You're my Soulmate [Johnlock]

Chapter Three

A/N Hey guys I'm so sorry for how long it took me to update this. I've been having extreme writers block. So enjoy I guess. And happy pi day!

John's POV

When they finely made it to the dinning hall, Sherlock turned around and started walking away.

"I'm going to the band room now. Goodbye, John," he only made a few steps before John was walking beside him again.

"Wait! Aren't you going to eat anything?" They had stopped and he had to look up to meet Sherlock's eyes.

"Nope," he popped the P. "I told you, eating slows down my thinking, didn't you hear me?" He squinted a little sarcastically.

"Fine but promise me you'll eat breakfast in the morning," he commanded. Sherlock glanced away. "I mean it," John said sternly.

"Maybe," he said quickly after a moment. "But for now, I'm going to the band room," he walked a few feet before yelling back. "Enjoy your dinner!" And soon he was gone.

John sighed and shook his head. After a moment he walked into the dinning hall and got some Chinese food and sat down at a table near the door. He glaced out the window and saw the two men on the stairs walking outside. The one named Jim made eye contact with him. He said something to Sebastian before they started walking in the opposite direction.

The was weird, John thought. Just then, three people walked up to him all holding trays of food. One of them had short white blonde hair, red lips and bright eyes. The other girl had long brunette hair a thin mouth with small brown eyes. The last one was a man much taller then the two girls. And well, he looked like Sherlock, except his hair was browner and he wasn't as attractive. Wait, did he just call Sherlock attractive?

"Can we sit with you?" the blonde asked, pulling John out of his thoughts.

"Of course," he said, not really wanting them to join him but he was too nice to say no.

"Thanks," the brunette smiled. "I'm Molly by the way. Molly Hooper. And this is Mary," he indicated towards the blonde. "And this is my boyfriend, Tim," Tim smiled nervously.

"I'm John Watson. It's nice to meet all of you," he smiled slightly at them.

"So, John, what are you majoring in?" Mary asked.

"Medical. I'm trying to become a doctor,"

"No way! So am I!" Mary grinned.

"What about you two?" John asked.

"I'm studying chemistry," Molly spoke.

"Law. I've looked inside the textbook and it's the most boring thing I have ever read," Tim groaned. Molly laughed as she ate one of her chips.

They all talked for about an hour before they all decided to leave. Molly and Tim went to the library leaving John alone with Mary so they started walking back to the dorms. She was nice and funny, too. But John couldn't help notice that her wrist a bare. Someone with a bare wrist meant that they had no soulmate.

"So John," Mary started. "Who's your roommate?"

"I have two actually. Sherlock, who's a great guy but a lot of people don't like him. He went to the band room a while ago so he's probably back at the dorm already. And the other ones a guy named Carl. He seems okay I guess. Kind of a dick but pretty normal," Mary was nodding along as he talked. "Who's yours?"

"Just me and Molly," she smiled. They had made it to the women's dorms. "Well, I'm gonna go now. See you later, John!" She called after him and she walked away. John waved his arm once then walked back to his dorm.

Sherlock's POV

The band room wasn't too far from the dinning hall. He placed his violin on a shelf along with other violins and violas. When he got outside he began walking. He planed on memorizing the whole campus in less then one night. It was a small campus anyways.

He finished his forth time around the place before he was satisfied that his mind place would remember everything. Lighting a cigarette he leaned against a wall and slid down. There ways a tree right in front of his with blooming flowers on it. He took a deep breath of the cigarette and sighed.

His eyes shut as he played through that days events. He tried to keep his thoughts away from John, but they all seemed to wind up back to him. Taking another long puff of his cigarette, Sherlock noticed two silhouettes waking toward the library.

One if them was tall and big while the other one was short and skinny. The smaller one had their hands in their pockets while the bigger ones hands were clenched by his sides. Jim and Sebastian. Sherlock sighed as he took one last puff of his cigarette. He dropped in on the ground and stepped on it before walking away.

About halfway to his dorm he heard footsteps following him. He turned around a corner before starting to run silently. Sherlock knew he would never make it to his dorm before they saw him. The roof would have to be good enough.

After turning one more corner, he jumped up into the wall and started climbing. His hand caught the edge of a window. He held on tight as he walked up the side of the wall. Once he got to the second window he took a deep breath. The footsteps grew louder and louder until they stopped. Looking down, he saw them.

Jim and Sebastian.

They didn't notice him and looked up and down the road. Sherlock backed up against the window as much as he could while Jim glanced up with a board expression. Finally, he started to walk away, his friend following him closely.

"Come along, Sebby. He's isn't worth our time," he nodded once before muttering something back.

When they were out of sight, Sherlock jumped down from the window sill and made his way toward his dorm again, staying in the shadows the whole time.

It was around 12:30 when he made it back to his dorm. Carl was snoring softly in a tangled mess of his sheets. John was sitting straight up in his bed with his computer on his lap. He looked up as Sherlock came in and relief filled his features.

"Oh thank God I thought you died or something. Where were you?" He went back to typing.

"Out," was all Sherlock said before flopping down on his bed. He closed his eyes and put his two hands together resting his thumbs under his chin. John sighed and closed his laptop. The turned off and soon Sherlock was drifting off to sleep.