You And I Against The World

Chapter 7: Fucking Charles!

*Sherlock's POV*

I wake up with Jim in between my arms. He's so cute when he's sleeping. I move some of his hair that was covering his eyes behind his ear and I gently kiss his forehead.

"Mh... morning Sherly..." He groans.

"Morning Jim." I whisper back to him.

"What... What time is it?" He asks opening his eyes and taking a deep breath to wake himself up.

"It's... 7:08. You can sleep a little longer if you want."

"No-no I need to get back to my place or else my dad's gonna kill me. And besides, your parents can't know that I'm here or else they'll kill you!"

"True... Well, do you need some clothes or something?"

"No don't worry, I'll just change back into my clothes from last night and walk home." He replies smiling.

"Okay, well, I love you." I say and he kisses me.

"Love you too."

He then proceeds to get dressed and jumps out of my window and heads back to his place. I then carry on with my day and hide what happened last night from my family, even though I have a cracking headache from all the drinking last night.

The next day, Monday, I go to school, John by my side, like usual, but everyone's looking at us, well, actually, they're all looking at me. I keep walking and when I get to the front gate, Charles and Miles step in front of me. They look pissed. Why are they pissed? Oh right- I punched Charles Saturday night! Oh god... I punched Charles Saturday night. That's it! I'm dead! I'm already six feet under! Fuck!

"Yo you lil dip shit, I hear you punched my mate! You're gonna regret that. Big time."

"I heard that you punched my mate." I reply not looking up from my feet.

"I'm sorry, was my grammar uncorrect?"

"Incorrect, not uncorrect." I say, lifting my gaze from my feet to meet his eyes,  I'm getting a little pissed and yet amused by how dumb he is.

"Oh we getting cocky are we?" He asks squaring up to me.

"What if I am?" I say leaning towards him.

"Sherlock, stop provoking him. And you, let us through, we haven't done anything to you!" John says.

"Well you haven't! But this lil shit done did punched and kicked my mate! And NOBODY does that to my pack!" He says menacingly approaching me.

But before he gets to hurt me, he clenched his balls in pain. I look down and I see Jim with his fist clenched and a wide grin on his face, he's got a headphone in and he's bopping his head to whatever music he's listening to.

"And another one down and another one down and another bites the dust!" He sings. Guess that's the song he's listening to!

"Hi Jim!" I say cheerfully.

"Hi Sherly! How are you this fine morning?" He asks pulling his headphone out and pausing his music putting his stuff into his pockets.

"I'm good! You?"

"Good! Amazing even!"

"Why's that?'

"Got to punch someone in the balls!" He says and we start laughing together. "So, shall we?" He asks holding out his hand and I grab it. We both walk into school, holding hands, leaving John, Miles, Charles and all the students watching dumbfounded.

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~5 months later~

*Jim's POV*

The last 5 months have been... Let's just say annoying. Every single person in this hell hole of a school is homophobic, not John, Mary and Molly of course. But because of our relationship, we all get bullied! Which means I get into a lot of fights, which also means that I get hours and hours of detention! Any hope of a decent job in my future is definitely ruined... They've ruined my future. So why do they deserve to have one? I'm already a criminal! It's just that nobody knows it yet. Apart from the Holmes family.

You know what. I've got an idea. This school is boring. I'm bored. Life hasn't changed in over five months and the only thing keeping me going is Sherly. We're already leaving school in 4 months. And all of us are already 18 or turning 18! So you know what! Let's have some fun! These bitches are going to find out what happens when you mess with James Moriarty! They will all, pay. And it'll be fun :)
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Once I get home from another boring day at school, I go straight to my room and start planning for tomorrow. It's my last day as a free man! Tomorrow will be the big show! I get out everything I'm gonna wear tomorrow, instead of the school uniform, I'm gonna be wearing my black Westwood suit. I empty my school bag and I start packing clothes, food, water, my hairbrush, essentials and money. I also grab my British army Browning L9A1 out of my bedside table and I put it in my bag. Gonna need that tomorrow. I then go outside into my back garden and pick some Lycoris radiata for Sherlock. They symbolise final goodbyes, but I'm sure we'll see eachother again someday... If I'm lucky. I put them in a pot of water and go to bed. Tomorrow's going to be a big day for everyone. And for some of them...

It might even be the last.