A Relationship With A Scotsman (A David Tennant Fan Fic)

Ice Cream and Theatre

It was 9.24 when we left, we took his black Ford Fiesta to this ice cream shop. “I’ve been here before, were close to the beach.” I told him. And I have, I loved the beach here. I used to come to it all the time when we first moved here, but ever since I got friends, and I started school, the visits slowly stopped. We came to a slow stop, the parking lot held a few dispersed cars, that was it. I could see the boardwalk from here, the ferris wheel was lit up. I felt actually happy for a change, I like the position I was in. I barely knew this David, but it felt like we’ve known each other for ages. “So, besides Coldplay, what else, do you like?” he asked me while he was taking his shoes off. Black Chuck Taylor’s, the man had some style. I started to take my shoes off. I felt embarrassed for my choice of socks today, neon pink “Saturday” socks. It was Tuesday. “I’m sorry about my socks, I just grabbed what was on top. But to answer your question, im guessing I like Saturdays.” I laughed nervously. “Oh its fine, I grabbed my “Saturday socks too. See?” He raised his foot up to mine. I smiled, and he smiled back. His dimples were to die for. I started to take my socks off, and he soon did the same.  I grabbed my black chucks and stuffed my socks inside. He looked at me puzzled, “Are those mine?” I looked at him, then looked at my shoes. “Do you wear a size 9 in womens?” “Actually, I do.” He snatched the chucks out of my hand, and looked at them. “Nah, im just kidding.” He laughed, and handed my shoes back to me. “Am I falling for a scottish guy that I just met, almost about 2 hours ago?” I asked myself in my head. I guess I nodded yes because the mysterious David asked me if I was ok. “Yeah, im fine. I just asked myself a question that’s all.” I responded. David grabbed my open left hand and whispered “Let’s Go”. I lost my balance, but I didn’t fall. My feet suddenly met the dry, soft sand. It moved effortlessly beneath our feet. We soon made it down to where the tide was coming in at. “David, this is beautiful.” I said with my breath taken away. I honestly don’t know why I stopped coming to this beach, it was always gorgeous at night. “I know, just wait until later.” I nodded. “You never really answered my question earlier,” he continued. “I mean Saturdays are cool, but theres gotta be something else than Coldplay.” I smiled, it apparently was one of those “you have no idea what your getting into” smiles because he suddenly seem slightly scared. “You’re going to be in that sci-fi show, ye-“ “PLEASE, don’t tell me your one of THOSE people.” “Whadda mean?” “You know those people who are blatantly obsessed with like Star trek?” My face turned to the shade of the red uniforms from the movies. “There are people like that with Doctor Who.” “I act-actually love star trek. Ive actually never seen Doctor Who though, I just watched my first 6 minutes today.” David’s jaw dropped. “You’ve NEVER seen Doctor Who?!?!?!?” You could tell he was Scottish by the way he said “Doctor Who”. I shook my head no. “Oh, you’ve got another thing coming." We continued on our walk to the ice cream shop. It was silent for  awhile until I broke it. "Anything else you wanna know?" "Yeah, I saw you came in with Morgan, what's your story, I've never seen you around the set before." I sighed heavily, and he soon laughed. "Can this wait until after we get ice cream?" He nodded, and after about 3 minutes, we finally made it to the ice cream shop. After 8 minutes of trying to figure out what we were gonna get, we both decided on "Mint chocolate chip cookie dough". We went to go pay, and I pulled a few pounds out to pay for mine, David motioned me to put my money back, and then protested that "A lady must not pay for her ice cream, if her 'date' is eating the same flavour". "This doesn't even feel like a date" I thought to myself. It's just 2 people figuring out who they were, I guess it kinda was a date. We walked out of the cold shop, and out onto the sandy boardwalk. “You read for my story?” He took my hand, started to walk. “I’ll try to make this as short as i can, i wanna know about you too.” David smiled at me, and i continued my story. I told him how i met Morgan, and why i had an american accent. I didnt want to make everything about me, and i really did want to get to know him. “What do you like?” he asked me. “Well, i play some video games, older ones, like Super Mario, music, theater, and alot i guess.” “I do theater sometimes, i did romeo and juliet a couple years back.” My eyes got big, “Did you really?! Thats one of my favourite shakespeare plays.”  “Really? I played Romeo. Maybe you can be my juliet.” At that moment, I felt like someone actuallly wanted to be with me, just the feeling that someone wanted have me at my best and at my worse. Honestly, this feeling didnt feel real at all. I felt like i was in some fairy tale, and i had to keep pinching myself to make sure i wasnt in a dream. I asked about him, and surprisingly, we liked the same things, except the video games, but he said he would play some with me. We soon made it back to the car, and we made our way back to the barn to see if everyone was still there. It was 12 AM, and i half-expected them to still be there. When we pulled up, everything that put that barn out-of-place wasnt there anymore, it was just a normal barn. “I guess, your gonna have to drop me off then. Which means i can tell you where we’re going, or i can drive, and im not very good at directions.” I smiled at him, and after sitting in silence for about 2 minutes, he finally decided to let me drive.