I never know why. I only know who. (AU)

The beginning - Chapter 11

So this is where it all starts! Thanks so much to everyone who's commented and voted, it means lots. Sorry about the previous chapter... I did warn you!

"Do you have to go?" John whined, trailing his fingers on Clara's hip lazily.

Clara's Dad had a business trip out in the states for the whole of August, and he was taking Clara out there with him so she could help babysit his friend's kids. They had recently lost their Mum too and he thought it would be good for her.

And as much as she didn't want to go, she had wanted to go to America since she was a little girl. Especially since she would be staying in Pasadena, and she had been promised to be taken to Disneyland, which was secretly her dream.

"Yes." Clara smiled, watching as John pouted miserably. "But I'll facetime you every day if you want me to. I can be on the beach and you can be in rainy old England."

He groaned loudly, watching as the small smirk on Clara's face spread into a wide grin.

"What's the point in going to America if you'll just be talking to me the whole time? Might as well just stay here." John grumbled, moping to himself.

Clara raised hey eyebrows and laughed at him. "Well then, I just won't talk to you at all whilst I'm..."

"No, no!" John interrupted, suddenly much more awake than he was before. "I can live with that, it's fine."

She tutted to herself, leaning forward to place a soft kiss on his lips. "Thought so." She hummed, her nose knocking his playfully as she brought her hand up to caress his face lovingly.

It had been an entire week since their prom night. An entire week since they'd learnt a whole new side to each other. They had spent the Saturday cuddling, wanting to rest before going at it again. They didn't talk about it much. They had just somehow mutually decided that they wanted to watch TV for the day. Although, that changed a lot that night when they got back to the bedroom.

But before they knew it, Dave was home on Sunday and John was running out of the house to avoid being seen, just in case Dave decided that he wanted to kill him for defiling his daughter, although he had been the one to leave them alone for an entire weekend together.

It was barely a day before he was back at her house though, unable to stay away. He had expected to spend the whole holiday with her learning all about her, inside and out, which is why he was so annoyed when she suddenly announced she would be going to America in a week's time for the rest of the holidays.

In truth, she hadn't known either, but it still annoyed him. It entertained her that he took it so personally. She had honestly not expected him to act like such a lost puppy, but then, they had barely been apart since they had been together earlier in the year.

Being away from him for an entire month wasn't going to be nice. But it could be her only chance to go to sunny LA of all places in the world, before she so much as finished University, and that was a long time to wait in her opinion.

Besides, she could tease John all about her time there with the tan she was bound to get. That was if she didn't burn. She had never before, but her Mum was known for it. She was slightly grateful that she had received her Dad's skin in that respect.

It would be weird going on holiday without her Mum. It wasn't really a holiday so much as a business trip, but it would still be in a different country. Dave wasn't going to be there much, and although she would never tell John she had done this, she had begged her Dad to let him go with to keep her company. She didn't particularly fancy spending lots of time alone, and she had only met the kids she was babysitting once in her life when she was four and the eldest was just two.