An Interview With BC
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Chapter 7
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm visiting you." He replied, like if it was a perfectly normal thing to do.
He turned away, showing me a gorgeous smile. "I need to show you something."
Cumberbatch started to giggle hysterically and searched in his pocket for something.
I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms. "What in heavens sake, Cumberbatch?"
He reached deeper in his pocket and handed me his cellphone, which had a british flag formed like a heart on the back. Oh God, british patriotism.
"It's really great. I mean...just...it was a bet...but it turned out marvellous." he said excited. Smiling uncontrollably. "I just can't believe that you haven't seen it yet."
Quickly he opened it with a slide and some taps on the screen. Suddenly a photo popped up and he smiled and turned the phone screen towards me. "Now! Look at that!"
I looked at the picture as he handed me the phone.
Briefly, just for a second, his fingers against mine, my trembling hands touching his skin, moments of cursoriness melting into infinity.
His glance met mine, wild sparkling eyes.
My mind remembered me of his touch, his lower body rushing into mine. Lips uniting, demanding for ….. -
"- Yes! So! Let's see what you wanted to show me." I cleared my throat and nervously looked down on the phone.
Why did he still make me so freaking nervous? I can't think straight around him!
He looked at me irritated. "Ehm, yes. Sure."
I looked at the screen and saw a group picture. Then I realized. "Cumberbatch. Why are you showing me a picture of U2?"
He laughed. "Well yes. I know, but look in the back of the picture. Tell me what you see!"
I squeezed my eyes, too see better. Then he started to laugh and moved his fingers on the screen. Suddenly the picture was bigger and I could relax my eyes.
"You have to use your fingers." He said, moving his again. "Just like that." Smiling at me, he ruffled through his hair and straightened it in the back, like he always did. "Have you never used one of these before?"
Then he started to laugh at me.
I took the phone out of his hand and sticking out my tongue. "Oh shut your face, Cumberbutt"!
Taking a closer look at the picture I suddenly could see a man, he was somehow behind the group, like he jumped. And then I realized, it was him.
His face had a weird smile expression and his arms were thrown in the air.
"Why do you show me a picture were you photobombed U2?" I asked.
He frowned. "But..it's Bono and me...together...in one picture...and it's at the 'Oscars'!" Pointing at the screen.
I shrugged and turned the phone off.
"You are not even a bit impressed?" He said, disappointed like a little child.
"I mean, what were you expecting.." I answered.
He smiled. "A little more excitement maybe?"
"You want excitement?" I teased, moving towards him.
His eyes widened and his body tensed noticeably, I was surprised that I still had that affect on him.
I placed my lips next to his ear, so I had to stand on tip toes. Lowering my voice as deep as I could, I started to whisper. "And that is exactly how you sound when you try to seduce me by simply lowering your voice." I giggled.
His arms hugged around my back and he pulled me closer. "Do I really sound that ridiculous ?"
Somehow I gave in to his embrace and looked into his colourful eyes. "Sometimes."
"You are really something extraordinary Parker. You know that?" He said.
I didn't had to respond, I let his words wonder through my mind and it repeated the phrases again and again.
"So, when do you get off?" he asked suddenly.
I stuttered. " Hm..ehm..i didn't even started to work. I should probably get back now and...you know. I've been away for two weeks."
"I know. I was here, everyday." he replied.
"About that." I said, pointing a finger at him. "I do not appreciate you seeking around here everyday!"
"I could also just go to your house, but nobody around here would give me your address."
I laughed. "I think that that would probably be considered as stalking Mr. Cucumberbutt."
His arms tightened around my back and his face moved towards me. I could see the little gap on his upper lip, shaped like a heart. The little scar right next to his right mouth corner. How I desperately wanted to kiss him now. Forget the world around us for one more time, I remembered the words he said that night. How wonderful they sounded in my ear, him saying my name, expressing his desire for my touch. I just wanted to scream out loud that he was all that I needed, I would give my soul to him. Loving him just the way he was, the reason why I do everything I do. I was the rain and he the see I got lost in and somehow, for the first time, the falling part, felt right.
"Kim!" Someone behind me screamed.
I turned around and looked at …...Jane.
"Yes. Everything alright?" I said hesitating.
"Someone here told the press about him, being here!"
Cumberbatch buried his face in his hands. " Oh no, no, no, no! I need to get out of here now."
"Why?" I asked surprised. "What's going on?"
He started to walk around. "Well, I'm not exactly supposed to be here."
His excitement started to arouse the attention of some other people in the office.
"What do you mean with you're not supposed to be here?" I said.
Cumberbatch turned to me and looked at me with an excusing look in his eyes. "It means, that maybe I told Mark and Steven I would work on some underground project, before starting the new Sherlock season and so everyone waited for me. But instead of doing that I've sat around here for two weeks, waiting for you. And if anyone is going to find out, I'm in a lot of trouble."
"For heavens sake Cumberbatch. You're such a moron!" I said, grabbing his arm. "Let's get you out of here."
