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

Chapter 10.

AUTHOR NOTE
Ahhhhhh chapter 10, the kiss scene, 'they find out their feelings, they find out their feelings ah-ha-ha-ha-ha-haaaa. I am so excited' (<that's me singing by the way haha). I love this chapter !! please comment, tell me what you think !!!!!! pleeaaasssseeee! love yas, thanks for reading! comment!! BYEE!

John's POV
When Sherlock sat up he staring into my eyes. They were still red from when he was crying. He looked away to look at the clock, 8:27. "Are you able to walk?" He said turning to me again. "I-I don't know, why?"
" here, one minute" he said lifting me up effortlessly. "Try taking a few steps". I did as he ordered, it hurt a bit, but it was bearable. "Ah, good. Come on quickly, stay quite." He said pulling my arm.

Sherlock's POV
I was pulling John threw the halls, thankfully everyone was already in their rooms. "Sh-Sherlock I-I can't keep up, it hurts." John whispered. "Oh sorry, come here" I walked over to him picking him up. "Sherlock!"

I didn't say anything I just chuckled. When we reached the door I opened it. "Sherlock where are we going? We have to be in our rooms at 9:30 "
"Don't worry, we won't be long. I don't think anyways."

I took him around the back of the school. There is a big tree beside the pitch. This is where I watched John earlier this morning. I take him around to the side of the tree where no one would see us, it's a very thick tree so there was enough room for both of us.

I sit him down so he is leaning again it. I get down beside him sitting on my legs so I am kneeling. "Why are we here Sherlock?" He said turning his face to mine.
"You said I could tell you anything, yes?"
"Well yeah". I was debating with myself weather I should or shouldn't tell him. 'I suppose he deserves to know'."Well I'm going to tell you something, just promise you won't run away or freak out okay?"

"Why would I run awa-" I stopped him from talking by grabbing him by his neck, and pulling his face close to mine. I carefully placed my lips to his, he was shocked at first but then when with it. I moved my hands down his back when he moved his to my hair. I moved my hands underneath his shirt, making him gasp from the cold. I took that opportunity and slipped my tongue into his mouth.

*AHHHHH SO EXCITING!!!!*

He grabbed me even closer and done the same. We stayed there for a couple of minutes kissing before John pulled away trying to breathe. I turned away, I could feel my face going scarlet. "S-sorry, sorry about that I-I"
"Sherlock it's okay I-I, I didn't mind"
"Well, ahem, we-we should probably get back to o-our room". It was very awkward after that.

"Y-yeah. You okay to walk or do you need me to, um, you know?"
"No, no I'm sure I can walk. Thanks." He mumbled. We both walked silently back to our room. When we got there John grabbed my blanket and handed it to me. I thanked him and threw it on my bed.

I sat down on the window ledge and looked out into the darkness. "Ah shit, come on. Jesus I'm bloody useless." I heard John mumble, soon after I hear a small thud and John mumbling again. When I turned around to him he was lying on the floor, his blanket on top of him covering everything but his feet, I saw that he was struggling under it. I chuckled as I walked over to him lifting his blanket up. "Need a little help there?" I asked him trying to stop myself from bursting out laughing.

"Uh, yeah, would be nice. As you can see I'm still pretty much useless." He said looking up at me slightly smirking and going a bit red.

I lifted the blanket off him and threw it on the floor. I quickly scooped him up and carefully placed him on his bed and tucked him up with his blanket.

"Anything else you need?" I asked him. "Uh, could you pass me my book please?"
"Yeah. Um, which one?" I said walking over to his big collection. "Um, could I have the, er, hobbit?"
"Oh, uh yeah. Are you gonna read it yourself or ?" I asked, I hoped he would read it himself but on the other hand I didn't.

"Well if you don't want to read it I'll read it by myself, but I think I would like it better if you read." He was going red again "I would love to read it with you John"

I was happy that he had asked me. I was smiling while I grabbed my blanket and threw it over him again. I carefully moved him over a bit and sat in like before. The only thing that was different this time was that John didn't sit close to me.

I was reading for about half an hour when John finally wrapped his arms around me like before. This made me smile. I was too busy enjoying the fact that John was cuddling up to me that I forgot to read.

"S-sorry, I-I-I didn't m-mean to" he said immediately taking his arms away shuffling back to where he was before. "No, John wait. I don't mind if you- you know. I mean you can if you want to, it's alright." I felt my face going red.

"Oh, o-okay. Um, right" he was stuttering awkwardly as he slid back over to me and replaced his hands. I started reading again trying to focus on the words, it was hard because it was very dark. I was concentrating very hard , so hard that I hadn't noticed that John had turned around to face me.

I was in the middle of turning a page when John reached up and pecked me on the cheek. I looked down at him in shock. "W-what? D-does this mean that y-you-?" I was stopped when John pulled me down to him and kissed me, it was more intense this time.

He forced himself to sit up, holding back the pain, before moving onto my lap. He grabbed the book out of my hands and threw it onto my bed. He quickly moved his small hands up to my hair tugging at it, making me gasp. Like I had done before, he slid his tongue into my mouth. This made my heart race. It felt like my belly was doing somersaults, flipping over and over.

I had to break away panting. He put his forehead against mine while I caught my breath. "Yes" John said, he was panting too, "yes what?"
"Yes, I like you, you big idiot".

'Wait, if he like me why did he call me an idiot?' I felt hurt. I moved my head back and looked at him. "Am I really an idiot?" He looked confused. "What'd you mean?"
"You said 'yes, I like you, you big idiot' and I asked if I really was an idiot"
"No Sherlock, of course you're not an idiot, you're the smartest person I know. I said it because you didn't see that I liked you before. That was quite surprising due to the fact that you know, like, everything."

"I don't know, like, everything John, I notice everything" I said, happy that he didn't call me an idiot. He kissed my cheek, distracting me from my thoughts. I looked at him and he smirked. "So does that mean that we are, well, you know?"
"Boyfriends?" I finished his sentence for him. "Well yeah. Are we?"
"If you want to be John, I would be more than happy if we were" I felt all tingly inside.
"Of corse Sherlock"

I grabbed him by the collar, this time he didn't flinch but moved with it. We were face to face. He stared into my eyes and I done the same to him. This time I reached down to kiss him.

He immediately joined in. I slid my tongue against his bottom lip and he opened his mouth allowing me to move it in. I explored around his mouth, there was a slight taste of something sweet, probably the jam that was on his toast I had gotten him earlier.

It was then I realised that it had been over two hours since John has eaten. Unfortunately I pulled away panting "John - you - must be - starving" I said trying to settle my breathing. "I'm fine Sherlock, I'm not really hungry. Besides it wouldn't be healthy to eat this late."

"Okay what ever you say. Now where were we?" I said grabbing him and pulling him as close as possible. John started to slide up my lap getting closer to me. He opened his legs and wrapped them around my waist.

He was moving his hands around my hair again tugging at it, harder this time. I moved my hands up and yanked at his hair in return. He pulled back, gasping and looking shocked. "What was that for?" He said sounding like a six year old girl. "Me sowee, me didn't mean to hurt you, we fwends agien?" I said putting on my best child voice.

"Otay" he said before pulling me into one last kiss. We were both tired at this stage. John got off me and lay down, pulling the blankets up to his chin. It was - woah it was 10:45. When I looked over to John he was fast asleep. I couldn't be bothered getting up so I lay down beside him and drifted off myself.

Btw I have no clue why I wrote that part about them talking like children? haha it's probably because its something I would do haha anyways BYEE and comment my lovelies!