Give it a go

by Lilybugg303

John starts to get annoyed with Sherlock, one day he decides enough is enough and it's best for him to leave 221B, John goes out to find a new life for himself and both men go through many experiences before realizing that their feelings for one and other have changed and maybe John leaving wasn't a wise idea.

1. Chapter 1

I read this amazing text fanfic thingy and it kind of inspired this well it did at the start but then I took a whole new thing to it, but I suppose it still inspired the creating of the story... Hope you like! Oh and I do not own anything to do with Sherlock!

Text styles: John. Sherlock. Mycroft

~11:45 am~

Sherlock? –JW

~11:55am~

Sherlock please, come back –JW

~11:57am~

I'll throw out one of your experiments! –JW

~12:02~

I'll play your violin –JW

~12:05~

Sherlock please, I don't even know what I did? –JW

~12:28~

I'll give you anything if you come back and chat –JW

Cigarettes –SH

Fine I'll give you a few, now come back! –JW

Nope, I'm not going anywhere for "a few" I want my own pack! –SH

Fine we'll get them after we talk, but no telling Mycroft! –JW

****story time****

Sherlock walked slowly back to 221B not wanting to take a cab, that meant seeing John quicker. Sherlock sighed stepping over a puddle, John said he didn't know what he did, so did he forget or does he not see how what he did could be bad? The questions were bugging Sherlock immensely, could he still be mad at John if he didn't remember? Was he mad at John? He couldn't decide and part of him was insisting he go talk this out with John, but it was only until he received texts from the man in question did he decide he would actually go.

John sat on the couch with a frustrated yet very anxious sigh, why was Sherlock mad? It was something he had done last night of course, something he couldn't remember. Last night John had a feeling it was a bad idea to go out for drinks with Stamford but he had went anyways, just to get Sherlock off of his brain, now look where that got him, worrying sick about the detective.

John looked around the apartment thinking about whether he should clean up or not, was there a point? He shook his head, now he's being completely stupid! It was Sherlock's mess anyways, instead he would make some tea, that always seemed to help.

"Do you even remember what you did John?" Sherlock asked staring at his tea, he had come back earlier not making a sound, but John was too busy distracting himself with making the tea right to notice the man straight away.

"No! That's the point Sherlock, the last thing I remember was getting a third round for me and Mike. What did I do?" John said trying to stay calm, he wasn't angry at Sherlock at all, he was angry at himself for not remembering.

"Oh okay, thank you John. That's all I wanted to know" Sherlock replied, hopping off the chair, he started making his way to the door, but John had ran in front of him blocking the exit "John."

"Nope, no Sherlock you can't just ask your questions and leave, you need to answer mine!" John shouted, now he was mad at Sherlock. "Now tell me what happened last night?"

"You were an unknowing participant, in someone's plan to get to me, which worked" Sherlock answered frowning at the last part "now I'm going to get my cigarettes"

"No I'm getting them!" John didn't move an inch, Sherlock was not getting away with this, it was John's turn to win an argument.

"John, you're terrible at shop-"Sherlock began. He had a feeling an argument had already started, he was just trying to escape it instead of cause it.

"No explain to me! Christ's sake Sherlock, you're always explaining things this isn't different!" John yelled moving enough for Sherlock to make a run for it. John quickly caught onto his coat "If you don't go back inside right now I'll leave too, and I won't come back"

Sherlock ignored this making his way down the stairs, John wouldn't actually leave, it was an empty threat, Sherlock convinced himself, now he need to go get more answers, from the only person he knew would have them.

Walking out he decided this time he would get a cab, once he got these answers he could explain everything to John, as he arrived out the house e rung the door bell, being let inside instantly and placed in the same room as the first time he visited.

"Hello," Said a too familiar voice sitting on the seat across from him "no disguise this time Mr Holmes?"

"Ms Addler," Sherlock greeted the naked woman in front of him, contrary to many people's beliefs he did not care for the woman at all, nor did he think he ever would. "I have some questions"

"Yes? Well so do I." She winked folding her arms across her bare chest. They stared at each other waiting for someone to speak Irene grinned leaning forward "Let's make a deal then, an answer for an answer"

"And what kind of things will I be answering?" Sherlock said straightening up, his eyes never leaving hers, knowing that if they did it would give her satisfaction.

"Oh just the usual stuff," She answered with a sly smile, sliding one of her feet along his leg "my turn, why have we never gone to dinner?"

"Because I don't want to," Sherlock said through his teeth, this is why he disliked her, she could be genius if she wants but she'd rather use her brains to impress people "Why doesn't John remember?"

"I slipped a drug into his drink when he wasn't looking, it causes people to go wild and then forget, I've never had it myself but I've seen the effects on my friends, seems worth it. Do you want it?" She replied, Irene happened to like Sherlock very much, not in a relationship way more as a pick his brain, learn some tips, have her way with him and leave.

"No," Sherlock smiled shaking his head as she prepared her next question "you just asked your question, what did he do?"

"Oh, nothing, we drank we kissed we came back to your flat and I let him take control, not too bad that one," she said more to herself then Sherlock, Sherlock couldn't fight the unmentionable thoughts that got stuck in his head. "Would you like me to demonstrate?"

Another no, Irene. Frankly I was hoping you'd ask about another case," Sherlock sighed, he had almost finished his round of questions, he flicked through his mind, thinking which was best to ask next, "and by John took control you mean he initiated the events of the night?"

"So many questions about John! And no he never wanted to until I got him on the bed, you did choose a loyal one," Irene grinned, it was obvious to her that Sherlock and John were, very interested in each other, it was only a matter of time "Where did you learn about all this deduction stuff?"

"Oh a decent question! Well I suppose I learnt at a young age, and it's what my family does. Although I'm not certain on what you would do with it, but there is my website in which you could learn a thing or to," Sherlock replied, happily surprised at the question. "Okay, this is my last question, are there any chances of John remembering?"

"None at all, I've tried," Irene's smile faltering as Sherlock got up "But I'm not done yet!"

"I am!" Sherlock said putting his coat back on "Goodbye."

"How long have you been in love with John Watson?!" Irene said quickly, luckily this was enough to make the detective stop and sit back on the couch

"I don't know what you mean," Sherlock mumbled he wasn't in love, he couldn't be "John is my friend, I know people make that mistake but we aren't, together."

"No but you want to be, perhaps I need to teach you a thing or to Mr Holmes." Irene told Sherlock who only frowned at this, his mind was buzzing with more question this wasn't something he was used to.

Sherlock got up quietly walking outside, he needed to see John quickly he needed to do an experiment on himself to find whether the woman's words were in fact true.

****Texting****

~2:26~

John I'm coming back now –SH

~2:35~

I've got the answers for your questions now –SH

No, it's too late –JW

No it's not, I'm coming up now –SH

~2:42~

Why aren't you here? –SH

Christ Sherlock I told you! Do you really not care what I say at all! –JW

I thought it was an empty threat… -SH

Well the great Sherlock Holmes is wrong! –JW

Where are you? We need to talk –SH

Bad day for you Sherlock? –JW

No, it's been quite interesting actually… why did you ask? –SH

Well you're getting a lot of things wrong today, we don't need to talk ever again, I'm through with putting up with your shit. –JW

One thing John, yes we do we need to talk about last night, you don't remember any of it and I know you want to know what happened –SH

Goodbye Sherlock –JW

****Real life****

John sat his phone on his lap looking out the taxi window, that was the last thing he was ever going to say to Sherlock, he was now going to live a normal civilian life. With his sister.

Sherlock searched the flat looking for any clues on where John had gone, but John had been clever, too clever for a panicking detective, he had left no trace it's like he was never even at 221B

****Texting****

~3:06~

I need your help –SH

Oh my, dear brother, this is a first –MH

Do shut up Mycroft I'm trying to be professional here! –SH

Is it John? He does have a tendency to get you all emotional –MH

Yes actually it is, I need you to find his whereabouts now-SH

What do you mean by that? –SH

Oh please don't act like it's not obvious brother, Why would I do that? –MH

It's not obvious, if it was I would know about it, and you would do that because John has gone and I need to talk to him –SH

Oh dear Sherlock, Okay I will try give me time –MH

Thank you –SH

~3:24~

John? –SH

~3:26~

You can't ignore me forever –SH

~3:28~

I won't let you –SH

~3:29~

Everyone think's we're a couple what do I say? –SH

That was a joke by the way –SH

~3:40~

We found his location –MH

Took your time where? –SH

Yes I did, because my job isn't looking after you anymore! Where do you think he would be? –MH

I don't know, that's why I asked you! What is it annoy Sherlock with stupidity day! –SH

If he really was your only friend you'd know, and no, sadly that isn't a proper day –MH

Not funny Mycroft, yes he's my only friend but the only place we ever talked about was, oh –SH

Yes Sherlock he's at Harry's I had people double check as well –MH

And Sherlock? –MH

Yes Mycroft? –SH

You are welcome : ) –MH

~4:00pm~

John I remembered! You owe me cigarettes –SH

I'm not allowed to get my own –SH

Mycroft will know, and you promised! –SH

Answer me or I'll have to tell Mycroft –SH

****Real life****

John looked down at his phone buzzing madly, he was trying to unpack but Sherlock was driving him out of his mind, one more text couldn't hurt, it's not like they're going to meet up and he'll move back in, no he made a promise to himself he wouldn't give in, just a few more texts.

****Texting****

~4:10pm~

You didn't answer my questions so our deal doesn't count Sherlock! –JW

John! Yes well I suppose that's true, then let's finish the deal? –SH

Fine but I'm never coming back after this! –JW

Alright then, meet me at Speedy's at lunch tomorrow? –SH

You better explain where you went to day as well –JH

You better bring my cigarettes –SH

And that's it for today! thanks for reading, I really hoped you liked it! Um but yeah, I'm pretty happy with this and stuff but I'd love to hear your opinions so please review that'd be really great!