Myself and Mr Smith

The Day After The Night Before

The day after the night before, I was sick to my stomach, I woke up on Phee's couch, I was consistently drinking water, how much did I drink?

We only went to a small Pub, it wasn't even that busy. I got up and stumbled to Phee's room. I leaned against the door frame and slurred out the words;

"What happened?"

Phee looks at me to say "you can't remember?"

"No, I cant" I say as I stumble towards her bed.

"Well let me tell you, you met a guy, a very insanely gorgeous an smart guy" she looked at me and smiled. "do you remember who it was?"

"No,who was it?"

"Check your phone"

I got up and stumbled back to the living sliding my hand into my coat pocket and pulling my phone out. I stare at it to see a text from 'The Doctor'.

I stumbled back to Phee's room and I was becoming more sober, I looked at her and showed her my phone, "who's that?"

"Who do you think?"

"Phee I really don't know"

"It's the eleventh doctor"

"No, I can't be, I mean how? Like why?"

"You met him at the pub last night and you bothed danced, laughed and fell over together"

"No, no no, I mean this can't be true"

"It is Petal"

"Your telling me that I was drunk with Matt Smith?"

"Yes I am Petal, I mean It looked like you two have known each other for years the way you were acting towards each other"

"It can't be, the only time I met him was at Comic Con remember, he singed my photo of him and Jenna"

"I do remember I was there" Phee got of the bed, she had bruises on her knees.

"Phee was happened" I was extremely worried for her.

"Remember I fell on the pavement and I hurt my knee"

"No" but I couldn't help believe her because she was T Total.

"Well Miss O'Shea you have got doctor waiting" she ginned as she got a dress from her cupboard.

"What do you mean Phee?" I stared at her and took the dress off her, i placed it against my chest and stared at the Mirror.

"I mean, you planed a date with the doctor" she grinned even bigger, like she was jelouse of me, but i couldnt help but think she was.

"are you okay, I mean Phee I know you have fancied him since 2009, but i cant help but feel bad" I started walking towards her, placing down the dress, i wanted to make sure my best friend was okay with me going on a date with well MATT Fucking SMITH!!! When i aproached her, i gave her a hug and Phee Let out a tear or so.

"Honestly" phee said wiping the tear of her cheek, "I'm fine, you go on your date with Matt seriously i'll be fine"

"You Promise?" I said to Phee picking the dress back up.

"I promise" She handed e over a pair of tights, and some heels.

Phee got back into bed and wrapped herself up in the blanket and i left closing the door behind me.

I got to the bathroom and Phee as honestly a lot prettier than me, i mean she was skinny and her sleek brown hair sat on her face it was georgus, i was really jelouse of her. All i had going for me was my eyes, the only part if me i liked. I had Firery Auburn hair, some might say it goes with my temper, but nether the less i had pale skin, some freckles and a alright body, i was never the type of person to consistantly hate my body but i had a love hate relationship with it.