Friends and maybe a little more.

Chapter 3

These chapters are short wow. I honestly don't know how school in Europe works so I'm going to say it starts in September like in America. this is it! So if your wondering how the hell John got into this school he got a scholarship from rugby and If your wondering why Sherlock agreed its because he didn't.

Well, here goes Chapter three Johns side still in third person.

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John woke up at 4:00 to leave for school. He packed a toothbrush, deodorant, four pairs of clean underwear, his rugby uniform, his late mothers ring(which he wore around his neck using a chain), and all the money he's been saving from all the jobs he's had to get away from the hell hole, into a backpack and suitcase.

Luckily, Johns father was a heavy sleeper. He crept out of the house and debated on leaving a note. he decided yes, which he wrote "FUCK YOU -Your ever so loyal and obedient son".

John was luckily enough to get the earliest train into London. the whole time John was clutching the ring and saying 'I'm free, I'm free, I'm free'.

At 4:30 John got off tube and walked to a pay phone. He needed to call someone.

"Hello?" a familiar voice cracked from sleepiness.

"Harry? It's me John."

"John? John! What happened? Look Im sorry I left you alone I really am. I was selfish and I-

"Harry, I'm not mad."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Then what are you doin' calling me Four in the bloody morning? I don't mind you calling me but-

"I need to stay over for about four hours. I got accepted into this school and I have a bit of time to spare. Can you pick me up?"

"Of Course John. Congratulations by the way. So wait you're not staying at my house to sleep or-

"They have dormitories so I just need a place to stay for right at this moment."

"Okay on my way. Where you at again?"

"Trafalgar Square."

"Kay. Love ya."

"Bye. Love you too."

John waited 15 minutes until he saw a familiar black mustang pull up next to him.

"Need a ride?" Harry laughed.

"Yes please." John played along.

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Clara's and Harry's House was better than John had expected. One bedroom, a decent size living area that could fit a couch, two arm chairs and a t.v., A kitchen that actually had a stove and a bathroom with a working shower. John forgot what decent life was.

"Okay, I know it's not much-here let e help you- but you can settle down right there and I'll make you a cuppa." Harry froze. "And a breakfast because you need the weight."

Clara came into the room wearing a forest green robe and pink fuzzy slippers.

"I thought I heard you leave thins morning." Clara yawned.

"Sorry Clara sweetie, Family crisis."

"Family crisis? What're you- Clara turned and peeked her head into the living room.

"Hello Clara." John smiled. Clara was nice to John. She was also a good influence on Harry. She got to stop Harry from drinking herself to death.

Clara brightened up and gave John a bear sized hug.