Sherlock Holmes and the case of Twisted Love

CHAPTER 5

HARPER'S POV

"Well" she hesitated, "I moved in with these two"

"Annddd..."

"And, we solved some crimes, some murders"

"Come on Izzy, what's wrong with you?"

"I don't know, it's just weird, it's been so long"

"Well, it's exactly the same as before"

"But it's not though, is it? It's been six years"

"Izzy. I'm still the same person"

"I don't know where to start"

"Alright, what's on your mind?"

"Sherlock."

"Yeah what about him?"

"What do you think of him?"

"Well I can't really say, I've only just met the guy... But I think he seems nice"

"Right..."

"Why?"

"I err... Well it's just that..."

"Izzy?"

"Alright. I think I have a crush on him"

"OH MY GOD I TOTALLY CALLED THAT!!! The way you act around him, it's so blatantly obvious"

"Wait, it is?"

"Well... Not to him, he's Sherlock. I don't think he'd understand that kind of stuff but then again, I don't really know him"

I begin freaking out because honestly I'm so damn happy for her.

"Oh my God this is so cute, you're going to get together and be all over each other and cuddle all the time and oh my God... OH MY GOD, OH MY-"

"'be all over each other'? Do you even know Sherlock?"

"No..."

We both started laughing at this point.

"No but seriously, you can't tell him so shut up before he hears you" She said through laughs.

"And why would I tell him? What about John?"

"What about him?..." She says, genuinely confused.

"Does John know?"

"No, of course not. Well... I don't know, I haven't said anything?"

"I think it would be kind of helpful if John knew"

"Helpful?"

"Well, he's John, he seems like the kind of guy who would be able to you know... help. Plus, he's Sherlock's flatmate. He'll be able to find out if Sherlock has any feelings towards you"

She scoffed.

"Never mind man, just forget it, and don't say anything"

"I woooooonnnnn'ttt"

"What about you?" she asked, changing the subject, "Are you seeing anyone?"

I laughed

"Pfffft, no, I'm lonely"

"What, you've been single ever since I last saw you?"

"Oh uhh... not exactly"

"Well, what happened to Tyler?"

"Man, that was ages ago! Before I went to Manchester, that's why he broke up with me. Couldn't deal with a long distance relationship"

I laugh and roll my eyes at my ex's childish ways. "There's been the whole Jeremy thing since then."

"Jeremy?"

"Yeah, Gilbert"

"And? What happened with 'Jeremy Gilbert'?"

"Oh yeah, well, he cheated on me"

"So, right, okay, I guess your not actually bothered then"

I stayed quiet and shrugged my shoulders. I don't want to talk about it.

"So, your just going to drop that bombshell on me and then act like nothing has happened. Come on, we're best friends, you know I won't say anything."

"Well, we were close for a while, had some good times and then he found someone better"

"Someone better?"

"Yeah, my closest friend in Manchester..."

"What?! Harper, how are you so chilled about this?"

"Well I've spent my days crying over him already, so I'm over it"

She sat in stunned silence for a moment.

"Anyway" I say "there was this hella cute guy in the trainstation today"

"Talk about moving on" she laughed, "tell me more"

"Well this guy, he was Irish. Subtle but noticeable. Sharp, smartly dressed, wearing a suit that looked quite expensive. He had black combed back hair and you know, just overall cute. There was one thing that was kind of strange..."

"Strange?"

"Yeah, well he knew my name and, who you were"

"Wait? What?"

"Yeah. And he said that he'd see me very soon, that he was almost certain that we'd meet up or something"

Izzy sat up at this point.

"You sure he was Irish?"

"Yes. Definitely"

"And this suit, was it grey? Black? Blue? What colour was it?"

"Quite a dark blue. Why?"

"Harper, I know that guy. I know who your talking about"

"Oh really? Do you think you could set us up? Give him my number?"

She laughed a nervous laugh.

"Ha. No. Don't even go there" she said

"Hold on, what?"

An emotion flashed over her face. Fear? Worry? Sadness?

"Izzy? What is it? What's wrong with you?"

"He's Jim Moriarty"

"Is that bad?" I whispered

"Yes. Extremely bad. Harper he could kill you with a click of his fingers"

"Oh"

"I need to go and talk to Sherlock. I'm sorry, just hold on"

She got up and ran out of the room tripping over her feet on the way.

I stood up behind her to follow her but she'd gone.

I sat back down and looked at my reflection in the mirror.

I sigh, "He's still really cute"