Who is Sherlock Holmes?

Who am I?

John's POV

I had all these questions in the back of my mind, all these faces that I don't recognise.All I can see is pitch black no light, I slowly open my eyes to see bright light beaming right at me.I looked around me to see white walls, light blue curtains and checkered sheets all clean and germ free.I looked down at myself I was wearing a checkered white gown and tucked neatly in a soft single bed. I continued to look around me I see that I'm in a medium sized room with two other males one was still asleep, he has short jet black hair kinda messy from sleeping, the other man was sitting up straight looking out the window he has short/long caramel brown hair he also has square black glasses. He turns his head to face me I think he noticed I was staring he said "I see your awake" with a small friendly smile I said "yeah" and then quickly thought were am I who am I? The man brought me out of my thoughts by saying "hello my name is Eric what's yours?" I replied with "hello Eric and I'm sorry but I don't know what my name is and do u know were we are?" his facial expression changed quite quick after that response,it changed to a shocked expression but he replied calmly and kindly with "oh ok and you are at St Barts hospital" I started to panic why was I in hospital what happened and why can't I remember anything???
I started to climb out of the bed to get out of here, I pull out the needles that are in my hand a alarm went off signalling nurses and doctors they came over to me and asked me politely to sit back down I did so because I felt very weak I wasn't strong enough to fight off the doctors. The rest of them went back to whatever they were doing but one stayed and started talking to me
Dr- "hello how are we doing today my name is Dr Adams do u remember your name?"
J- "hello I feeling ok a bit weak but ok and no I don't think so I remember lots of different things but I can't fix them to things or people"
Dr- "You will eventually get your memory back 'hopefully' and from our records your name is John Watson"
J- "Ok thank you but do I have any friends or family members who could help me get my memory back?"
Dr- " No not that we can find"" I'm going to have to leave you now you will be ok here just stay there ok and you can press the button beside you if u need any help"
J- " Ok thank you"
I decided that I would get some rest. I still don't really know who I am. I hear some rustling from the seat next to me I turn around to see what it is and there he was tall mysterious man with short/long curled black hair, a long black trench coat with a dark purple scarf sitting in the seat next to my bed he didn't look familiar but at the same time I felt as if I knew him. He began to speak to me:
??- "Hello John my name is Sherlock" he says with a friendly smile.