𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐔𝐒𝐓-𝐑𝐃𝐉 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄

Chance-Sherlock x reader

23rd May, 1889, London

It was a big day for young Y/N. She was getting married. 

The room was amazingly beautiful, and everything seemed to be a fairy tale.

Beautiful white and red flowers were surrounding the room, crystal chandeliers were hanging from the ceiling, lighting the room with a warm, yellow shine. Everything was perfect.

Except one thing.

She wasn't marrying the right person. 

Y/N wasn't one to pretend and marry a man for his money. She had morals, self esteem and she was way too advanced to marry someone for wealth.

Thomas, the young military man she was marrying, wasn't wealthy, yet he sincerely loved her.

They have been dating for a few years, and Thomas felt ready to take the big step, and ask the girl who has been categorized countless time as the most beautiful woman in London, to be his wife.

Well, that was a problem, since Y/N didn't exactly loved him.

Yes, she cared deeply for him, but she didn't start dating him for liking him... she started dating him because she wanted to forget somebody.

Sherlock Holmes.

Yes, the great detective.

Y/N and Sherlock loved each other, but they never told.

Sherlock was tiptoeing around the corners with his feelings, and with the time, Y/N grew tired of that. She loved him, and he loved her, but he was way too mysterious, which caused Y/N to take her decision.

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Y/N was in her wedding dress, waiting in the backyard of the church. 

10 more minutes until she had to say 'Yes' to the wrong person.

10 more minutes until she had to say 'Good Bye' to the man she truly loved.

10 more minutes until she would be forced to have a life she didn't want.

She was playing with her hands, when somebody suddenly jumped on the bench next to her.

''Aaaagh!'' she cried, scarred.

A hand quickly covered her mouth, and she realized, it was Sherlock.

She glared at him, and he removed his hand from her face.

''You scarred me!'' she spat, looking at him.

''Well, I'm naturally terrifying''Sherlock shrugged and smiled at her.

Her anger quickly disappeared, and she smiled at him.

''What are you doing here?'' 

''I'm here to talk to you about something important'' 

''You'd better get on with it, because in 8 minutes I'm getting married'' she said looking at the clock that was on his hand.

''8 minutes... alright... 8 minutes'' Sherlock said as he walked back and forth the garden in front of her.

He stopped pacing and clapped his hands together.

''You can't marry Thomas'' he said, pursing his lips.

''Excuse me?'' you asked, confused, ''Why not?''

''Because I love you'' he shrugged 

''You should've told me that a long time, Sherlock. It's too late'' you said, shaking your head sadly.

He sighed and sat down on the grass, in front of you.

''I didn't stand a chance, did I?'' he said, gulping heavily.

''That's the sad part, Sherlock. You actually did'' you said, placing a hand on his shoulder.

''Do you still love me?'' he asked, looking at you

''Well... I ... yes" you nodded, sincerely

''Then I have an idea'' he smiled, standing up

''What?''

''Let's run away together'' he said, taking your hand in his.

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