My eyes fluttered open to see no one on the beige couch. I blinked several times as I yawned. Then I realized that there was a stranger in my apartment.
I quietly crept and went into my half kitchen grabbing a bat from under the counter. I held it as if I was about to bat and walked down the hall quietly. I heard a wiring sound and mumbling. What is this man doing? I thought. I entered my room at the back of the building and saw the man going through my dresser.
"What the hell are you doing in my clothes!?" I yelled holding the bat higher. The man, startled by my shout, held his hands up. It was then that I got a full look at him. He wore a long waist coat and had a suit underneath it. His hair was sticking out and it complemented his sideburns. "W-who are you?"
"I-I'm no threat! I just want to know where I am." he said putting his hands out in from of him.
"You're in my apartment... in Charlotte, North Carolina." I noticed his accent; he definitely wasn't from around here. "You're in America." I said clearing up his confused look.
"Oh, that explains it. It smells weird here..." he said putting his hands in his pant pockets. Was he trying to distract me? I shook my head clearing out my worries.
"Why are you going through my clothes?" I said moving deeper into my room. He turned around and glanced at my disturbed drawer of socks, and undergarments.
He pointed to my chest. "Oh, those are real." I gasped loudly in shock.
"Of course they are!" I raved.
"I-I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" he apologized.
"It-it's okay." I huffed. I dropped the bat down on the floor and folded my arms. "You got a name?"
"John. I'm John Smith." He managed. His face was cleanly shaven and young. My cheeks burned.
"I'm Jay." I said holding out my hand. He took it firmly. His hand was warm on my cold skin and it sent chills down my back. "Do you know what happened to you?"
"All I remember was sparks and darkness..." he trailed off with a sad look on his face.
"Okay...you like eggs?" I said messing with my hands, absentmindedly.
"Yea, yea sure." he followed me down the hall and he sat at the bar in the kitchen. I got out my half dozen of eggs from the fridge and cracked a few into a pan.
"So what part of England are you from?" I asked stirring the eggs in the pan.
He watched my hands carefully as I put the eggs on a plate. "London." he said simply. He hungrily shoveled the eggs into his mouth.
"You do know I have more eggs in the fridge right?"
He laughed. "Oh I'm sorry! I'm just so hungry...I don't eat much..."
"I can see that." I laughed. He was pretty slim, but it made his pin-stripped suit looked good on him. It hugged him just right... I looked at the wall clock in the awkward silence as our laughter died away.
"Listen I have to work today. If you want, you can come with." John looked up and smiled widely.
"Yes, of course!"
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Sky Full of Stars: A Doctor Who Fan-fiction
FanfictionJay Verra was the most normal of people. She had an okay job, and her college homework weighed her down. But on her way from school one rainy night, she finds a man on the side of the road, and not to far away, a blue 1950's police box. Will she car...
