Who’s gonna come around when you break?
Not to mention it is great inspiration for my story.
Let’s hope I don’t freak out when I read it like I did the first time.
I’ve had this image in my mind for a few days now of Billie sititng in the middle of a bed, tears streaming down her face, and she’s scream and hitting her hands against the matress, trying desperately to get someone to understand how hurt she is feeling and how she can’t figure out what to do and why everyone is leaving her….
And this is why I’m writing an angsty story about her.
Doctor Who - Cast & Crew Special
To The Proclaimers “I’m Gonna Be (500 Miles)”
David you are absolutely adorable. Also, every time I hear this song, I dance. Which makes work interesting.
“I’m leaving, Loki. The dimension canon is ready and the stars are coming out. I have to go now and find the Doctor to save the universe. All the universes. I — I’m leaving tomorrow morning. … Please, say something.”
“We’ve already talked about that. I have to do it or it’ll be darkness. Darkness everywhere.”
“So you’re leaving me. Abandoning me.”
“What is so important about your precious Doctor? Why do you have do be his puppet, even when he is no longer in your life? Can you not see what he is doing to you? Can you not see there is so much more here for you? Why can you not see it, Rose Tyler? Tell me!”
“I’m in love with him…”
“And I am in love with you. And you are in love with me too. Just open your eyes and face the truth, Rose Tyler!”
What is that last gif from?! Please specify! Because it’s breaing my heart!
The love of her life is still trapped in a drawing and she sees no way out, and she’s almost defeated. But then there’s this flicker of light and hope, and, um, she gets the guy again.
Finished reading The Day I Met You. Now I need to watch Doctor Who. Or Single Father again. I need more Billie and David things in my life.
Take all your chances while you can
You’ll never know when they’ll pass you by
Billie was curled up on her bed, her arms clutching a pillow to her chest, wishing it were his body instead. She closed her eyes as tears rolled down her face. Sobs shook her body as she curled herself up tighter. It hurt her to know that he was gone, that she couldn’t physically see him again. Memories of everything she loved about him coursed unbiddenly through her mind. The moments when they would lie together in bed, her head cushioned on his chest. He would stroke her hair and play with her fingers while she listened to his heartbeat. How he would kiss her on the nose every morning, his version of being her personal alarm clock. The trinkets he would pick up while he was out, just because they made him think of her. Billie buried her face in the pillow, screaming as she hit the mattress beside her. “Give him back! Please! Give him back!” Her cries gradually began to soften as exhaustion creeped in on her. “I need him,” she whispered.
In other news, I found Secret Diary of a Call Girl. This may kill me.
A David/Billie one! Which will go perfectly with my story of them!
David and Billie are going to be doing photos together in November at the Doctor Who convention. And I can’t go.
What is this fuckery?!?!?!?
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