Sorry I haven't been around. I've had mock exams, then my girlfriend broke up with me and I still have all the other mental crap happening which equals me not having a good few weeks so I've buried myself in watching Supernatural. But… I'M BACK! I wouldn't just leave you like that, I'm not that mean. Seriously, I've given up on not swearing I do it too much so beware: I keep swearing (sorry, not sorry). Also I am so NOT sorry for the amount of Supernatural references I keep putting in. Is it bad that the first chapter of this story makes me cringe? No? Okay good because it does. Gosh this was long… I'm gonna shut up now.

DICSLAMER: I don't own Sherlock, ass-butts!

-OwlSky15678

He's growing on me –TeenLock

Chapter 11

John-

Having your boyfriend living with you is amazing. At least I know he is safe and I don't have to worry about him anymore, which is nice. Mum and Sherlock get along really well but time will tell when Sherlock finally meets my dad. Him and Harry don't talk much since Sherlock deduced her, trust me it was funny but now Harry is all bitchy with him but he doesn't seem at all bothered. Mycroft insists on paying us to keep Sherlock under our roof and Lestrade is the only one, except Mycroft of course, at school who knows that he lives with me and frankly I'd like to keep it that way.

"Morning Lock" I mumbled on a grey Friday morning.

I heard a sigh from across my room, "Friday?"

"Yeah"

"Good, one day left in hell-hole!"

I heard movement so I guess he had got out of bed. Light blinded my eyes as Sherlock turned the light on, "Do you mind?" I groaned.

Sherlock smiled at me, "In fact, I don't"

"Bitch" I groaned.

Sherlock looked over at me with a confused face, "What does that really tall guy say on that TV show you like and insist the angel dude is gay with the older brother who likes pie?"

I laughed, "You mean Supernatural?"

"Ohh, that's what it's called"

I giggled and nodded.

"Yeah I mean that show"

I smiled, "Jerk"

Sherlock jumped up in the air, "Yes! It was jerk. You say bitch I say jerk"

I smiled again, "Be careful the floor is weak but I'm okay with that"

Sherlock shook his head slowly, "What have you done to me John Watson?"

I got out of my bed and walked over to him, "I've changed you into a new man"

"I'm no man"

"Girl then?"

"I'm not a girl either"

"What are you then?"

Sherlock closed the gap between us, "Yours"

I blushed and kissed him quickly then asked, "Why are you so happy on a school day?"

Sherlock smiled, "Because I can't get over the fact I wake up here every morning"

"Aww you're so cute"

"I'm not cute"

I nodded with a smile then said, "Race you down stairs?"

Sherlock grabbed the door handle, "See you later ass-butt!" and he tore off out of my room.

"Hey it's my house!" I shouted as I followed him down stairs.

Sherlock stopped at the bottom and turned around, "It's mine too remember"

"What did I do?" I sighed jokingly and ran past him into the kitchen, "Beat ya!" I shouted then stopped, at the table there was someone I wasn't expecting to see. My facial expression changed from happy to serious and I looked down at the floor, "Hi dad" I whispered.

"John" he said to me and carried on eating his toast.

I turned around quickly and stopped Sherlock from going in.

"What's wrong John?" he asked me.

"Dad's home from work and he doesn't know you live here yet" I explained, "He was meant to be coming home in about a week but work must have let him home early. We haven't sorted out how we are going to tell him yet"

"Shh" Sherlock whispered, "It will be okay. I'll just walk in and explain"

I smiled, "I have rubbed off on you"

"It's not a bad thing" and he walked past me and went into the kitchen with me following behind him.

Sherlock faced my dad and the first thing he said to him was, "Hi"

My dad looked up from his morning newspaper, "What are you doing here?"

Sherlock looked over to me then back at my dad, "I moved in about a week ago"

"Why?"

"I kicked myself out my old house"

"Why?"

"Sherinford isn't a very nice man"

My dad looked confused, "Who the hell is Sherinford?"

Sherlock looked to the floor, "My father"

At this point I stepped in, "Did you hear the conversation I had with mum just before Christmas?"

"No" my dad replied.

"Well Sherlock has suffered from child abuse since he was seven and it wasn't safe for him there so Sherlock, with my help, stood up to his father and kicked himself out but by the sound of it Sherinford had basically kicked him out anyway" I took a large breath in, "So Sherlock is living here now so he is safer and away from harm"

My dad thought for a second in a long silence before nodding slowly, "Well, if it's fine with your mum then I guess it's okay for me just don't get in my way and no frisky business under this roof" luckily my dad had a smile on his face.

"Dad, I'm fifteen! I'm not like that"

"I was banging chicks at fifteen" he said simply.

I sighed, "I did not need to know that"

Next to me Sherlock was giggling his head off.

"What's so funny?" I asked him.

Sherlock got himself together before replying, "You're dad sounded like" he paused for a second, "the one who is gay with the angel"

I laughed, "Dean?"

My dad sighed, "Have you got him into that ruddy American TV show?"

I nodded.

"God bless your soul" my dad whispered then said, "Haven't you two got school today?"

"No sugar Sherlock" I replied.

"I'm Sherlock!" Sherlock protested next to me.

I smiled at him and whispered; "Could have used Mycroft's" then I said in a normal tone, "Let's get breakfast!"

A/N: Supernatural fan? Ship Destiel? Well if you want to cry and get your feels broken go and read 'Twist and Shout' (if you haven't already seems most people have). I read it all through at once and sobbed my eyes out while my parents right next to me watching Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. Well, I recommend it. It's so well written and it's worth the tears. Back to the story!

Sherlock-

Saying I liked it here would be an understatement. I love it here! I actually feel like this is home and I've only been here a week. For once I'm in a place where everyone accepts me and I'm not someone's punch bag. Living with John has defiantly been the best thing in my life and I hope it carries on for the rest of my life. John Watson is truly my life saver. I knew I wouldn't ever be able to spend another day in the dreaded place I've had to live in for fifteen years of my life. I don't think I can ever thank John enough for what he has done for me. Every morning I wake up next to him and every night I go to sleep breathing in his sent and it's what I've always imagined. John has healed my scars and not just the visible ones because sometimes it's the mental scars which hurt the most. Thank you John for saving my life and I really couldn't have done it without you. You've healed a broken body, heart and soul and I don't think anything I will ever do or say will ever repay you for what you have done. Thanks.

Once the three o'clock bell had rang throughout the school everyone ran out of school for the half term holiday of one week, just one week with John. His family are going on holiday, camping in the Lake District. Should be fun I hope, I've never been camping before.

"Shall we go then Lock?" John asked me the moment the bell went.

I smiled, "Sure" I stood up and carried on talking, "You know I've never been camping before"

"Ever?"

I shook my head, "With family like mine? You've seen them and do you really think they are the camping type?"

John laughed, "I don't think they would touch the countryside with a ten foot pole"

I looked at him then realised it was one of those sayings he always comes out with. I gathered up my stuff shoved it in my bag and headed for the door. Just as we were leaving Lestrade came in.

"Hi guys" he said leaning against the door frame.

John smiled at him, "Hi Greg"

"Can I speak to Sherlock?" he asked.

I looked at John.

"Sure" John smiled, "I'll wait outside Lock, see you in a moment" John leaning up on his tiptoes and kissed my check before grabbing his bag and leaving with a smile to Lestrade. When he was gone Lestrade walked over to me and stood in front of me.

"Do you know what's up with Myc?" he asked.

I shook my head, "I haven't spoken to him since I walked out"

Lestrade looked at the floor then back at me, "Could you try and talk to him"

"Why?"

"He isn't the same since you left"

"It's nothing" I said, "As he once said to me, caring isn't an advantage. It's not me, something else is bothering him and the only way to get it out of him is to talk to him"

"Could you?"

"No" I replied.

"Why?"

"I won't talk to him at school, it's not a thing we do and I'm not going back to that retched place just to question about my brothers feelings"

Lestrade looked at the floor again, defeated. "At least I thought you might care enough"

"I hate to admit it but yes I do care about him but my own safety comes before his. Now I have business to do so good day Lestrade, have a nice holiday and good luck with my brother, he is difficult at the bestest of times" I slung my bag over my shoulder and left the classroom. "Let's go John"

"What did he want?" John asked as we walked out of school.

I shrugged my shoulders, "Just my brother having some issues, nothing to worry about. He wanted me to talk to my brother but I'm not doing that"

"Why?"

"I'd have to go back to Holmes Manor to do that and I really don't want to go back there ever again"

John smiled up at me and slipped his hand in mine and we walked out the school together.

It was the Sunday after we had broken up for school and it was time to go on the camping holiday in the Lake District. I was pretty excited seems it was my first ever camping holiday. I'd been on holiday with Sherinford and mother but they stopped once I hit five years old, for some reason I never bothered to ask, and whenever they went on holiday I'd be locked in the house on my own while Mycroft, Sherinford and mother went and had some fun. But I didn't really care, it was nice having the whole house to myself without Sherinford. I woke up on the fairly sunny, for Britain anyway, Sunday morning.

"Morning John" I groaned, stretching my long limbs.

John hummed in reply and I looked over at his heap in the bed. I smiled to myself, got out of bed and crept over to John's sleeping form. I held in a laugh as I jumped on top of him trying to wake him up and get him out of bed.

"Ah!" John screamed from beneath me.

I burst out laughing but didn't move.

"What do you want Lock?" he asked as he took his arms from beneath the covers and wrapped them around my waist.

I smiled, "For you to get up?"

"Why?"

My smile grew, "Holiday!" I shouted.

John giggled, "You're like a five year old that is giving me pins and needles"

"Oh sorry" I muttered and rolled off his bed and landing on the floor with a small bump, "Yeah well this is my first proper holiday since I was five so I'm allowed to be like a five year old"

John sat up and ran his fingers threw my hair, "Let's try and make this one the best holiday ever"

"Have you ever been camping before?"

John nodded, "Every other year"

"What about the other year?"

"We go abroad and stay in a hotel"

My face lit up, "Awesome. I've never been to another country before"

He removed his fingers from my hair as he spoke, "Next year Lock, next year"

I smiled, "How long before we leave? It's six o'clock now"

John groaned, "Six? Really Lock? You could have let me have a few more minutes. We have a five hour car journey to sit through"

"It actually takes four hours and forty-nine minutes" I stated. (A/N: I researched that by the way I don't just happen to know the exact time it takes to get from London to the Lake District, bit creepy if I did)

John groaned, "I rounded it" he looked at me for a second then said, "I'm not going to ask how you know that"

"Google Maps"

"When did you look that up?"

"Just before I woke you up"

John sighed, "Get a life Sherlock"

"Already have"

"Get a new one"

"No"

John laughed, "I was joking Lock"

I looked at him confused for a second, "I don't get it"

"Well you wouldn't now move I'm going to get out of bed and we really need to clear out that spare room so I don't get you waking me up every morning"

I smiled, "I'll just come in anyway"

"I'll lock the door"

"That's mean!" I protested.

"I'm mean to people who wake me up at six am" John said, rubbing his eyes.

I just smiled at him, "Get up then, we still need to pack"

John sighed, "Fine, I'm getting up"

"Thanks" I leant across and kissed him quickly and jumped off the floor.

I spun around when the door opened and a sleep eyed Harry was standing in the door way not looking impressed at all.

"Why are you two up so early?" she asked.

John just pointed over at me and I smiled.

Harry rolled her eyes, "Thanks a lot for waking me up too"

I kept my smile, "That's okay"

"Sarcastic Sherly" she groaned, "Johnny, teach him sarcasm"

Since I had moved in to John's house Harry had come up with the nickname 'Sherly' for me. Personally, I don't mind the nickname you just get on with it because I've tried to change it but it's going to stay no matter what I say or do. Johnny just seems to be something that has been around for ages and John doesn't seem to mine, I guess.

"We have a five hour car journey, I can do it then" John answered.

"Oh gosh" Harry lent on the door frame, "This car journey is going to be hell"

"Actually hell would be much more torture" I started but John stopped me talking by pressing his hand to my mouth.

"Shut up Lock"

My initial reaction was to bite his hand, which I did.

"Ow!" John shouted, "That was no fair!"

"Self-defence" I smiled.

"Cheeky" John smiled back and kissed my check then said, "Kiss it better?"

"No" I folded my arms.

"You are so mean!"

I laughed, "Joking" and took his hand kissed the place where I had bit him and then entangled my fingers with his.

Harry just stood at the doorway looking at me and her brother and rolled her eyes again, "I'll let you two be coupley while I go and be sick"

Me and John laughed as she left for her own room, shutting the door behind her shouting, "Please fuck quietly and save my ears the pain!"

"I love your family" I sighed to John.

John smiled up at me, "Yeah, they are pretty awesome"

I let go of his hand and hung my arms over his shoulder, "They are wonderful" I whispered then kissed him again.

When we pulled away John looked up and into my eyes, "I would pack but you're just to god dam distracting"

"Is that a bad thing?" I teased.

"Not at all"

We kissed again before I looked at John, "Shall I give you a piggy back down the stairs? Might as well have breakfast now"

John smiled and then jumped on my back and I slung my arms under his legs.

"Stop delaying the packing Mr. Holmes"

"We can do it after" and we went into the dark downstairs.

At half seven we were all finally packed and sat in the car. Luckily John's parents had a people carrier so we all fitted in nice and snug. John's mum and dad were sitting at the front, Harry behind them and me and John were sitting right at the back. On the way, once we got into Leicester, John's dad was picking up his friend and his wife from work. They didn't know I was joining them but they'll find out in about two hours. We finally set off and three quarters of an hour later we had left London behind us.

John picked out his phone and plugged his head phones in, "Lock?"

"Yeah?" I said still gazing out the window.

"Listen to this" and John handed me a headphone.

I turned to him, "What is it?"

"Music" he replied.

I took the headphone and put it in my ear and John put on what he classed as music. To tell you the truth, it wasn't half bad.

"What is this called?" I asked.

"The Irony of Choking on a Lifesaver by All Time Low" John replied (A/N: the song I'm currently listening to and I defiantly recommend listening to All Time Low!)

"Not bad"

"Of course it's 'not bad'" air quotes were used, "They are All Time Low, they are awesome! I've met them"

I looked at John pulling some face I'd prefer not to know about, "Cool" and then that started the pretty boring, for me, conversation about All Time Low which I just listened to and occasionally muttered a yes or a cool just to keep John interested.

"Can you shut up about them?" Harry complained after half an hour of constant All Time Low talk.

I smiled to myself.

"No" John replied.

I looked at him then put on my puppy eyes, "Please?"

John smiled, "Fine"

"What did you do?" Harry turned around in her seat, "Or do I want to know?"

Me and John laughed then I said, "Just put on my puppy eyes"

Harry rolled her eyes for the third time today, "If I wasn't a lesbian I'd be so jealous of you Johnny"

John smiled and took my hand and rested his head on my shoulder.

"Stop being cute" Harry complained then turned back around.

I looked at John and pecked him on the lips then asked, "How long until we get to Leicester?"

"Just over forty minutes" John's dad shouted from the driver's seat, "I still didn't tell them Sherlock would be joining us"

Harry laughed, "And they don't even know that John is gay"

John smiled, "Well this is going to be fun. At least they aren't religious like mum's friends" John laughed then said, "That was so awkward when you kissed Clara that time in front of them"

Harry smiled at the memory, "Mum?"

"Yeah?"

"Didn't you get kicked out the book club 'cause of that?"

"I didn't like that place anyway" Carole said with a sigh, "I wanted to leave way before that but just couldn't be bothered with the paper work"

"Paper work? For a book club?" I asked.

"You won't believe it Sherly but yeah, paper work" Carole said.

"Is everyone calling me Sherly now?"

"No" John replied, "I call you Lock"

"I'd prefer that than Sherly" I said.

Harry turned around again, "Sorry Sherlock but Sherly is to stay. Like John is stuck with Johnny for his whole life"

"Go to hell" John glared at Harry.

Harry smiled, "I plan to" her facial expression changed into pure older sibling teasing, "Have we shown you the family picture albums yet Sherly? John was pretty cute as a baby and look what he has turned out to be"

I smiled at John's seventeen year old sister, "You haven't shown me them"

"That's the first thing we do when we get back" she glanced over to John then sang, "Time to embarrass Johnny" then turned back around.

When we finally got to John's dad's friend's house I stretched my long legs but got back in the car before his friend's appeared out their house. First a woman with long blonde hair tied in a ponytail and deep green eyes got in, who I could deduce liked animals and was a vet, liked living in the city close to friends, read a lot of books, liked shopping for clothes and didn't like her husband's drinking habit. She sat in the middle seat, next to Harry.

"Hi" she smiled at Harry. She had a soft, caring voice that would be good for children.

Harry smiled back, "How are you?"

"Fine thanks, glad to get on the road. How was the journey?"

"Slow and torture with Johnny going on about All Time Low for like half an hour"

John sniggered next to me and before she could turn around her husband got in. He had short brown hair that was falling out at the back and was around the age of forty. He had sharp blue eyes and from what I could tell from the glance I got in he has a good stable job, liked to drink down the pub every night, loved the outdoors and wasn't happy about living in the city but lived there for the sake of his wife. He came and sat next to his wife and said, "Hi" to John's dad.

Then John's dad turned around to him and said, "We have another one joining us" he smiled.

"Where?" he asked, he has a fairly deep voice that you could probably find if you were lost.

"Next to John"

They turned around and looked at John first, smiled at him then there gaze came onto me. Today I had chosen to wear a light grey t-shirt and black long shorts, my hair was still a mess and my shoes were missing on the floor somewhere.

"Hi" I smiled.

"Hi" the woman smiled, "My name is Jo and that's my husband Jake"

"Two J's" I commented then said, "My name is Sherlock Holmes and I'm um" I looked over to John not knowing whether to say boyfriend or friend seems they hadn't noticed our joined hands yet.

John just smiled at me telling me to go on so I carried on, "and I'm John's boyfriend who now lives at his house because Sherinford, who is my father by the way, didn't like me very much"

Jake smiled at John, "He's cool"

"I know" John said, "He isn't actually Sherlock though"

"Hey!" I protested, "I thought you promised not to mention the full name again John Hamish Watson"

"You're asking for it William Sherlock Scott Holmes" John growled.

"Really? Who names their kid William Sherlock Scott?" Jake said.

"The same man who names his first son Mycroft" John smiled.

Jo let out a burst of laughter, "Oh gosh, your dad should have chosen better names"

I smiled, "Joy to me, I'm named after my uncle"

"What did he do?"

John shook his head, "You don't want to know"

Jake raised his eyebrows at me.

"Murdered a few people"

Jo's face went into shock, "You're family sound… lovely"

"Shall we get going then?" John's dad shouted from the front.

"Sorry" Jake and Jo said at the same time and they put on their seat belts and we headed out of Leicester and onto the Lake District for what I hoped was going to be the best holiday in my life.

You'll get the holiday next chapter, I promise. I have 16 chapters planned for this fic so stick around until the end! I hope that longer chapter makes up for the amount of time I haven't updated in. Now off to eating cereal (I know it's ten to six but anytime is cereal time) and watching countless episodes of Supernatural. So, byee and until next time my Sherlockian's and don't forget to maybe give me a nice review!

-OwlSky15678