When worlds collide (A Sherlolly Fanfiction)

Chapter 6

Molly's POV

Sherlock kissed me. Not just a peck on the lips, but an actual kiss. I looked over to where he was sitting on the couch talking to Lestrade. He gave me an exasperated look. I walked over to him and put my head on his chest and grabbed his hand, intertwining our fingers. He ran his hand through my hair and kissed the top of my head. Then he hung up the phone. Sherlock leaned down and kissed me again. He leaned into me and I leaned back, soon enough he was above me and had his arms around my waist. He smiled down at me and an image of Tom popped into my head. I squirmed away from Sherlock and ran out the door. Sherlock ran after me.

"Molly!?" He called. I ran out to the park a couple blocks down, ignoring the weird looks and rude words. I looked around the park for a bench to sit on, and found one easily. I walked across the way and sat down on it. Staring straight ahead was all I could do, so that's all I did. I couldn't think, I couldn't cry. And I sure as hell couldn't go back to the flat yet. I shivered and wrapped my arms around myself. Damn! I should have grabbed my coat! A blanket of warmth surrounded me and I turned and looked up to see Sherlock putting my coat around my shoulders.

"I thought you might need this and I know you need to think," he kissed my forehead, "I'll see you at home."

He turned and walked away, I watched him until I couldnt see him anymore. He said home, as in our home. I dont know why Tom's face popped into my head. I feel bad, he needs to go through this with me and he shouldn't have to. He shouldn't have to deal with my problems. I need to talk to him, I need to be in his arms I need to hear his deep, smooth voice. I got up and started to walked back.

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I went to open the front door to 221B, but a hand on my shoulder stopped me. I turned around and swung blindly at the stunned postman.

"My apologies," I said, blushing furiously. I don't know what I was thinking, if it was Tom, I couldn't have punched him. He was way too strong.

"Molly Hopper?" The postman asked.

"Yes," I said.

The postman held out a small parcel. "This is for you." He said. I took the parcel and gave him a wierd look. I haven't changed my post address yet, so I dont know how they knew to bring the parcel here . I signed the the clipboard and walked into the- our flat. As soon as I walked into our flat, Sherlock practically tackled me when he hugged me.

"Sherlock, I'm fine," I said, hugging him back, " calm down."

"I was worried about you."

"Sherlock, this isn't like you,"

He let go of me.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, you tell everyone you are a sociopath, and now you are hanging on me like you havent seen me in years."

He turned away from me.

"Sorry."

I walked up to him and grabbed his shoulder. He tensed. I should have seen this coming. I turned him around, with much force, and looked at him, but he wouldn't meet my eyes.

"Sherlock, look at me," He looked down at me and I brought my lips to his in a short kiss. When I broke it and opened my eyes, I noticed he had his eyes clenched shut. I ran my fingers down his cheek and he relaxed a little. "Sherlock, you don't need to apologize. I was just surprised, but I am happily surprised. You don't ever need to apologize. You saved me and I will never be able to repay you. "

"Molly, I don't deserve you, I cannot be the boyfriend you want me to be-"

"Did you say boyfriend?"

"Is that not what I am?"

"Of course, Sherlock! You can be whatever you want to be. Again, I am just surprised, you were never very sentimental."

"But I cannot be the boyfriend you want me to be. I am clingy one day and the next, I distance myself. I have no touch days and I have days where I will not come out of my room the whole day, I am not boyfriend material, Molly."

"Sherlock, if you do not come out of your room, I will go into your room-"

"Our room."

"Our room?" I asked.

"Yes, if that's okay with you."

"Of course it is Sherlock," he smiled down at me.

"Molly, did I upset you earlier?"

"No, Sherlock, I'm just kind of on edge about everything, you didn't do anything wrong."

"Okay."

He leaned down and pecked me on the lips. I closed my eyes expecting more, but when I opened them, he was gone.

"Sherlock?"

"In here!" I walked around the corner to his- our room and stop in the door way. He was taking his clothes out of the closet and emptying his drawers.

"Sherlock, hon, what are you doing?"

He looked up.

"Emptying my drawers so you have room for your stuff, " he said matter-of-factly.

"Sherlock, I barely have any clothes, you don't need to make that much room."

He stopped moving around and looked at me.

"Oh, right."

I walked over and grabbed a handful of clothes, putting them back into the closet.

"Sherlock, you don't need to change your whole life for me."

"Okay, Molly," he said, putting the rest of his clothes away. "Are you hungry?"

"Yes, actually, I am."

"Okay, let's go." he said, grabbing his coat off his bed.

"Wait, could we get takeout and just bum around here?"

"Of course. Chinese okay?"

"Yes."

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When I woke up, I was laying in Sherlocks lap in his armchair. I looked around the room and saw the Telly on. We were having a Doctor Who marathon and I must have fallen asleep, and it seems, so did Sherlock. I got up, picking up the Chinese takeout garbage, then I noticed the parcel from yesterday. I picked it up and ran into our bedroom, when I got in to the bedroom, I opened the small parcel revealing a green mobile. I turned it on and received a new message immediately.

To: Ms. Molly Hooper

Meet me at the park at 4:00pm sharp. Come alone or your boyfriend will be killed.

"Molly?" Sherlock called from the sitting room, "Where are you?"

"I'm in here Sherlock, I'll be out in a minute!" I stashed the mobile under the mattress, making sure to silence it, and walked out of the bedroom.