Sherlock Holmes and the case of Twisted Love

CHAPTER 7

HARPER'S POV

I opened my eyes to an unfamiliar room. I sat up and looked around. There wasn't much to see, mainly just the basic requirements but more posh: a bed, a wardrobe, a mirror and a chest of drawers. The chest of drawers... it has a gun on top.

Who's gun is that?

Who's room am I in?

I began to panic before the memories flooded back in.

Jim Moriarty.

I spent the night at Jim Moriarty's.

Shit.

Izzy is going to kill me.

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I rushed up and out of the bed already fully dressed and made my way into the living room to find my shoes.

Wait a minute. I feel asleep on the sofa. I remember being picked up. Did he carry me to his bed?

Anyway, shoes.

Luckily they were in the same place as I left them but where are his?

Goodbye to you too.

I slipped them on and walked to the door, down the stairs and out into the lobby.

"Leaving so soon miss... Collins?" The man behind the desk asked, quite surprised

"I, uh... yes?"

"Oh right"

"Why do you ask?"

"Oh... I um, just because Mr. Moriarty said he would be back soon... he was just shopping for uh... breakfast" he said awkwardly.

My heart warmed at the thought that he was going to make me breakfast but I really do have to go.

"Okay, tell him I'm really sorry and I've had a lovely time but I have to get back... home I guess"

I think he said something after that but I didn't hear because I was running out of the doors and throwing my hands in the air trying to get a taxi looking like a complete idiot.

I got to Baker Street in about ten minutes.

What the hell am I going to tell Izzy?
Oh yeah, I spent the night at that guy's house you told me to stay away from but everything is cool right?
I need to think of something.

I get out of the cab and give the guy a tenner telling him he could keep the change, I really couldn't care less at this point.

"You never said goodbye"

"Jesus Christ" I said to the unexpected Moriarty outside 221B. How did he know where I'd be?

"Sorry darling, did I scare you?"

"Yes!" I hesitated "but you can't be here, I have to go, I'm sorry"

"Aww but I had a really good time last night... thought we could carry it on"

I looked at the door and then back at Jim, contemplating.

Screw it.

"Alright. I'll sneak you up but if anyone appears you have to leave immediately. Got it?"

"Got it" he smirked and we entered the flat. I told him to wait there as I went up the stairs to let everyone know I was back.

Here goes nothing.

IZZY'S POV

"Where was Harper last night?" Sherlock asked as I walked into the living room "she didn't come back"