Dreams (Matt Smith fanfiction)

decisions

I'd been in my room for a while, reading my email over and over again. It had been a few week since I last saw Matt, but we kept in touch. I was reading the email Matt had told me about, asking if I wanted to go on the Graham Norton show. I mean, wow, I used to watch that damn show all the time, now im being asked to go on it!

After a while of thinking, I decided, I wanted to go, only an idiot would turn down an opportunity like that, right? So I replied, telling them that I was interested, hopefully for them to give me another email informing me of some details.

I ran down stairs and told everyone the news, of course, they where thrilled. Mum was the most exited, raving around the house. I did try to get her to calm down..but she was having none of it. 

Mum was always the dramatic one in the family, which only made us love her more. I texted Matt to tell him I was going, even I was getting exited. 

Since getting the job, ive been getting quite a lot o attention, emails, texts, phone calls. Most of the emails where from fans, I have no idea where they got my email from, but it was ok, because most of the emails where really nice comments, and support. The texts and phone calls where mostly from magazines, TV shows and radio shows asking for interviews and/or photo shoots.

Many of them I didn't reply to, since I didn't really know what to say, or what decision to make. At the moment, I was loking onwards, and thinking about the Graham Norton show.

On the other hand, Matt and I just couldn't stop texting each other. We where both missing each other, but I needed to learn how to live with out being around him 24/7 no matter how hard it is.

I leaned on my side on my bed, watching TV. Flicking through the channels, there was nothing interesting on, and I wasn't in the mood to watch a movie. Besides, all my DVDs where on the shelves on the other side of the room. All the way over there. What? Im lazy, ok?

"Katie!!" I yelled

It was only a matter of time before my sister swung open my door, an eye brow raised.

"what?"

I stretched my leaned over body towards her, a twinkle in my eye.

"could you get a a bar of chocolate please?"

stared at me for a moment. "seriously? A bar of chocolate?"

"from the kitchen please!" I said

"Jessie, im not your slave!"

"no, but your my sister, and you love me"

She then sighed, "fine, just this once" Then she walked out, and bounced down the stairs.

It was a while before she came back up, So I continued to watch TV. Until she finally came up, and threw me the bar of chocolate I asked for, but swiftly left, probably to return to her room, and plan her secret plans of destruction...just kidding.

I munched on the bar of chocolate she gave me, thinking about the future, what lies ahead. What my life would be like if I hadn't got this job, if I hadn't met Matt.

What if Mark hadn't found me the job, or audition, and decided to leave it, would I find another man? Get another job? What would I do with my life?

...Ok im going a bit too far now. I need to appreciate my life for how it is now.

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So, still developing plans on how to end this fanfic. WAAA. yeah, I know, I know. I Keep on watching the doctor who finale over and over again. Its so good! 

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