AUTHOR NOTE
Just a reminder, I need ideas !! help! sorry for the shortness of this chapter!! (writers block :(!) love y'all BYEE
P.S. this is still in John's POV
"What ? Why John?" He pulled back and looked up at me, his eyes were slightly damp and red. "My mother is in trouble. I have to help her." I turned away from him and started packing my bag.
"John, John. W-wait a minute, stop" Sherlock was mumbling at me grabbing my hands and staring into my eyes. "What Sherlock?"
"What is it, why is your mother in trouble?"
"My dad found out about us and she's not safe by herself. I need to help her, take her to Harry's or something." I told him, looking into his sad eyes.
"Calm down a minute John. Come here." He said taking me away from my bag, pulling me into a hug and sitting me on his lap. "Right, how did he find out?" He was whispering in my ear, he had his forehead placed on my hair. "I told Harry, she must of told mum or something. Sorry, I didn't know if you wanted to keep it a secret or anything."
"It's fine John, if you want it to stay a secret it can be, I don't mind. Why is your father angry?" He said keeping him voice low.
"I don't know, it was the same when Harry told him, he got really mad." I threw my arms around Sherlock's waist, squeezing him, hating remembering what he had done. "And that's why your mother is in trouble?" He questioned, wondering if he was right. "Yeah. I need to help her Sherlock. I shouldn't be too long, I just need to get Harry to help me to go get her and bring her back to Harry's place. Probably not the best idea going but there is no one else, so"
"I'll come." Sherlock told me, standing up. "Come on pack something's, leave the rest of it here. We will be coming back, won't we ?" He asked turning to his dresser and picking up some clothes. "Uh, yeah, I just need to get her out of there and into Harry's. I don't even think I'll stay the night. I was only really packing clothes incase dad, well, you know"
"Oh. John don't worry, I won't let him hurt you, I swear." He told me, sounding concerned.
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(Major editing) It wouldn't take a consulting detective to see that I love you.
FanfictionJohn hates his father and worries about his mother. He has to leave for boarding school. He is scared that he won't make any friends, but Sherlock is there. Btw I can't write descriptions to save my life. (Swearing and well gore I suppose)
