Chapter 15: untitled

A/N: I hope you guys enjoy this chapter!
Also, what did you guys think of the christmas special? I loved it.

John stared at the sparkly engagement ring in his hands as he sat on the couch, sipping tea. Since Clara had already went to sleep, John wasn't worried about her seeing the ring before it was the right time. A weird bunchy feeling appeared in his stomach, almost like butterflies. How was he going to do it?

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It was mid-May when John finally decided to propose. They had went through a rough patch in March. Something about him being distant and Clara thinking he was dating another student. But he wasn't and he had promised to be home more often. Clara agreed and they continued their relationship. But John had an elaborate plan for his proposal. The last day of the semester was when.

Clara woke up next to John that morning, wondering why she had to go on the last day of the semester. "Dammit." she whispered, slipping off her pyjama pants only to put on a pair of light blue skinny jeans.

"You okay?" John said while wiping the sleep out of his eyes. He propped himself up on his elbow.

"Yeah, just the semesters almost over and I don't want to go." Clara complained, pulling off her tank top and replacing it with a The Beatles tee-shirt.

John chuckled and stood up only to walk behind Clara and hug her. He kissed her cheek, then traveled down to her neck, stopping at her collarbones. Clara giggled as his lips placed angel kisses across her skin. "Have a nice day, dear." John whispered before placing a kiss on her lips

Clara rolled her eyes, "Easy for you to say, you don't have to teach today." She rotated her body to face him and placed a tender kiss on his ever so unique nose.

John shrugged, "True." Clara pushed him away playfully and went back to her dresser drawer to fetch a pair of purple ankle socks. "Sorry." He chuckled.

Clara kissed him on the jaw before walking into the living room and slipping on her ballet slipper black shoes. "I love you, goodbye!" She slung her messenger bag over her shoulder and ran out the door, leaving John to carry out his plans.

"Love you, too!" He called with a smile before running back to their room to dress. He dressed in his usual black jacket, button up, and black slacks with loafers. The dark blue velvet ring box was in his left pocket, just waiting to be given to Clara.

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Clara walked into her required Maths class only to find the room very vacant. Their was only a hand full of students and the professor. It was the same professor that nearly caught them kissing nearly half a year ago. He didn't ask her about it but he did give her weird looks every now and then. His name was Matthew Smith--no relation to John--, he was a handsome man with an extraordinary big chin who was only about five years her senior but he just wasn't her type. He often wore bow ties and made stupid jokes that nobody understood.

Clara rolled her eyes--momentarily thinking of darting out the door before the professor could see her--before simply sitting near the back of the room and slouching down in her chair. A groan escaped her lips before the professor finally stood up from his desk and announced what they were doing that day.

"I know it is the end of the semester, and nearly every single one of you are wondering why you even showed up, but we are just doing a simple worksheet today to turn in for extra credit. Okay?" The room nodded. "Let's get started!" He clapped his hands together before handing out the three page worksheet to the entire class--aka seven people.

Clara was halfway done with the worksheet when there came a knock at the door. The whole seven people in the classroom looked to the door as Professor Matthew Smith walked to the door and answered it. Clara's eyes went wide when she saw John there, grinning like a fool. "Hello, can I speak to Miss Clara Oswin Oswald?" Clara just barely heard John whisper to the professor.

(A/N: I hope you guys don't mind that I just made Clara's middle name Oswin :/ lol I think it fits quite well.)

A weird bunchy feeling formed in her stomach; anxiety. 'What was he doing here?' she thought, chewing on her pencil.

The professor nodded to John and he entered the room. Looking quite flustered, he stood up at the front of the class and started to speak. "Hello, Clara." John gave a little wave and Clara nervously waved back. "Uh, where do I start? Um--I love you. And I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you." Clara's cheeks flushed a deep shade of magenta and a grin graced her face while the professor looked at John with an odd expression. "I really meant for this to be more romantic and dramatic but..." John got down on one knee. Clara stood up slowly and walked closer to him. "Will you marry me, Clara?" They were only about a foot away from each other by now and Clara's eyes were full of happy tears.

It seemed that everyone else in the room was either too weirded out by the fact he was over twenty years her senior or very touched that he loved her so much. "Of course!" Clara cried, jumping into his arms and nuzzling his neck with her nose.

John's grin grew to an almost impossibly large size as he was in awe that Clara said yes. There was always this doubt in his mind about her saying yes because of that stupid nightmare over two months ago. But now everything was okay and he had his Clara forever. "Oh my God! Really?" He held her out in front of him.

Clara nodded eagerly, "Yes! Yes, yes, yes!" She jumped into his arms once again before kissing him quite roughly.

John blushed and hugged her, not being able to believe that just happened.

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VERY IMPORTANT A/N: Okay so this is the last chapter of this story. *sad face* BUT there will be a sequel and I will get started on that very very soon, I promise. I will write another authors note chapter on this story when the first chapter of the sequel is ready, okay? I LOVE YOU ALL SO VERY MUCH.