Watson crossed his arms in front of his chest, ''Tell me about it. You have to deal with them a few hours, but I am forced to deal with them everyday''

''Poor Watson''you laughed and sat down on a chair

''Ha ha. Go ahead and laugh. Anyway, he invited us to a Christmas Eve Gala he attends to'' Watson announced.

''I'd love to go. I have nothing better to do anyway'' you agreed

''Good. Holmes, are you coming too?''

''Yes. Oh, and maybe you will bring that fellow you were talking to''Holmes said and pointed the pen he was holding at your face.

''Get that out of my face'' you spat, annoyed.

''It's not in your face, it's in my hand''

''Get whatever's in your hand out of my face'' 

''Y/N! Can you come here for a second?'' you heard Nanny shout from downstairs

''Coming''you yelled back and walked downstairs.

Holmes stared after you while you walked out and closed the door, then glanced at Watson, who sighed and shook his head.

''What?''

''You have to tell her, Holmes''

''Tell her what? What are you talking about?'' he pretended to be confused, even if he knew well enough what was it about

''Holmes, you can't lie to me. You think I don't know about the moment you had a few months ago? You think that I don't see the way you're looking at her? Be serious Holmes. You have to tell her'' Watson insisted 

''It's too late now. She has that fellow. And she hates me''

''Don't tell her I said this, but she told me that she doesn't care about that fellow''

''She still hates me. Didn't you see that she is avoiding me all the time?''

''Tell her, Holmes! This is your chance! You have to do it, and this Gala is the best chance to confess''

''Maybe I will''

''Good'' Watson said and left him alone with his thoughts

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A/N: We're 2 chapters away from the end

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