Fic: Call Me Maybe
Title: Call Me Maybe (3/?)
Author: ddshipper9692
Rating: General
Summary: The Doctor takes a break from saving the universe and is trying to find a new companion, but what happens when he meets his new neighbours and their friend?
Disclaimer: I do not own nor am associated with Doctor Who or Carly Rae Jepsen
Word Count: 973
Characters: Ten, Donna, Martha, Rose eventual Ten/Donna
A/N: Thanks again to bas_math_girl for helping me out.
A/N2: The song 'Call Me Maybe' inspired this story. Also sorry I haven't updated my other story 'Trying Not To Love You' but my muse is currently on holiday with it.
The Doctor couldn’t remember the last time he’d had this much fun doing something as mundane as seeing a movie and then going out for dinner. After Martha had dropped them off, he walked Donna to her door and said goodnight. As she opened the door to walk in, she turned slightly to smile at him, causing him to blush and smile shyly in return. The moment, however, was ruined when Rose came to see what was going on. The Doctor made a break for it to his door, smiling when he heard Donna giggle and Rose ask ‘what?’ in a confused and annoyed voice.
For the next week and a half the Doctor tried to invite Donna and Martha out to lunch but Martha was busy with exams and he couldn’t get five minutes with Donna without Rose popping up and trying to monopolise his time. The Doctor wasn’t a very patient man, especially in this incarnation, and Rose was testing his limits; so he made a plan to ask Donna out on a date on Friday night so that he could fast track his plans and get away from Rose before he snapped.
Friday night arrived and the Doctor built up his courage as he did a once over of himself and practice what he was going to say to Donna. After settling what he was going to say he checked his internal clock and realised that Rose should have left to go and get smashed with her friends from her school days and Donna should be home by herself, or at least with Martha.
What he didn’t know was that Rose had guessed that he might be planning this. She knew for a fact that Donna had been planning to ask him out, so instead of going out like normal, she had phoned Donna and told her she wasn’t feeling well, and asked if she could pick some things up for her on her way home. And Donna, being the compassionate person she was, said ‘yes’. Dressing in a short dress, with a low neckline and a slit up its side, Rose just waited.
The Doctor decided that it was time to try his luck and went next door and knocked, however, it wasn’t Donna that answered the door; it was Rose.
“Oh, hello, Rose. Is Donna in?” he asked, knowing she wasn’t by the way Rose was dressed.
“Well hi there, John. I’m afraid she’s not back yet, but you’re welcome to come in and wait for her,” she purred at him.
“Um no, that’s ok, I’ll just....” But he didn’t get to finish the sentence as she pulled him in and closed the door behind him.
He was then pulled to the living room and pushed onto the three seater settee were she proceeded to sit so close to him that she might as well have been sitting in his lap!
“Umm, I don’t mean to be rude but I really have no interest in you, Rose,” the Doctor stated as he tried to move away from her. Her perfume was starting to overwhelm him and make him nauseous.
However this did not deter her as she threw herself at him and kissed him. Shocked, the Doctor didn’t do anything for a few seconds, and then he pushed her off him stating, once again, his lack of interest in her. Rose realised he was serious, and decided that if she couldn’t have him then neither could Donna.
Rose started crying, knowing it usually always worked on Donna. The Doctor started to panic and tried to calm her down, however, they heard Martha’s car pull up and this caused the Doctor to panic more. Just as Donna and Martha walked in Rose slapped him and then threw herself at Donna, sobbing. Looking at Martha, then the Doctor and finally at Rose, she waited for someone to explain.
“Donna,” Rose cried. “Thank god you’re back,” she continued.
“What happened?” she asked in a calm voice, looking at Rose then the Doctor and then back at Rose.
The Doctor had a feeling this was about to end ugly if Rose had her way so he spoke as quickly as possible, “Nothing happened, except that Rose doesn’t take rejection well,” pointing at his cheek.
Rose looked up to see Donna and Martha glaring at her; she took off to her room.
Looking at each other in surprise, Donna shrugged and turned to the Doctor, asking, “Sorry about that. Would you like something to drink?”
"Tea, please," the Doctor eagerly answered; and he joined Donna and Martha in the kitchen as they bustled about producing drinks for them all.
The offer of tea to Rose was inevitably declined as she continued to sulk in her room.
To the Doctor's delight, Donna sat herself next to him on the settee as they idly chatted about their day and what had happened on TV; X Factor being the latest hot topic. Finishing his tea, the Doctor stood to say his goodbyes, admitting that he had some marking to do.
Donna stood too. "That's a shame. Will we be seeing you later, John?"
Licking his lips, the Doctor realised it was now or never. “Well, I was wondering if you would like to go out to dinner tomorrow night, on a date?” he nervously got out.
Seeing how nervous he was that she would say no, Donna responded in the only way fit. Smiling largely, she replied, “Yes, I would love to.”
“Oh OK, good, I will pick you up at seven then?” was his more confident response.
Nodding and then saying their goodnights, the Doctor walked (well, skipped more like it) to his door and went inside. As he turned, Martha’s muffled voice reached him.
“Told you he liked you,” she said.
To his absolute pleasure, Donna’s response could be heard as, “That’s good; because I think I might just like him too.”
Author: ddshipper9692
Rating: General
Summary: The Doctor takes a break from saving the universe and is trying to find a new companion, but what happens when he meets his new neighbours and their friend?
Disclaimer: I do not own nor am associated with Doctor Who or Carly Rae Jepsen
Word Count: 973
Characters: Ten, Donna, Martha, Rose eventual Ten/Donna
A/N: Thanks again to bas_math_girl for helping me out.
A/N2: The song 'Call Me Maybe' inspired this story. Also sorry I haven't updated my other story 'Trying Not To Love You' but my muse is currently on holiday with it.
The Doctor couldn’t remember the last time he’d had this much fun doing something as mundane as seeing a movie and then going out for dinner. After Martha had dropped them off, he walked Donna to her door and said goodnight. As she opened the door to walk in, she turned slightly to smile at him, causing him to blush and smile shyly in return. The moment, however, was ruined when Rose came to see what was going on. The Doctor made a break for it to his door, smiling when he heard Donna giggle and Rose ask ‘what?’ in a confused and annoyed voice.
For the next week and a half the Doctor tried to invite Donna and Martha out to lunch but Martha was busy with exams and he couldn’t get five minutes with Donna without Rose popping up and trying to monopolise his time. The Doctor wasn’t a very patient man, especially in this incarnation, and Rose was testing his limits; so he made a plan to ask Donna out on a date on Friday night so that he could fast track his plans and get away from Rose before he snapped.
Friday night arrived and the Doctor built up his courage as he did a once over of himself and practice what he was going to say to Donna. After settling what he was going to say he checked his internal clock and realised that Rose should have left to go and get smashed with her friends from her school days and Donna should be home by herself, or at least with Martha.
What he didn’t know was that Rose had guessed that he might be planning this. She knew for a fact that Donna had been planning to ask him out, so instead of going out like normal, she had phoned Donna and told her she wasn’t feeling well, and asked if she could pick some things up for her on her way home. And Donna, being the compassionate person she was, said ‘yes’. Dressing in a short dress, with a low neckline and a slit up its side, Rose just waited.
The Doctor decided that it was time to try his luck and went next door and knocked, however, it wasn’t Donna that answered the door; it was Rose.
“Oh, hello, Rose. Is Donna in?” he asked, knowing she wasn’t by the way Rose was dressed.
“Well hi there, John. I’m afraid she’s not back yet, but you’re welcome to come in and wait for her,” she purred at him.
“Um no, that’s ok, I’ll just....” But he didn’t get to finish the sentence as she pulled him in and closed the door behind him.
He was then pulled to the living room and pushed onto the three seater settee were she proceeded to sit so close to him that she might as well have been sitting in his lap!
“Umm, I don’t mean to be rude but I really have no interest in you, Rose,” the Doctor stated as he tried to move away from her. Her perfume was starting to overwhelm him and make him nauseous.
However this did not deter her as she threw herself at him and kissed him. Shocked, the Doctor didn’t do anything for a few seconds, and then he pushed her off him stating, once again, his lack of interest in her. Rose realised he was serious, and decided that if she couldn’t have him then neither could Donna.
Rose started crying, knowing it usually always worked on Donna. The Doctor started to panic and tried to calm her down, however, they heard Martha’s car pull up and this caused the Doctor to panic more. Just as Donna and Martha walked in Rose slapped him and then threw herself at Donna, sobbing. Looking at Martha, then the Doctor and finally at Rose, she waited for someone to explain.
“Donna,” Rose cried. “Thank god you’re back,” she continued.
“What happened?” she asked in a calm voice, looking at Rose then the Doctor and then back at Rose.
The Doctor had a feeling this was about to end ugly if Rose had her way so he spoke as quickly as possible, “Nothing happened, except that Rose doesn’t take rejection well,” pointing at his cheek.
Rose looked up to see Donna and Martha glaring at her; she took off to her room.
Looking at each other in surprise, Donna shrugged and turned to the Doctor, asking, “Sorry about that. Would you like something to drink?”
"Tea, please," the Doctor eagerly answered; and he joined Donna and Martha in the kitchen as they bustled about producing drinks for them all.
The offer of tea to Rose was inevitably declined as she continued to sulk in her room.
To the Doctor's delight, Donna sat herself next to him on the settee as they idly chatted about their day and what had happened on TV; X Factor being the latest hot topic. Finishing his tea, the Doctor stood to say his goodbyes, admitting that he had some marking to do.
Donna stood too. "That's a shame. Will we be seeing you later, John?"
Licking his lips, the Doctor realised it was now or never. “Well, I was wondering if you would like to go out to dinner tomorrow night, on a date?” he nervously got out.
Seeing how nervous he was that she would say no, Donna responded in the only way fit. Smiling largely, she replied, “Yes, I would love to.”
“Oh OK, good, I will pick you up at seven then?” was his more confident response.
Nodding and then saying their goodnights, the Doctor walked (well, skipped more like it) to his door and went inside. As he turned, Martha’s muffled voice reached him.
“Told you he liked you,” she said.
To his absolute pleasure, Donna’s response could be heard as, “That’s good; because I think I might just like him too.”