(Major editing) It wouldn't take a consulting detective to see that I love you.

Chapter 6. (Edited)

AUTHORS NOTE

Hey guys, from now on the story is mostly in Sherlock's POV because I think I can write him a bit better than John (dunno, I know it's still terrible and nothing like Sherlock at all.) thanks to everyone that is reading :)

love yas BYEE

John POV

"Sherlock I'm sorry, I didn't mean to shout". Damn I feel bad now, did I hurt his feelings? Does he even have feelings ? "Never mind, forget it" he says, no emotion in his voice.

Did I do this? Make him into a machine? A cold heartless machine with no feelings whatsoever ? Was he normal before he met me? did he have friends and a normal life? Did he have feelings? I feel like crap now. I try going back to sleep but I can't, I walk over and get my book and start reading again.

I read about five chapters when my eyelids start to grow heavy. I look over to Sherlock he is still in the same position as he was earlier. I put my book over with the others and jump into bed.I fall asleep instantly.

After a few hours sleep I wake up again. I get up and grab my phone. Harry's texted me again. Yeah I'll call around to her in a bit. So Sherlock, what does he look like? Does he look good? ;) -HW. I smile at the thought of it, did Sherlock look good?

Thanks, would you tell her that I said hello, I didn't really get a chance to talk to her. Harry can I ask you something ? I'm a bit confused right now -JW.

I look over to see that Sherlock's disappeared again. 'Where does he always go? I am distracted by a text. Yeah, corse John you know you can ask me anything :) -HW

I think I have feelings for Sherlock. -JW

should I send it ? I don't know. No she'll think it's stupid, shit I accidentally hit the send button. Shit, shit come back please!! Sent. Shit!

Oh John, that's cute. What does he look like ? Describe him to me :) -HW

He's beautiful. He's so pale, his skin is perfect. His eyes are like the sea. His hair is amazing, it's black and curly. The curls are perfectly placed on his head no matter what he does with it. He's taller than me, well nearly everyone here is but he seems to be the tallest. He does this thing were he can describe you with just one look. It's amazing.-JW

Awe, that's adorable. I'll chat to you later, bye-HW

I finally get to sleep, thinking about Sherlock.

Sherlock's POV

"Sherlock I'm sorry, I didn't mean to shout", he sounded angry with himself. "Never mind, forget it".

I didn't want John to be angry with himself. I know I'm not meant to care. As Mycroft always told me caring is not an advantage.

I try to get my mind of it by thinking, but I can only think about John. I look over at him he's reading his book again. I lye down stating at the roof. I hear him get up. When I look over again he's on his phone. I quietly get up and slip out of the room.

I go in search of Mycroft. His room is in section D room 53. I walk up to the door and knock four times. "Come in Sherlock" he calls out. He is sitting on a chair facing me when I walk in. "And what do you want?" He looks angry, I didn't care. Caring is not an advantage. "I need to talk to you, Mycroft"

"Well obviously. What is it?".

I don't know myself, I'm confused and I don't like being confused.

"I think I have feelings for John." He gives me a disappointing look, "no shit, Sherlock. Now do you have something actually work my time?"

"What do you mean 'actually worth your time'?, I'm confused! I don't know any more, Mycroft! I don't like not knowing!" I huff.