House woke up in his apartment at about 4am.
He pressed a hand to his face as he sat up, noticing a headache was beginning behind his eyes.
HehKishh! He sneezed quietly not wanting to wake Wilson who was sleeping on his couch. Little did he know that Wilson was not asleep nor had he been for hours.
House went to the kitchen to get a glass of water- his throat was feeling a little scratchy.
He filled his glass and turned to go back to bed when a searing pain in his head caused him to drop the glass and swear loudly. "Fuck!"
"What are you doing awake so early, House?" Said Wilson turning on the lamp.
"I was thirsty," he said squinting in the light. "What are you doing up so early?" He said, slightly annoyed.
"I wasn't up until you came in!" He said a little too fast causing House to become suspicious.
"Right…."
House stepped over the mess and walked back to his room. "There seems to be a mess on the kitchen floor, don't slip in it Jimmy boy!"
Wilson groaned and sank back onto the couch. He stifled a light cough and tried yet again to fall asleep. His blocked nose and aching chest had woke him up at about 1am and since then he hadn't been able to fall asleep. He thought about House for a while. House was a deep sleeper. He could sleep through a bloody earthquake if he wanted to, he only ever woke in the night when he was sick or his allergies were bothering him. House rarely got sick which forced the aching oncologist to believe the latter was disturbing his frien- colleague. He shook the thought of friendship from himself with a physical shiver. At 5am Wilson finally drifted into an uneasy sleep.
"SHIT!" Yelled James Wilson as House poured icy water on his face.
"Only I'm allowed to swear in my house, get up its 8 o'clock and you were snoring like a walrus!" House yelled limping into the kitchen. "Is this your milk?" He added taking a bottle from the fridge. Wilson nodded pinching the bridge of his nose to stave off a nasty headache that was fast approaching. House shrugged and downed half the bottle earning him a nasty look from Wilson.
Wilson could feel the water getting higher up his nose, there was nothing he could do, but he couldn't sneeze in front of House, it made him…. uncomfortable.
Heh Ngnxt Ngnxt…. Heh Ngnxt Ngxt-CHOO! He tried to stifle all four but by the last he was tried and only half stifled.
"Bless you!" House yelled slamming the front door behind him. DAMMIT Wilson thought to himself HE HEARD, HE'LL GUESS I'M SICK AND SEND ME HOME. He rolled his eyes and looked at his watch.
"I'm gunna be so late! Scratch that... I'm gunna be so dead if I turn up late again." Since moving in with House he had been late four times. A personal record for him. He quickly got dressed and hurried out the door.