A/N: Well, right now I just thought that we'll start with the answers to your reviews
X.x- I actually enjoyed writing that part. :) I'm very happy that you liked it.
wholocked12- Voilà! :)
Superwhomerlockkb- Ta-da! :D Here you go!
Walking through the doors is like walking into a completely different universe with sub-worlds that cry out to be discovered in seemingly endless halls. Here I could be free from the worries of this overbearing world.
One day, I walked in to find Sherlock sitting at the very back table closest to a window. He was bent over reading something. His curly black hair covered his face, so I didn't know why he came there.
Silently, I placed my books down across from him and went to pick out something from the silent universe. When I came back with one fiction novel and two medicinal books, Sherlock never took his rarely quiet silver eyes off of me. At the moment, they were calm.
"Good day?" I asked.
He smirked, "Very good. Possibly even better."
"Oh? How so?"
He lent forward, "I have a good feeling about something."
I cocked my head to the side and raised an eyebrow.
"How long have we know each other?" He asked, leaning back.
"Since first grade. Sherlock, where are you going with this?"
"So we've known each other for five years. I, uh, would like it if you would be my date."
"You want to date me?" I wasn't expecting that at all.
"Yes. So, will you?" He gently pressed.
I placed my hand on his, "I would be mad if I said 'no'."
He got up and pulled me into an embrace so tight that I lost my breath.
"I'm glad that you're happy, Sherlock," I managed to get out.
He instantly let me go. "Was that too hard?" He asked, looking me over. His normally apathetic face had lined with worry.
"No, I actually liked it."
He caught me off guard again, "I'm not alone."
"And you never will be again," I promised.
A/N: I promise to write a longer chapter next time. I hope you've enjoyed this one. :)