A/N: this my first sherlolly fanfic.. I hope you all like it.. A sherlolly au where Sherlock is a movie star and Molly is not really a fan. What happens when they cross each other's paths?
Also thanks to my lovely beta sherlolly-ship on tumblr( sorry i dont know ur username on ;)) for telling me this was not a crap idea.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters. They all belong to ACD, Moftiss and BBC.
Molly Hooper was not a meek, submissive and timid girl as many people would agree. She too had a backbone. Atleast that's what she liked to believe. Okay, maybe she was sweet and polite, always helping people, but that didn't mean that anyone could throw a big old tantrum at her and walk away with it. No. That certainly did not happen. Those were the times when 'Molly with a backbone' would come at the surface. No one messes with the Hooper's and especially not when they are on a holiday.
Yes, the reason why Molly's train of thought was venturing towards this murderous direction, all the while shooting daggers at the receptionist, was that due to some stupid rich spoilt brat, Molly and her two best friends, Aria and Aishwarya, had to wait for an extra hour at the hotel lobby despite having confirmed room reservations. Apparently, a movie star, sorry... a ridiculously famous movie star, in the words of the dim-witted receptionist, had shown up at the last moment for a conference due to which some last minute changes had to be done in the room allotment.
'' What a perfect way start of her holiday that she had been waiting for for months. It couldn't get any better." she murmured sarcastically.
After waiting for an hour which felt more like an eternity, they were given the keys to their rooms. Molly crashed down on the queen-sized bed as soon as she entered. Afterall, the journey all the way from London to Switzerland had been tiring. She was tempted to go out and enjoy the lush green gardens and the snow covered mountains as soon as possible, but at the moment nothing could override the idea of sleep in her mind. And sleep she did.
Sherlock Holmes hated many things, or to say that there were only a few things which Sherlock enjoyed would be more appropriate. But what Sherlock hated the most was attending conferences. " I mean come on... One does not become as successful an actor as me without knowing how to act and what type of cinema people like. I don't need any conferences for that." He would complain... say to John, his manager and his best friend. Though Sherlock would never admit the latter part out loud. But John knew... He always knew what was going on in that funny little head of the great Sherlock Holmes, the sexiest movie star in the industry. So, quite obviously he also knew how to pull Sherlock's strings and this is how Sherlock Holmes found himself and his friend John Watson in the lobby of this hotel in Zurich where the all too boring conference was to take place for the entire week.
They took their keys from the reception and hurried to their rooms, escaping the crowd of fans who were squealing and howling his name. Sherlock loved his fans, afterall they were the ones he attributed his success to. Yes, Sherlock was too proud but he never really denied his fans. But in times like these an exception had to be made. He didn't want to cause any further trouble to the hotel staff who were already having a hard time controlling the mob.
Beep.. Beep..
Molly woke up with a jerk and prepared herself to run out of her room as she heard the fire alarm blaring. Wait... FIRE ALARM.?
" Its just the fucking telephone Molly ! " With that Molly threw her head on her pillow once again, pulling the duvet over her head. But the stupid thing didn't seem to stop. Groaning, Molly curled onto her side and put the phone on the side table on speaker.
" Finally Molls ", came Aria's voice. " Are you planning to sleep for the rest of the trip." Aish chimed in. " We have some amazing news. Now get up and open your door, we are coming to your room."
They both sounded a bit too excited, it had to be something big. Molly mused. This was enough to fully wake her up from her sleep and she made her way to the door of her room. She let a bit too ecstatic Aria and Aish in, who all but ran into the room and started blabbering together and Molly couldn't make out a single word.
" One at a time! " Molly shouted in order to draw their attention. Aria spoke up first, " Molls, the movie star the receptionist was talking about this afternoon, we just got to know who he is."
This was getting interesting, thought Molly as she grew eager to know who he was. Yes, she had been angry at the man at first, but who wouldn't be after travelling for three hours and then getting to know that they had to wait an hour more before they could finally rest. This would make any person mad. But a movie star in the same hotel as theirs wasn't really a bad thing at all. Excellent in fact, mused Molly or rather the fangirl in her. Afterall, she always liked movies and hence she chose to work as a ...
" Sherlock Holmes ! ". Both Aria and Aish screamed grinning ear to ear interrupting Molly's train of thought. Molly stood silent.
But she didn't look pleased.
Remember when I said this holiday couldn't get any better... I take my words back as this holiday just became my worst and it hasn't even started yet !
A/N: So here it is. Please tell me what you think. Is it good or bad? Shall i continue or should i just get back to reading fanfics. Also i wonder why isn't Molly happy to know Sherlock Holmes is in their hotel. Would anyone care to guess? Please show me some love ^_^