See right through me - Johnlock

See right through me - Teenlock - Part 9

Chapter 11

See right through me - Teenlock

Part 9

I must have over slept that morning because I was woken up to the sound of my phone vibrating on my pillow.

"Hello?" I answered the phone, too sleepy to check who was calling.

"John? Where are you? I'm waiting at the shop for you?" Sherlock sounded worried.

"I'm so so sorry Sherlock! I've over slept. I'll be there in 10! Bye!"

I frantically showered and dressed, my hair dripping down my back. I ruffled my hair with a towel before running through it with my hands.

I didn't look too bad this morning, a bit tired but not bad.

I rushed down the stairs and into the kitchen.

"John? What are you doing?" My mum was sat in the kitchen drinking her morning tea.

"I'm off to my friend's house!" My words we muffled as I had a slice of bread in my mouth.

"Stay safe!" My dad called from the sitting room. I smiled, Sherlock and safe? Mmm, that wasn't gonna happen.

I grabbed my phone, key and wallet and flew through the front door.

"Bye!" I shut the door before I could get a responce.

When I finally made it the our meeting point I saw Sherlock stood there waiting. He had on a long dark trench coat and a thick blue scarf. He looked good in it.

I waved as I got close, he waved in return.

"Hello, my dear Watson." He smiled. "That took you 12 minuets! You said ten." He chuckled. I joined in.

We walked for a while through the streets of London. They were bussy but not over crowded. Sherlock and I didn't speak much as we didn't have much in comman.

When we finally reached his house it was around 11:30. Sherlock lived in a large tudor style house, painted white with the wooden beams in black. The door was a shiney black with a big golden door knocker.

He opened the door and invited me in. The inside was a huge contrast to the exterior. It was very modern with patterened wall papers and smooth wooden floors. He had those cool floating stairs spiraling up to the 1st floor.

"This way." He motioned me to follow him.

"Arn't you parents or brother home?" I asked.

"Yes but I don't want you to meet them." He ran up the stairs and I chased behind him.

He opened a smooth wooden door to reveal his very organised bedroom. He let me go in first and then closed the door behind himself.

"Wow, Sherlock. This is quite something..." I murmmed as he sat down on his bed.

"Mmm, yes." He answered me plainly. A thank you would have been nice.

I nervously sat down next to my consulting detective and smiled. He smiled back, looking almost as nervous as me. To my suprise, it looked like Sherlock was blushing. He looked ever so vunerable like this. It was very cute.

I realised that I too was blushing now because Sherlock giggled at me. Yes, giggled, giggled like a little child.

I just couldn't take it any more. He was just too adorable!

"Uh..." I cleared my throat and tried to talk but I just couldn't. I wanted to change the subject but I couldn't. I felt like I was going to explode!

"John?" Sherlock's deep voice was music to me ears, finally breaking the silence.

"Yeah?" I looked up at him, unintentionaly making eye contact. His pale blue eyes shimmered in the light as he stared at me.

He grabbed hold of my shirt collar and tugged me forward, hard, kissing me pasionatly. At first I didn't know what to do but I quickly found the rhythm that we both danced to.

Suprisingly, Sherlock was the one to deepen the kiss. He gently tugged and my bottem lip with his teeth and I pulled him closer. I didn't want to let go. Not ever.

I let a quiet moan slip from the back of my throat and it felt good. Sherlocks arms were wrapped around my neck and I had my hands entwined in his beautiul hair.

God this boy was attractive.

Being the wimp I am, I pulled away first, gasping for breath. We both just looked at each other, panting and smiling.

I knew then that we both felt the same way.

"I love you Sherlock." I breathed.

"I know." He smiled.

A/N. asdfghjkl I love this chapter so much! I hope you guys do too! ~ C