I'd rather follow her [Sherlock Holmes]

Chapter 20

I looked at Sherlock, he was playing his violin, he is amazing at it.

Mary and John were dancing, and I was patiently waiting for Sherlock to join me.

I was looking at all the happy couples dancing with smiles plastered on their faces.

I wish Sherlock and I could be like that, but sadly we can't...

We are both different, we could never have a relationship like normal people have.

It's sad, every girl would want a wedding with a lovely guy, but me and Sherlock are different... He doesn't want it, and I just don't know.

Sherlock quickly finished his violin performance, and walked over to me.

"Hello, darling." he said as he grabbed my hand.

"Care to dance?" he asked and I nodded.

"Yes, thank you." I replied, he smiled.

He then gently placed one hand onto my waist, and I put one hand on his shoulder.

We danced around, he was suprisingly good actually.

One, two, three, and one, two, three. She's actually smiling, I'm actually doing well!?

"Sherlock, when did you learn this?" I asked, he grinned.

"Recently." he replied smiling and I smiled. Mary had told me that he has been all over youtube trying to learn how to dance, which I thought was adorable.

I looked down at our feet, my feet being so tiny compared to his.

I smiled lightly, and he gently placed his hand onto my cheek.

"John should know." he sighed, I shook my head.

"He can't know." I replied.

"He will know." he said calmly.

"When?" I asked.

"Now." he said, I made a confused face. Now? How now?

He then quickly pressed his lips to mine, in public, at uncle John's wedding.

We both stood still, enjoying eachother when he pulled away, John was looking at us, he looked mad.

"Okay, wait. Let me explain." Sherlock said but John hit Sherlock right on the jaw.

Sherlock fell to the ground and I immediately kneeled down next to him.

"Sherlock? Sherlock, can you hear me? Sherlock?" I asked, I got no reply.

"Sherlock, please, please, please. Wake up, wake up, wake up." I whispered and I gently put my hand on his cheek.

"Uncle John, please do something, please." I sniffed, the fear in John's eyes was huge.

Uncle John and I have both done medical school, but he knows way more than me.

"Sherlock, please, please, please." I sniffed and I tightly held Sherlock's hand.

"Lauren, get into his mind, try and bring him back." John said and I nodded.

I sat down on my knees, and I gently placed his head onto my lap.

I couldn't get into his head, of course he had been drinking.

I need to get into his head.

I carefully placed two fingers on both sides of his head.

Sherlock's mind is really neath, when he isn't thinking about anything he has like files in his head, pretty handy.

Moriarty: Death, Crush on Lauren, Suicide, miss me, clever.

John: Best friend, reliable, wedding, Mary, blogger.

Lauren: Beautiful, mine, Moriarty, John, hot.

Okay, uhm....

Sherlock? Sherlock? It's me, Lauren. John didn't mean to, you know that, I know that you're just uncouncious.

I opened my eyes again, John honestly looked worried.

"He's okay, just uncouncious." I said and John sighed in relief.

"Great. How'd you know?" John asked and I grinned.

"Sherlock freezed, he's in shock, and got quite a hit. The freeze will take about a minute, then he'll be fine." I said as I slid one hand down Sherlock's jawline.

"Mary, take care of Sherlock. Lauren, go outside." John said as he tightly grabbed my arm.

"No. I'm gonna stay here, with Sherlock." I said, John pulled me away.

Once we were outside John and I sat down on a bench.

"Why? Why him?" he sighed, I raised my shoulders.

"I don't know, it just happened." I whispered, he sighed.

"Look, Lauren. Sherlock doesn't have real human emotions, he doesn't 'love'. And if it seems like he does, he's lying." John said, I nervously giggled.

"I don't think he could lie for over two years." I mumbled and John gasped.

"Over two years?! How didn't I notice?!" John exclaimed and I raised my shoulders.

"I don't know." I said, he gently put one hand on my shoulder.

"Lauren, I'm only telling you this once, for your own good. Break up with him, all he will give you is pain and worries. Just do that." John said, I sighed.

I can't....