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Chapter 2
"Good evening, Miss Mayer" House said smirking.
"What? Since when are you so kind?" she asked smiling.
House's eyes lingered on her for a second. Yes, she was still the same: beautiful, with long, dark and frizzy hair and delicate features. Her eyes' colour was almost yellow like the cats', thanks to the particular light of the sunset; and of course a smile constantly on her lips. She bent her head and smiled.
"So, how are the things with your only love?" she asked.
"Jimmy is ok and says 'Hi'" he replied.
"Well, I've ever known that you'd change your tendencies sooner or later. How do they say? Oh yeah, opportunity makes a thief. And If you reject all the other women, it will seem almost normal your sexual change. However, I was talking about your other love" she said smirking.
"Women go crazy for me, kid. I'm the sex symbol of the hospital! And which love are you talking about?" he replied with a frown.
"Vicodin, obviously!" she said as matter of fact.
House laughed, she was the only one who could do this things without threatening him.
"So, are you going to give me a lift to my hotel?" she said with her big puppy eyes.
"How did you get here?" he said curiously.
"I have a chauffeur, it's one of the best benefits of being famous" she said smiling proudly.
"Good, call your chauffeur" he pointed out.
House forced her to get off from his bike, putting on his helmet. She knocked on it.
"Can I help you?" he said innocently.
"Are you pissed off because I'm going to play here tonight? You know, the chances to see you in tux are never enough. And since you're so handsome in tux, I don't want to miss this opportunity. Moreover, I have never driven a 650 powered bike yet, from 0 to 100 in 0.5 seconds, double bilateral tail pipe" she said seriously.
House looked at her astonished.
"Since when do you know so many things about bikes?" he asked in disbelief.
"I dated a guy who had a similar bike. He said these kind of things, I knew that I'd surprise you. He repeated these bullshits for about 20 minutes everytime. So, can I drive?" she asked.
"No way!" he replied.
"It's a waste that you have a bike like this! You're cripple" she argued.
House looked at her.
"If you shut up maybe I will give you a lift to your hotel" he said pouting.
Mayer got on the bike, smiling. House took off his helmet and passed it to her.
"And what about your biker's thick mane? Is it going to be ok?" she asked, giggling.
"Stop it or I'll throw you off the bike when we reach the first bend" he said squinting his eyes.
Mayer hugged him laughing.
"You're cute like a teddy bear!".
House turned and glared at her as if she had said the worst thing in the world.
"Get off" he spat.
"Come on, I was joking. So, are we going to my hotel or not?" she said annoyed.
House started the engine and Mayer hugged him. House smiled.
"No. I'm bringing you to my apartment. Are you old enough to drink scotch?".
House was postponing his exit from the hospital in order to be late for the party. Suddenly, he saw her. She couldn't see him because of the lights off, a precaution from Cuddy.
'Why is she still here?' he thought.
"Aren't you supposed to be at home curling your hair?" he said from his position in the dark room.
Cameron jumped and dropped the charts that she was carrying. Then she saw him at his desk, twirling his cane. He was staring at her and this thing was beginning to bother her.
"If you wanted to freak me out, you did good" she said annoyed.
Cameron knelt down to recollect the charts and met his hand. She looked up and saw that he was staring at her. But now she felt more quiet.
A kneeling House was a rare thing due to the pain that he felt everytime. It had to be a real torture.
"Ready for the party?" he tried to be nonchalant.
"Yes. Well, I have just...to go home and take a shower. You?" she asked after a brief moment of hesitation.
'Hmmm...' he thought.
"I have to iron the tux" he replied.
They were still on the floor even though they had recollected all the charts. They were immersed in the dim of the room. In that moment, all the words didn't have much relevance, they were good just to hide the embarassment.
House was able to stand up without so much trouble. Cameron was standing up too but lost her balance because of the charts that she had in her hands. She ended by hitting House who tried, uselessly, to support on her and on his cane. Letting himself go when he felt a spasm in the leg.
'Damn!' he shouted in his head.
"Cameron, you're such a mess! I'm justified but your muscles are perfect!" he said out of breath.
He tried to stand up but didn't realize that he was still grabbing Cameron's arm. And above all, he was just few inchs away from her lips while he was talking.
Cameron suddenly realized the situation and tried to move away, but House tightened his hold on her arm, forcing her to stay there.
He sat on the floor and she knelt in front of him.
House smiled in a way that could seem almost mischievous for someone who didn't know him. Actually, it was a real taunt for Cameron.
"Tell me the truth, have you done it on purpose?" he said smirking.
Cameron stood up suddenly. She didn't really know why she was acting in this way. He smiled again.
"What? First you throw the stone and then you hide your hand?" he said.
Cameron chuckled and then realized that he was chuckling too. She turned to him, still sitting on the floor. He turned serious.
"Wow" she said amazed.
"Yeah. I have this effect on women when they see me laid down. Who knows what you'd do If you saw me naked!".
House widened his eyes and Cameron shook her head and reached out a hand for him. House stared at her and then at her hand. He turned to find another thing as support, a thing that hadn't green eyes. He supported himself on a chair and stood up painfully. Cameron put her hands in her pockets.
'He's ever the same House' she thought.
House looked around.
'She's ever the same Cameron' he thought.
"Hey, are you ready? If you want me to bring you at home, hurry up" came Wilson's voice from the hall.
Wilson entered in the office and saw House and Cameron. But he hadn't the time to say something because Cameron anticipated him.
"See you later" she said quickly, walking away.
Wilson and House were in the car and Wilson was dying to know everything.
"So...what about..." he started.
"Change the subject" he interrupted him, sensing his question.
Wilson sighed and rolled his eyes. Then he smiled and turned to his friend.
"Are you happy?" Wilson asked smiling.
House glared at him. He was House. That was the worst subject ever.
"I mean, are you happy to see Amy?" Wilson corrected himself.
"I saw her yesterday" he said briefly.
"And how is she?" he continued.
"The same, you know: two arms, two good legs, same color of hair and eyes. Great hands but, as we know, she's a pianist".
"Someone can't make a mistake with you, right?" he said frustrated.
"I see that you're starting to learn. When we get home, we'll practice carrying back the cane" he said smirking.
Wilson shook his head.
'Better change the subject...again' he thought.
"Are you ready for tonight?" he asked, hoping that it was the right subject this time.
"Oh yeah, I've ironed my Sex Pistols' t-shirt signed by Sid Vicius" he said proudly.
"Cuddy said formal dress!" he pointed out.
"My t-shirt is grey" House said innocently.
"You can't come with a Sex Pistols' t-shirt!" Wilson protested.
"I'm joking. That t-shirt is worth a lot of money, Cuddy'd give me a stock of Vicodin and morphine for the rest of my life just to see me with it on. Actually, I think I'll bury myself with it. Obviously with my CDs collection too. I'll leave you just the white CD of Elvis, I have the LP" he said thoughtfully.
"But didn't you want to be cremated?" Wilson asked confused.
"And burn the autograph of Sid and my collection of CDs? Are you crazy?" he said with widened eyes.
Wilson shook his head smiling.
"Have I to pick you up?" he asked when they arrived.
House turned and smiled triumphantly. He opened the door.
"I'm coming in limousine with the guest star" he said smiling.
"Sometimes I wonder why a bastard like you has this kind of lucks!" he said bitterly.
"Because chicks love flirting with the bad boy. But don't worry, Jimmy, they always bring the good boy to their parents'" he said winking at him.
House closed the door and went home.
TBC...
