Chap 1
Greg House was lonely,
miserable and drunk the state you would find him after a horrible day, or normal for that matter.
This day was one of the worse days of the year; he had a fight with Allison Cameron, his current girlfriend, because as always he was one hell of a jerk.
That night after some more scotch and vicodin, he went to sleep, after a few hours playing the piano. He couldn't sleep, he toss and turned for the whole night until the sun shinned through his window. He decided to get his ass out of bed and fro once in his life go to his job on time.
He was having breakfast when the doorbell rang.
House: Damn Wilson
House: (yells) What the hell are you doing here so early?
He waited for him to come in on his own but when he didn't he went to open up.
He almost died when he didn't saw Wilson, instead he saw a 15-year-old girl, tall and thin, with a pair of the most beautiful blue eyes he has ever seen.