Whouffle One Shots

Maybe

Maybe it was Clara's fault. Maybe. After all, she was the one that was driving the tardis when it crash landed on this deserted, abandoned planet.

The Doctor had overreacted when he shouted at her to go away and let him fix it on his own before she 'makes it worse.'

Clara let out a sigh, all this blaming and crashing had given her a thumping headache the past two hours, which didn't seem to be getting any better. Her knees were brought up to her chest and her arms relaxing over them, over lapping one another.

Her eyelids kept drooping down, it felt like she had been there for a while. Although, she couldn't tell as she 1) had no watch, 2) her phone was out of charge, and 3) the sun never set on this planet.

A horrible smell was being erupted from the craters in the ground. It smelled of vinegar and someone who had been working out at the gym and never heard of deodorant. The worst thing about smells, is that you can sometimes taste it.

This happened with Clara. She clamped her hand around her mouth. And for the first time that day, realising that the air was safe to breathe.

She got up, legs stretching out, she raised her hands and pushed her back forward. She was tired. Maybe the Doctor had fixed the tardis. She thought hopefully. Maybe he hasn't. Her half hearted smile was now pulled down into a frown as she threw her head back and let out a frustrated noise.

She was going to make her way back to the tardis, and if the doctor didn't want to see her. That was his problem. Not hers. It didn't take long to see the tardis in the distance, the Doctor leaned over, getting something from what looked to be a toolbox.

She marched onwards, towards it. Stopping when she was face to face with the doctor. "Well." Her Birmingham accent evident. "Have you fixed it yet?"

The Doctor looked up, his slicked back hair falling over his face as he stood up staight, looking down on Clara. "No. I haven't." He stated before going back to the Tardis.

Clara felt quite intimidated. Clara never felt intimidated. "Yeah, well, hurry up, okay?" She said sternly. It wasn't meant to come out light hearted, and it certainly didn't.

Doctor turned around to face her,"Now, listen, Clara. This was your fault. I'm fixing your mistake. I will take however long I would like." This is the first time her boyfriend has ever defended himself.

"Oh yeah. As if you've never crashed the Tardis before. We're not all perfect. Are we, Doctor?"

"Clara. I think it best if you left." The anger was so livid you could feel it in every word he pushed out.

"But-" She was going to start an arguement before the Doctor interrupted.

"Get away! Get out! Leave me alone! As soon as this Tardis is fixed you're going home and you are never coming away with me again! Is that understood?!" He had finally exploded.

Clara walked off, she was never good at arguing with people she loved most in the world. And she really did love the doctor the most.

Tears threatened to escape her eyes. She hadn't went too far. She made sure that he was still in her sight. Maybe it's not the tardis. Maybe its something else. Another dangerous, uncalled for thought.

She looked up, the Doctor had stopped what he was doing and seemed to be looking at her. He threw something on the ground and starting make his way towards Clara.

She wiped her eyes, not wantingto show any signs of the tears that had fell down her cheeks. She gulped nervously, her stomach in a knot. She was about to get up and leave, when the Doctor was standing in front of her.

He wrapped his arms around her without a word. "Im sorry, Clara." He muffled.

Clara returned the gesture, wrapping her arms around his neck, on her toes. Tears broke free as she cried into his neck. "Please. Please. Don't leave me."

"I would never dream of it. You're my impossible girl."

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Sorry I haven't updated in so long. Im definitely going to continue writing oneshots, but i cant think of anything. If you would like to send in a request. Please do so. I love you guys.

- Caitlin xx