Vicodin or Me? (A Hilson RP) - Chapter 2

*the day passed by slowly for House, n the team 13, Taub, Chase n Foreman could tell tht something was bothering their boss's mind*

House rolled his ball around him his hand thinking. Finally he got up and went to wilson's room. "Why Sam?"

Wilson: Good aftrnoon to u too. Would it kill u to give me a greeting or at least knock? Oh wait, no, it just might *tries to imitate House's sarcasm*

"Haha, I am dying with laughter. Why her?"

Wilson: Because, House, she had been nothing bt good to me. She may hv had her flaws, bt she had made up with me, n whtevr methods u hv induced us to open up n argue abt made me realize tht we hv so much to rediscover abt each other n its worth to pursue this. Happy?

"You are not happy. You are settling because you don't want to be with out a woman. You jumped into all your realtionships because you are lonely. And here I thought your needed to be needed. But if you were I would be enough for you."

Wilson: *blinked incredulously* R u actually offering urself to me as a substitution for a woman?

"I couldn't do that. Then I would have someone with a bigger penis than me and the whole world would crash around us."

Wilson: *groaned* I dont evn knw why I bother to entertain u. Bt still, I've already answered ur question. If ur not happy with it, then it will hv to be ur problem

House reached across the desk and pulled Wilson by his tie and kiss him on the lips. then he let him go. He limped out of the door and back to his office. He grabbed his pack and put his stuff in it.

Wilson: *was taken by surprise by the kiss n at loss of words frm tht kiss, not sure wht to react as he just watched dumbly at House leaving his office*

13: House, where r u going? We still need to do the test on tht anaphelectic patient on the case...

"You run the tests. I have a date with a hooker. You would like her." he winked and put his pack over his shoulder and started out. "Call me if it gets interesting."

13: *rolled her eyes, should've seen this coming as she went off to do the test*

House limped over to the near by cart and took something and then headed out of the hostiple. He got into his car.

Wilson: *had finally found his motor skills to chase aftr House aftr his brain has cleared*

House started his car and rubbed his leg it as seemed to be hurting more than usually as of late. He popped two ibproens.

Wilson: *ran aftr him, shouting at the top of his lungs* HOUSE!!

House reversed out of his stop and took off. He turned his radio on. "Stupid Wilson."

Wilson: *made a run for it n went directly in front of the car, blocking his way, something he probably would nvr evn do for Sam*

House slambed on the breaks and rolled the window down. He stuck his head out. "I don't think your girlfriend would be happy to learn I made a speed bump out of her man."

Wilson: Knwing u, I think u would revel in it. U asked me why Sam, n I told u. Now u tell me...why me?

"Sorry couldn't hear you over the music." House yelled and he turned it up.

Wilson: *stomped towards House, yanked the door open n turned off the radio* House, I'm serious. Why me?

House was silent. "Get in."

Wilson: *remembers he got things left in the office, bt couldnt care less. He needed his answer. He went to the passanger area n got in*

House then started the radio up again, but turned it down. "Remeber the first time we met?"

Wilson: Yeah. U sat right nxt to me, said Hi n out of nowhere, grabbed my lunch n notes n handed it in as ur own. Definitely a memorable experience

"You were the only one not boring at that conference." He said, driving. "When you...when you split with all your exs I was happy. When you got back with Sam I was pissed. I thought I would losing my best friend to another heartless harpy that could only hurt him. But then I started to relize that I was not jealous that you had quit spending time with me, but that she got to spend time with you. It was jealousy that I should have over Cuddy and Lucas moving in, taking her away, but instead it was really you."

Wilson: So...ur telling me tht ur...having feelings for me...evr since the first time we met?

"No. I am saying that I have devolped feeling for you since we met."

Wilson: So...ur jealous tht I'm with Sam? As in a lover's jealousy, not a friend's jealousy? N u wont agree with my marriage with Sam because u want me all to yourself

"God you make it sound like I am some 9th grade boy." He turned, heading back to the hospitle. "Now you know the truth. You can go back to work and pretend that none of this happened."

Wilson: Wait *put his hand on House's hand tht held the steering wheel* I'm not like u. I cant just pretend this nvr happened, not especially aftr the kiss u gave me

"Why not? After all the fail marragies you have had I would think a kiss would not confuse you."

Wilson: A kiss frm a woman maybe, bt a kiss frm a man, a man whom I've known all my life as only a friend, dare I say, best friend evn?? U dont jsut up n forget abt it!

"Ok. Whe we get back to the hospitle I will hit you have the head with my cane, sound good?"

Wilson: A brain concussion is not gonna cut it. *sighed* Do u reli mean everything u've just said?

"If I didn't would I have said it?" He parked in front and turned to Wilson.

Wilson: True. Beneath tht snarky facade of urs u tend to speak the blantant blunt truth *hesitated, bt turned to House n stared at him for a moment*

House leaned in and pressed his lips to Wilson's again, a thrill going through him. Anyone could see them.

Wilson: *his brain went to overloaded shock again, all the warning signs n sirens blowing off in his head telling him tht this was wrong, tht ppl would see n tht this was the craziest thing tht could evr happen...bt surprisingly, he returned the kiss somehow*

House reached around him and opened the door and pushed Wilson out. "Sucker." He grinned, making it all seem like one big joke.

Wilson: Wht the...House!! *scowled at him, bt somehow couldnt stay angry for long n sighed* R u going to be up late tonight?

"Maybe. Got a hot date coming over."

Wilson: *rolled his eyes* Right. Well, cya bk home then, n try to be civilized with Sam, for my sake?

"What fun would that be?" He said. "Close the door, I need to head out. A hooker is calling my name out somewhere and she just doesn't know it."

Wilson: *sighed as he shut the door of the car n went bk to his office, all the while unconsciously having his fingers on his still swollen lips frm the kiss*

House drove away and went to the nearest liquor store and bought some burbon and went to his old place. He locked the door and sat down opening the first bottle and downing a good portion of it.