A/N: Hey guys! I've finally made up my mind about continuing the story!Ouf…LOL.
So….Just till now Dacen Jade is the only one who disagrees with my idea. I will now announce to Dacen: I DIDN'T start writing stories just because I want to be approved by everybody on the fanfiction area. I know that people have the right to like you or to hate you. It's OK; I came here to make my imaginary world known by others, to make friends and to have fun.
Come on I'm not giving a moral lesson on FANFICTION where we can finally escape from these kinds of SCHOLAR TALK! LOL. So. Ahem. The story…
Holmes' POV
This week I felt my love deepening even more, and tonight, exactly a week after the accident, Emma asked me to accompany her from the moor to her house. I agreed as quickly as possible.
"Do you have idols?" Was the first question I thought of, so I asked it directly.
"Yes I do." She answered, and she was as frank as I was, "it is you Mr Holmes."
Both astonishment and pleasure overwhelmed, and I asked more questions about her as if I was investigating.
As we arrived it was I who opened the door (she probably forgot to lock it). I held the door for her and was rewarded by a "thank you" from her.
I remarked that the light was turned off, a fact that confused very much. Why did she leave the door unlocked and the lamp turned off? She must be very forgetful or daring. But, somewhere deep inside me I felt …I felt…. overwhelmed by a strange, new feeling. Everything I felt these days were new and strange, but this…this…oh god tell me what this was! It was either excitement or nervousness, or in case it was neither it could be a mixture of both. But in my opinion these feelings are contradictory, and things that are contradictory could not exist in one same place and time. But love DID put these contradictory feelings together. Ex: joy and apprehension.
After being tortured by such a strange feeling I slowly approached towards her. Even if I couldn't see her I seemed to figure out where she was. I grabbed her and- oh I couldn't believe what happened! - I kissed her.
I didn't know how long the kiss lasted. Perhaps a minute, an hour, a day, a week…. I only knew that as I pulled away from her reluctantly I saw a lantern. An old lady was holding it.
"Mrs. Bentley I suppose?" I inquired.
"Yes," she replied, smiling at me, "and you must be Mr Holmes."
I nodded. She gestured towards me and whispered in my ear: "Do you love her?"
I replied in her ear: "I do."
"Good luck then to both of you," she replied, this time louder. "I'm talking about the investigation." She said as she saw the look on my face. I felt relieved at this reply.
I leaved the house after bowing to both ladies- or did I forget to do that? - And walked out of the house.
Watson was waiting for me
"Good one Holmes," he said, hiding his amusement.
"How do you know Watson?" I said in great surprise.
Watson crossed his arms. "Elementary, my dear Holmes, elementary," he said in a mocking tone. He continued, grinning:
"That's what I call experience."
A/N: WHEN WILL YOU GUYS DECIDE TO TELL ME YOU THINK!