Sorry that it's been a while since I last updated this story, but I've been busy with stupid school stuff, but I'm back again! Wahey! So, heres the next chapter and because I haven't wrote in a while, I'll post the next one too! Thanks to everyone who reviewed it. I love hearing (reading!:P) your kind words! :)

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Chapter 4 - Invitations

It was late afternoon and the sun was getting lower in the sky. It was still cold, but the chilled air was refreshing. This was House's favourite time of day. He liked to stand out on his balcony and just think about anything, but most of the time Cameron was on his mind and he was thinking of her. He never knew why he thought about her so much, as he didn't think he had feelings for her. He thought she looked good and she was funny and intelligent, but he didn't really know how he felt. All he knew was that he loved being around her, and she had become one of his friends. He didn't have many, so it was a big step up from just his employee. He got on better with Cameron than he ever had with Chase or Foreman.

The cool wind whistled around House and goose bumps stood rippled across his skin. He didn't care and rested his elbows on the ledge to look out across Princeton. He was unconsciously playing with his bottom lip as his mind wandered to far away places. He didn't hear Wilson enter his office, and was only aware of his presence when he knocked on the window. House jumped a little, and turned his head towards the door. He saw Wilson and beckoned him out. House turned his head back towards the horizon and Wilson leaned up against the ledge, facing the opposite way.

"I haven't see you all day. Where've you been?" asked Wilson.

"We had a pretty big case, but it's over with now."

"Oh, ok. I had to have lunch alone because I couldn't find you." whimpered Wilson sarcastically.

"Awww! Did you miss me?"

"How about you make up for it by coming round to dinner on Friday, watch the game?"

House turned towards Wilson, raising one eyebrow suspiciously. Wilson rarely asked him round to dinner. They usually went out to a bar or restaurant but he couldn't remember the last time he went round to his place.

"Why?" asked House curiously.

"Oh, well I don't know, maybe because that's what friends are supposed to do?" said Wilson sarcastically as he narrowed his eyes at House.

"I don't like being a stereotype and I don't do what I'm supposed to."

"So, do you wanna come or not?" sighed Wilson. House eyed him again, unsure of what to make of it. Wilson was a terrible liar, and House could tell something wasn't right. But, a free dinner that he doesn't have to cook and a basketball game sounded too good to turn down.

"Sure. I guess I can't pass up an opportunity for one of your meals." Wilson smiled, glad that his and Cuddy's plan was coming together nicely. At first, he was doubting that House would even come.

"Good. Bring some drink or something, ok?"

"Yeah sure."

"Right, well I need to go and see how my patient is getting on. See you later, House!"

House turned to say goodbye, but Wilson was already exiting his office. That was weird he thought, still staring at the door. There was something wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

Ok, that's House out they way. Now for Cameron thought Wilson as he made his way to the ER to find Cameron. He entered through the double doors and asked one of the nurses for Cameron. He spotted her straight away and walked over to her. She smiled when she saw him and finished bandaging a little boy's arm.

"Hey, I'll be with you in a sec." she said to Wilson. "Right, I think you're all done here Freddie. Next time, don't climb so high!"

"I won't." said the little boy, smiling proudly at his bandage. He jumped off the bed. "Thanks Doctor Cameron." He wrapped his little arms around Cameron's middle, taking her by surprise. Cameron awkwardly rested her hands on him and ruffled his hair. She looked at Wilson who was grinning at her.

"You're welcome Freddie. Now, of you go, your dad's waiting." Freddie ran off and bounded into his dad's arms.

"All in a day's work." said Cameron tiredly as she smiled at Wilson. "So, what's up?"

"Oh yeah, I was just wondering if you wanted to come round on Friday. We haven't talked properly in ages, so how about dinner and a basketball game at my place?"

Cameron looked quite shocked. Wilson didn't usually ask her round, and they normally caught up in the cafeteria.

"Er, yeah I guess. That'd be nice."

"Great. Oh, I thought you were supposed to go home this morning?" he asked.

"Well, yeah. I did, and I got some sleep and took a shower, but after that I guess I got bored. I just wanted to be doing something." Wilson chuckled.

"So, is 6 alright?"

"Yeah that's fine with me."

"Good. I'll see you then." Wilson was just about to leave when Cameron called him back.

"Wilson!"

He spun on his heel and faced her.

"Do I need to bring anything?"

"No, it's fine. See you tomorrow." He made a speedy exit before she could ask anymore questions. Cameron was left feeling quite bewildered, but she didn't mind catching up with Wilson over one of his great meals. She could think of worse ways to spend her Friday nights.

It was around 6 when Cameron finally decided to leave. It had been an extremely long day and all she wanted to do was curl up on the sofa with some ice cream and a movie.

Just as Cameron was leaving, she spotted House getting onto his motorbike. She stood up against the wall and watched him for moment. He slipped on his leather jacket and started up the bike. He looks so sexy in his leathers thought Cameron, but she shook the thought from her head instantly. She was having all these thoughts about him and she didn't want to. She had always found House very attractive, and she loved the way his mind worked. When she worked for him, she knew she had feeling for him, but now she wasn't sure. Deep down, she knew all those feelings were still there and part of her would always love him. Those feelings were stewing in the pit of her stomach and she just kept forcing them down. Now...her and House were friends. They talked about random nothings and got on a lot better. She liked being his friend, and having a better relationship with him. In a way, she didn't want those feelings to return in case he felt nothing back, and their friendship wasn't going to go to the next level. In the back of her mind, she knew that was the case and House probably felt nothing; but when she was with him, she thought he felt what she felt. She thought that teasing glint in his eye was his emotion speaking and that spark between them wasn't just in her mind, but in his too.

Cameron watched him and as House put his helmet on, he looked up and caught her looking at him. Cameron waved her fingers at him and smiled. House straddled his bike and in her mind, she longed to be that bike. House waved back at her, and Cameron grinned even wider as House flicked down the visor of his helmet and sped off down the street, desperatly trying to impress her. That brief encounter set off the butterflies in her stomach, and she took a deep breath in an attempt to calm them down. Cameron shook her head, still amazed he had this effect on her.