I'd rather follow her [Sherlock Holmes]

Chapter 19

Once in Evan's room he sat down on his bed, and I smirked.

"Your talent?" he questioned and I gently sat down on his lap.

She's probably a porn star.

I then pulled his tie off and wrapped it around his neck.

"My talent is not normal, people think I'm a freak, but I'm not. I'm just one step ahead of everyone, I know everything about everyone." I mumbled as I played with the collar of his shirt.

He then pulled me closer by my waist, and faced me closely.

"Lauren Watson, you are the hottest woman I've ever met." he said before roughly pressing his lips to mine.

"Okay, that's enough!?" I then heard someone yell followed by the sound of loud knocks.

I immediately got off of Evan, he seemed suprised.

"I'll go check." I said smiling and I walked to the door.

I slightly opened it to see a furious Sherlock.

"Get Lestrade, this man is planning to kill someone." I whispered, he crossed his arms.

"Then why were you kissing him?" he asked I groaned.

"To keep him occupied, now go get Lestrade." I whispered he shook his head.

"No." he replied, I raised my eyebrows.

"I'm gonna give you a choice, get Lestrade, or makeout with Evan here." I said making him sigh.

"I'll be on my way." he said as he walked away.

I gently closed the door and turned around to see a shirtless Evan, with raised eyebrows.

I placed my arms around his neck, and he quickly pulled me against himself.

"Now, let me show you a talent of mine." he mumbled before kissing me roughly.

God, this is horrible. Just think it's Sherlock, just think it's Sherlock, just think it's Sherlock.

He then pushed me down onto the bed and pinned me down by my wrists.

He kissed me in my neck, I tried to enjoy it, but it was pretty damn hard.

Sherlock, please hurry. Please, please, please hurry.

I quickly grabbed my phone and put the recorder on.

"My talent is killing people. And I think it's so hot when men can kill a bit." I said, Evan grinned.

"This will be your lucky night then, because I have been planning Sherlock's death for months now, and today will finally be that day." he said and I smiled.

"You. Are. The hottest man I know." I replied, he started kissing my collar bone.

I pressed my recorder off, okay evidence, check!

Now we wait....

I heard a few knocks on the door and I quickly climbed off Evan.

I opened the door to see a still furious Sherlock and Lestrade.

"Hi, come in." I said and I let both the guys in.

Sherlock immdiately wrapped one arm around my waist, and pulled me next to him.

Lestrade arrested him, Evan stared at me in shock.

"Oh, and by the way, Sherlock Holmes, your girlfriend's an amazing kisser!" Evan exclaimed, I could feel Sherlock tense up next to me.

"Calm down, just calm down." I said and I placed both my hands on his cheeks.

"How can I be calm? Someone was making out with you." he hissed in a whisper tone, I gently sighed.

"He was planning to kill you, I saved your life." I replied, he kept a straight face.

I know he's pissed, he gets jealous really fast so this is like a nightmare for him.

"Thank you, Lauren." Lestrade said and I smiled.

"No problem, he was not drinking so it's all his fault." I said, Evan winked at me.

Lestrade then took him away, and I crossed my arms.

"I never knew that Sherlock Holmes would be a jealous boyfriend." I sighed, he groaned.

"I'm not jealous, I'm dissapointed." he said, I rolled my eyes.

"You sound like my mom." I said, he raised his eyebrows.

"So this is your job? Making out with killers, honestly, I'm not suprised." he said, and I took one step closer to him.

"It's not my job, it's my duty, find the murderers." I said, he narrowed his eyes.

"Please, Lauren, do me a favour. Don't ever do that again." he said and he quickly put his arms around me.

"I'm sorry." I mumbled he gently rubbed my back.

"Okay, give me all your weapons, then we can enjoy this day without worries." Sherlock said as he held his hand out.

I grabbed my first gun from the gunholder on my thigh.

"The dagger." he said, I handed him the dagger.

"The other gun." he said, I gave him the puppy eyes.

"Please let me keep it, please, please, please." I begged he sighed.

"One condition, no more making out with bad guys." he said, I raised my eyes.

"Fine." I replied and I was about to walk away when he stopped me.

"Hey, good job, sweetheart." he said smiling, I giggled.

"Thank you, Sherlock." I said he gently kissed my forehead.