.

Rose sat looking at her strangely. "Can I ask why or do I want to know?"

She chuckled. "Oh, he's trying to get ready for work and was brushing his teeth when it rang."

"Ah, what's your brother do?" Rose asked.

"He's a Doctor at the children's hospital. All that noise you're hearing is usually him getting ready for work or leaving for a hospital emergency." Amy explained.

Rose just nodded and they talked a little bit before Amy stood up from her seat. "Well, I'll go see if he's done with the phone, yet."

She went to the door again and knocked. "Oi', you done yet?"

"Yeah, I got it sorted it out." He replied opening the door. David sighed leaning against the door frame. She noticed he looked tired.

"You okay?" Amy asked tilting her head.

He nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine." She looked at him unconvinced. "How late did you get in from the hospital last night?"

David scoffed. "I don't know but I'm fine. I promise." He assured her. "Anyway who are you talking to out there?" He frowned grabbing and buttoning his white shirt.

"Our new neighbor'; She's out in the living room and needs to use the phone." She replied taking it.

David scowled following her. "Amy, I've told you about that."

She sighed. "I'm not five besides when you see who are new neighbor is you'll flip."

He grunted unimpressed but when he walked into the room he stopped in his tracks and his eyes widen. Her head was down as she played with a loose thread on her shirt but he remembered that soft blond hair and those thin gold hoop earrings. "Rose?" David said in disbelief.

Rose looked up and gasped. It had to be a dream but there he was still as handsome as ever. She couldn't believe it. Part of her wanted to hold him but another wanted to hide remembering how she hurt him. "Hi, David." She replied timidly.

Amy looked at them both strangely. "Um, do you two know each other?"

"Know her, she" He couldn't finish and let his sentence trail. David shook his head; it was too much. Seeing her was just too much and too painful. "Excuse me." He said his voice breaking slightly as he quickly left the room.

Amy glanced at Rose confused but she just looked away and hurried out the apartment.

Once in the hall she began wiping her eyes wanting to cry but what for? What was she honestly expecting? That he would hold her and say he still loves her or that he forgives her?

Rose shook her head as she glanced back at his door. There he was her first real love steps away, right there and yet still so far.