Title: Traded Texts: Five Times House Broke Wilson's Heart and the One Time He Didn't
Author: the-notebooks-voice
Disclaimer: All characters belong to Heel and Toe Films, Shore Z Productions and Bad Hat Harry Productions in association with Universal Media Studios.
Summary: After House break up with Wilson for a woman. Wilson tries to cope with not only losing the person he loves but also his best friend. Showing just how hard it is when they stay around, their just seeing someone new and still seeing and sleeping on tendency with you. These are 5 stories of House breaking Wilson's already broken heart more, and then lastly one time he doesn't.

Warnings: This is slash, yaoi, gay love, whatever you care to call it, don't like that why bother even clicking on this. You are the weakest link, Good Bye. Only other warning is, that there might be a sex scene or some gore in later parts. So be aware.

BTW: On and off there are formats of Texting, possible future Chat messages and other formats of writing compared to just dialogue and descriptions.

Traded Texts

Wilson: You played wonderfully at the party last night. Just wanted to let you know. Oh, BTW when can we hang out again?

House: Hang out again? Whenever you want.-kiss-

Wilson smiled with surprise and confusion, he and House had gone through a break up, House had dumped Wilson, so he could date girls and not have to cheat on Wilson. It'd been nearly 2 months and the two of them had been out to a fourth of July party. House had brought his guitar to entertain, and have fun. He isn't the most liked guy to be at the party, but every year he'd gone and every year the same people had pretended to be his friends while he was his usual self.

After the uncomfortable evening and the pain it brought to Wilson's heart of having his Ex brings his girlfriend to the party and purposely hang out with Wilson all night. Wilson missed House so much, and he had since House had dumped him and started dating that girl. Everyone had told Wilson he should hate him. He shouldn't care and he should forget him, he was an ass and he wasn't worth the pain. But this was House. He was an ass, he'd always been an ass and that would never change. Yet Wilson knew if it were anybody else he'd listen and walk away, but it'd been anyone else it wouldn't hurt so much and House wouldn't be cheating on his girlfriend with his ex, Wilson.

Wilson felt crushed the entire night of the party, but House kept talking to him and about him and ignoring his girlfriend. He barley let her wrap her arms around him, before he'd pull away to make a hand gesture while in a conversation with his ex. Wilson had cheered up, enough to know House still cares about him and misses him. House was going to stop by Wilson's place, his old place, that night after the party, and after driving his girlfriend home, but he was called to the hospital on his case. Wilson had been a bit brought down by that. He'd wanted to get to see House and just House; even if all House would want was the sex.

That's then where Wilson had texted House, he'd texted him on and off all morning and throughout the day, every so often waiting an hour or so for a reply. He had texted him in praise about how wonderful he'd played the night of the party. It was such a comfort for Wilson to hear House play something he had played every day and something Wilson had grown so used to hearing. But to get that message back the first thought in Wilson's head was, it must be a mistake, meant for her. Not me. Though then Wilson's mind raced back to past conversations, the events of the night before, the fact that House had been cheating on her with Wilson, and the fact that House had promised that someday he'd come back to Wilson, if Wilson would take him back as his boyfriend. Wilson made a complete fool of himself and texted back.

Wilson: You just kissed me?

Wilson: Please tell me that was to me, Wilson, and not her? If so I'll gladly kiss you back. –kiss-

Only for Wilson to get a text back from House saying

House: Shit. Wait. I thought that message was from, Julia. Fuck. Sorry.

And then for Wilson to feel completely crushed inside and that tiny hope in his heart was crumbled. Wilson was so angry, but he was more hurt that what once was his was no longer his, and that one mixed up text was the tiny reminder of the nice feeling it was to have House, who he loved so much care about him again and make thing feel like they had once been.

Next: Wanted, Wasn't: Wilson gives back a few items he regrets giving back during a big fight.