Haunted Holmes ➳ Sherlock x Reader

Girlfriend

"Sherlock..." I said for the fiftieth time.

He was too busy trying to think of a way to get us out, it was freezing and nobody had come looking for us yet.

"Sherlock." I said again.

He was now trying to break the door down with his body and it hurt him. I could tell.

"Sherlock!" I yelled and ran over to him when I saw him groan a little in pain before trying again.

"Have you not noticed that I have been ignoring you all this time?!" He yelled.

"I have." I said, gulping. He looked really scary but I wasn't about to show any fear.

"Then why, tell me why, are you still calling my name?!" He yelled again angrily.

He looked deadly and vicious. He looked like he wanted to kill me. Why? I didn't do anything wrong, did I? Maybe I annoyed him too much.

"Because I don't want you to keep hurting your bloody arm for no goddamn reason!" I yelled back.

"Oh, why do you care?" He said, looking at me like I was some sort if idiot.

"Your my friend, of course I would care." I said softly.

"I don't have...friends." He said disgusted by the word.

"Are you kidding me?" I said with my voice cracking.

"What?" He looked at me with a face if concern.

"A second ago you said you were my friend and now..." I said trying to control myself.

"Look, Y/N I didn't mean it like that, I swear--" I interrupted him.

"It's okay Sherlock. I'm like this because I never really had a real friend before. I think it was because I called you a friend really quickly that now you feel uncomfortable, which is perfectly understandable I swear--" I couldn't finish because my voice was cracking and I felt that I sounded stupid.

"Y/N, your not my friend..." He said quietly.

"I know..." I said, holding back tears. Then again, this was supposed to be expected, right?

"Your my girlfriend, Y/N." He said before pulling me in for a hug.

"Wait...what?!" I said panicking.

"You have the right to remain silent. You cannot protest to me." He pulled back and put a finger on my lips to shut me up.

"B-But..." I was lost staring in his blue-grey eyes.

We stared into each other's eyes before he leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on my lips.

It was too quick. I had wished for it to be longer, because afterwards I was being tickled vigorously.

"Ah! No! Stop it!" I giggled.

"I have to." He chuckled.

"What? No you-- no you don't!" I said still giggling.

I'll admit it was awkward. Really awkward, considering we had just kissed less than a minute ago. But I didn't mind. If this was his way of showing his love for me, then so be it.

After a few minutes we had both found blankets and were sitting down on the floor quietly.

"What did you mean by girlfriend?" I finally asked after gathering up the courage.

"I meant that you are much than a friend to me." He said.

"But we only met today..." I said looking down at the floor.

"I know..." He hugged me from behind. "Isn't it intriguing?" He kissed my cheek.

I flushed red and kissed him back on the cheek lightly.

"Your really cute. I feel quite protective over you." He said squeezing me a bit tighter.

"I'm not weak. I can handle myself." I said proudly.

"But, you can't handle your heart by yourself, can you?" He whispered in my ear.

"Since when were you so sentimental?" I asked amused.

"You made me like this, darling." He said chuckling.

"Stop." I said giggling.

"What?" He asked with an amused smirk.

"Your making my face hot." I said putting a hand on my cheek to feel the warmth.

How did we end up from deductions to...cuddling? This is way better.

Just then I heard a knock on the door.

"Y/N? Sherlock? You two in here?" My mum called out.

"Yes, Miss." Sherlock got up and so did I.

"Could you open up the door mum? It seemed to have been locked." I said.

"What are you talking about dear? There is no lock on this door." She said opening it and staring at us confused.

Both me and Sherlock exchanged confused glances before exiting out of that room quickly. We decided to keep this relationship a secret.

I was in my bed trying to sleep but... I was scared.

Aside from the ghosts that lingered this place...I had to attend a new school tomorrow.