Love me

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House stood at the alter, not smiling, not frowning, he pretty much had no expression at all. He stood leaning on his cane in a black tuxedo that made him look very handsome. Behind him a couple of other guys he didn't know and didn't care to know. He would probably never see them again anyways. He looked out into the pews and saw some familiar faces. Foreman was sitting with Thirteen holding her hand. When House thought about them he came to a conclusion that they made a great couple. That, quickly escaped his mind though when he heard The Wedding Song beginning to play and everyone stood as the bride made her way down the aisle. He looked to his right and saw Wilson with a big dumb grin on his face. This was to be his fourth marriage and House despised this woman more then any of James's ex- wives. The only reason he was here is because Wilson is his best friend and he wants him to be happy.

House kept quiet through the entire ceremony. He had to supress the urge to yell no when the priest asked if anyone objected to the marriage, but he kept quiet for Wilson. House would never admit this to anyone but he would do anything for Wilson. Wilson was always there for house, through all the insults and stupid situations House puts Wilson in. Wilson kisses his new bride and House walks down the aisle with House and Janet's( the new bride) bride maid. Now it was onto puctures and the reception where House was planning on getting really drunk and passing out in his hotel room. The hotel was where the recepetion would be in the beautiful princess ballroom. House waited in the hallway for the dj to announce his name and he could walk to his table where he would start his drinking escapade.

The next thing House knows he was waking up in his hotel room. He looked around groggily, letting the sleep induced haze leave his brain. Once he was fully awake he reached over to the nightstand and grabbed his vicodin. After, dry swallowing rhw pills he laid back down on the bed waiting for the pain to subside in both his head and leg. Once it did he got up and gathered his belonings and walked out of the room headed for his apartment.

The next week went by quickly. Wilson was on his honeymoon in Hawaii with Janet and House was so miserable even Cuddy couldn't stand him. When she walked past his office and noticed him just sitting there she dared to enter. The room was eerily quiet, no daytime soaps playing on the tv, no ball bouncing of the walls, just House sitting alone with his head in his hands. Cuddy walked up to him and touched his shoulder. House didn't move just sat there. Cuddy didn't know what was wrong but she knew House was hurting. She had seen him like this once before when Stacey had left him. There was one difference though, Wilson was with Cuddy when she was comforting House back then. To Cuddy this seemed worse then that. When she had been standing there for a few minutes with her hand on House's shoulder and he didn't respond she said his name ever so softly.

"House."

"Hmm.." was the only response she got from him.

"What's wrong?" She inquired.

There was no response so she went behind his chair and encircled her arms around his chin on his head. She heard a sob escape his lips. What the hell is going on? House is crying? He has never cried. Not even when his father died. She held him tighter and he finally responded somewhat. He put his hand over hers and squeezed. He needed this, he needed someone to talk too. House hated talking but he couldn't hold this in anymore. He has been for a very long time.

"Can we go somewhere and talk? Maybe you could cook us dinner." House said with a hitch in his voice.

"Of course. Be at my place at 6."

House knocked lightly on Cuddy's door and she answered immediatley. She ushered him inside but not before noticing his eyes were red and cheeks flushed like he had just been crying. He walked into the kitchen and saw the pasta laid out on the table with a glass of red wine next to it. He sat down as did Cuddy and they ate in silence. After their meal they made their way to the den and sat on the couch with a glass of wine. Cuddy just sat there staring at House who was swirling his wine and taking small sips. She was not going to initiate this conversation because she did not want to push him. She wanted him to speek freely. they sat there for a good twenty minutes and through 2 glasses of wine apiece. Finally after Cuddy was pouring their third glass House looked at her.

" I've lost him Lisa."

" Who Greg? Who did you lose?"

" James, I've lost him."

" You didn't lose him just because he got married. He is still your best friend and he will still be able to hang out with you maybe just not as much."

" No you don't understand Lisa. Wilson is my best friend and always will be. I already know that. I love him," the last part he said very quietly.

Finally, the light bulb went off in her head. House loved him loved him. More then a best friend. She always thought they would make a great pair and that House and Wilson do everything together, but she never thought it could go that far. "House, have you ever told Wilson how you feel?"

" No, I was afraid he would reject me and it would be awkward between us if he didn't return the feelings."

" I think you should tell him. He will be back at work tommorrow. Tell him."

" But, he just got married. He is going to do everything he can to make this marriage work. He already has 3 women who despise him."

" House if you don't tell him you will regret it. Go home think about it and act on your decision."

" Thanks Lisa for everything." House stood up and leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. She followed him to the door and watched as he got in his car and drove away. When House returned home he stripped himself until he was only in boxers, took two more vicodin and went to sleep.

The next morning he walked into work not having made a decision about Wilson yet. He walked to Wilson's office to welcome him back and saw the younger man smiling while talking on the phone. House figured it was to his new wife. It was then House made the decision. Wilson waved for House to sit down in a chair, but instead House went and sat on Wilson's desk next to him. Once, Wilson had hung up the reciever he swiveled his chair around to face House and was startled. House's face was inches from his own. Before he could ask what was happening House's lips were on his and Wilson opened his eyes wide with shock. The kiss wasn't long but when House pulled away he whispered ever so softly, "I love you James." With that he stood up and decided that he didn't want to work today. He limped to the elevator with a smile on his face. Wilson watched House walk to the elevator but he was to damn suprised to move. He just stood there watching his best friend walk away, House's voice in his head saying, " I love you James" over and over again.

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