221 Reasons To Love You//Sherlock Love Story

Chapter Four- 'Just Friends'

!!!!!WARNING!!!!!!!:

This chapter may get a bit heated..... if ya know what I mean....... BUT no more than kissing and some skin touching. And shirt removing on Sherlock's part........ I'm sorry.... I had tooooooooooo......

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"Okayyyy...... So there are no signs of struggle, no bruises, no cuts. Also, there is mud on this woman's shoes, so that means she was either in a wet place, or she was here when it last rained. Check all damp places near here, and when it last rained. There is a strand of blonde hair on her shoulder and it obviously isn't hers. Her phone is in her hand, so try and get in open. She may have been smart and snapped a picture of the person who did this or recorded it or something. Now, there is an id in her bag that has her name. 'Christa Jennings'. Check any relationships she has, family,boyfriend, girlfriend, anyone. She obviously isn't married because she has no ring, and no sign of one. So..... get going!!!" Bethany shouted. Sherlock, Lestrade, Tim, and Sally Donovan looked at Beth with confusion.

"And how do we know that you're right, Freak #2?" Donovan asked her rudely.

"She is..." Sherlock stared at Bethany with a 'holy crap you are perfect.' look in his eyes. She winked at him and they all gasped, but Sherlock just smiled at her.

"You're a lucky man, Sherlock." Tim whispered to Sherlock.

"What? We're not... we're just..... friends...." Sherlock regretted saying that as soon as he saw the sad look on Beth's face.

"Alright, mate... suuurrreeee." Timothy smiled.

"Just friends, Timothy. NOTHING more." Bethany said through her teeth. She didn't look at Sherlock until they got back to Baker Street.

"Alright, Beth. What's wrong?" Sherlock asked. He placed his hand under Bethany's chin, pulling her face up.

"Sherlock. You shouldn't touch your friends like that." Bethany spat.

"Really? You're upset about that?" Sherlock sounded disappointed.

"Yes. That. How could you say we are 'just friends'? 'Just friends' don't kiss each other and completely forget!!" Beth shouted.

"I didn't forget. I didn't know you wanted people to know. I'm sorry, I hope you can forgive me.." Sherlock placed a kiss on Beth's forehead. She let out a sigh and Sherlock's worried expression left his face.

"I do.. I'm sorry for lashing out. I just.... I don't want to be someone you're ashamed of." Beth looked up at Sherlock like a lost puppy.

"I'm not ashamed of you, Beth! Never think that!" Sherlock grabbed Beth's back and pulled her against his chest.

"Okay.." Beth had a trace of reassurance in her tone. She then looked at her feet.

"Look at me, Beth." Sherlock demanded. Bethany did as he said and gave him a weak smile.

Sherlock grabbed Beth's hand and pulled her to the couch. He sat down, then guided Beth to the spot next to him. She looked at Sherlock and he smiled at her. He brushed her hair out of her face and rested his hand on her cheek. Bethany let out a light chuckle and leaned over his legs and kissed him, felling him pull her on top of him. Beth felt Sherlock smile against her lips. Sherlock's hand traveled to her back, where he slid his hand under her shirt. The feeling of Sherlock's cold hand of her warm back gave Beth chills and Sherlock chuckled when he felt it. Beth decided she needed to do something while Sherlock's hand roamed up and down her bear back. She then lifted herself a bit and began to unbutton Sherlock's shirt. He gasped and froze. Beth giggled at the sight of Sherlock being so surprised. So she took his shirt off and threw it behind her.

"It was....getting......hot......" Sherlock mumbled in the moments when Beth released the kiss.

Beth sat up and broke the passionate kiss. "Bethhhh" Sherlock complained. Beth laughed and she patted Sherlock's bare chest.

"We should stop now. Before we end up in bed." she laughed. He joined in.

"I kind of wanna sleep here tonight.." Sherlock began. Beth raised her brow and shrugged.

"Fine with me." she sat up and began to walk away when she felt Sherlock grab her hand.

"W-with.... you.." Sherlock let out a nervous chuckle and smiled at Beth.

"S-sleep... here??? W-with m-me?" Bethany was shocked.

Sherlock brushed his hand into his hair.

"Well... not necessarily.... here?" Sherlock was unsure of what to say.

"What do you mean?" Bethany tried to hide her excitement.

"I mean.... we can sleep in my room..... or your's....." Sherlock started. Bethany's jaw dropped. "I-if you'd like.... that is." he quickly added. Bethany gave him a nervous smile and nodded.

"T-that would be...." she began. "Great."

Sherlock gave her an adorable smile and giggled. "Great!"

"Your room? Should I get my stuff or.......?" Beth began.

"You can use my things." Sherlock assured her.

"Clothes?" Beth asked Sherlock.

"You can wear one of my shirts?" he asked her nervously. She nodded.

"Shall we go?" Sherlock smiled. Beth nodded as Sherlock stood up. Beth walked over to Sherlock's room, and Sherlock followed.

As soon as they got into the room, Sherlock held onto Beth's waist and wrapped his arms around her. He kissed her neck and felt her heart increase speed. He chuckled into her neck. She walked over to the drawers and grabbed Sherlock's smallest shirt. Sherlock released her and walked into the bathroom to change. She pulled off her bra and placed it under the bed. Sherlock's head peeped through the door, but Bethany didn't notice. She faced the entrance and pulled off her shorts and then her shirt. Sherlock's mouth fell open at the sight of Beth only in her underwear. She then slipped Sherlock's shirt on and turned to find Sherlock staring at her.

"Sherlock!" Beth giggled.

"What? It was only your back!.... and your butt..." they both burst into laughter and Sherlock walked over to Beth and picked her up.

"What are you doing?" Beth asked, resting her head on Sherlock's shoulder. He placed her on the bed and she smiled at him as he plopped down next to her. Beth rested her head on Sherlock's bear chest, and he wrapped his arms around her.

"I love you.." he mumbled. Beth heard him, but she didn't know if he actually said it.

Her hear beat increased as she responded to him. "And I love you, Sherlock Holmes." She felt a smile grow across his face.

"Good." he said placing a kiss on Beth's forehead and falling asleep.