1000 Ways To Say...

Chapter 6

(AN: Ugh school tomorrow after a long weekend! That's why I won't be updating regularly like I have been over the past few days. Buuuut... Enjoy!)

Sherlock

He was angry with me.

Well, of course. What else would he be?

In fact, he was cute when he was angry. His brow would furrow and he would normally look down and put his hands on his hips.

That's how I could tell.

But I couldn't express how sorry I was because I missed him too.

"John..." I started, but couldn't finish.

"John... When I first met you there was something that told me you loved me. Even though you said that you weren't... Gay."

He comes closer to me, so close I want to bundle him up and hug him.

Sentimentality. I never got it until now.

Until now, I hadn't cared for somebody like John. Only because there was no one like him.

I made the decision to wrap my arms around him, and rest my chin on his head- he didn't seem to mind.

We stayed there for a while, until we broke away and looked at each other.

"You don't know how sorry I am. I didn't think it would hurt you because I don't understand you... Until now." He smiles at my comment.

I love it when he smiled. I had to admit, why didn't I see it in him before? All that time and I'm telling him two years after my 'death'.

To be honest, I don't know what to do now.

"Do you think we should-"

I was cut off as John's lips met mine. It seemed that time slowed down, and I wish we could stay like this forever.

We both pulled away, turning around to see a shocked landlady in the doorway.

Dammit... Mrs Hudson.

(Sorry guys that wasn't really much of a chapter... I'll try and make them longer though!!)