"Well, I brought the movie," Julie said as she entered the room.
"Great," John replied. "Which movie?"
"The Hobbit."
"Oh, God, no. I am not watching that stupid movie," Sherlock yelled.
"Hey!" It was Danny." I actually like that movie. It's really good. You should at least try to watch it."
"I don't care what you think I should or shouldn't try to do."
"Sherlock, don't be rude," John scolded. "And I like that movie too. So, shut up." He turned to Julie. "I would love to watch that movie. And I'm sure Sherlock wants to but he'll never admit it." He leaned in and kissed her on the cheek.
No! Sherlock wanted to scream. Stop! You are supposed to be kissing me not her! It won't even last long. A month at the most. But us, John, you and me, we could last a lifetime. We will last a lifetime together, if you'll let us. I love you. More than anyone ever could. You have to feel the same way, you have to! At first I thought you did, but now I'm not sure. I've never felt this way before, I don't understand. Help me understand! Please!
"Can we just watch the movie now," Danny asked.
No. No! I don't have to sit here. I don't have to do this."Fine. You can watch it. I'm going for a walk."
"No! Don't leave!"
"Fine, Danielle! You leave! Get out! And why don't you follow her, Julie!"
"Come on, Julie. He needs to be alone," John told her. "Danny, I'm really sorry. I'll pay for you a ride home-"
"You stay, John."
"What?"
"I said stay. Goodbye, Danielle. I hope I never see you again. Goodbye, Julie. John will be breaking up with you now." And with that he pushed them out the door and locked it behind them.
