Sherlock Holmes and the case of Twisted Love

CHAPTER 15

IZZY'S POV

I'm laid on Sherlock's bed with him next to me, we're both out of breath from laughing but we're still holding hands. I look down at our fingers intertwined and a smile comes across my face. He notices this and follows my gaze before bringing his other hand up to my chin and pulling my head towards his. He kisses me softly on my nose and then lays back down.

"So what was that all about?" I ask him "One minute we're grieving the loss of a close friend, the next we're in a laughing heap on the floor"

He turns to face me "I needed something to take my mind off it. All I've been thinking about recently is Mary and her past and I just needed to think of something else. You." He looks straight into my eyes like he's reading my mind

"Thank you for being my distraction"

I feel a frown form on my lips. Is that all I am to him? A distraction?

"Well I didn't have much choice" I say under my breath

"You didn't let me finish. And thank you for being my beautiful girlfriend"

That makes me feel a bit better but there's still a niggling thought in my mind that that really is all I am to him. A distraction. But I send the thought away and push myself up my elbow to face him.

After a few moments of silence I notice he is still staring at me, inspecting every feature of my face

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Like what?"

"Like I'm your everything"

It was then he pressed his lips onto mine, gently at first but before I could even begin to enjoy it he whispers

"Because, my dear, you are"

HARPER'S POV

Dress shopping in London on a Saturday was a nightmare.

All the preppy posho's and the thirsty slags were out no doubt shopping for a night out tonight - can't they understand that I'm here to impress a criminal mastermind?!

I've been to three different shops and all the dresses are either nasty, pricey as shit or the lines to get them were massive.

You know, I'm really not liking this whole London thing, but then again there's Izzy... and Jim.

Screw it. I'm ringing Izzy.

After three missed calls she finally picked up

"IZZY!"

"Harper? Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine... I just need your help..."

"Help? With what? Name it and I'm there..."

"Dress shopping.. I'm in the Topshop down the road from that Italian you and Sherlock ate at-"

... she just hung up on me.

I can't believe her! She's probably doing something really cute with Sherlock. Ugh, couples.

I head towards the door in an attempt to leave and go to another store but was stopped by an out of breath Izzy... she ran all the way here from 221B

"Tired?"

She just glared up at me and sighed, she was still breathing quite heavily from running all the way here but managed to find her words

"So... let's get started shall we?" She finally managed to get out

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Another 3 shops down when we finally found something and it was perfect