Chapter 10: Make Your Own Stories

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Lisa walked slowly towards House's apartment, pondering whether or not bringing up the subject she and Karen had discussed would be a good idea. Probably not, considering their relationship was already teetering on her stubbornness and unwillingness to admit whatever feelings she did have for him.

She sighed and walked up the steps to the apartment building and to the second floor where he and his friend lived. She walked in quietly, since they never locked the door, and looked around for any trace of them. She didn't see House or Tucker, so she went and knocked on House's bedroom door.

"Hey, hold on a sec, ok?" Tuck called out. This was unusual, Tucker was usually gone or hiding out in his own room. In fact, Lisa had only met the illusive, stocky character once or twice. She stood awkwardly by the door, waiting for permission to enter her friend's room.

Soon after Tucker had asked Lisa to wait he walked out of House's room, grinning somewhat foolishly. "Hey Lisa... What's up?"

"Nothing…?" She pulled back slightly so that he could walk past her into his own room.

"See ya in a bit, Greg." He said as he made his exit and Lisa slipped into House's room. She found him lying on his bed, starring up at the ceiling.

"It smells in here." She sighed, waving a hand in front of her face as she sat down on the desk. "What the hell is that?"

"We were smoking." House replied quietly, closing his eyes and putting his arms behind his head. "I didn't know you were coming over to study… you'll have to chill for awhile before I help you."

Lisa raised an eyebrow, "You were smoking weed?"

"Yeah. Want some?"

"No!" She looked at him, a horrified look on her face. "You do drugs?"

"No…" He laughed. "Sometimes Tuck and I will smoke. It's no big deal."

"No big deal? It's ILLEGAL."

"Yeah, do you even know why? For most of time it was completely fine, in fact when settlers first started big plantations in the south there were numerous 'must grow' laws so that the plant could be used to make canvas and cloth and shit, you could even pay your taxes with it. It wasn't until the early nineteen hundreds that it started becoming illegal, and that's cause Mexican immigrants used it and brought it with them over the border, and people hated them anyway so they said that weed made them crazy. And since white folk were all uppity and racist they made it illegal as part of suppression of minorities, and it was made illegal in eastern states cause black and Latin jazz musicians had so much fun with it. It's mostly a race issue, and it's stupid."

"It's still illegal, you can't just use your logic and knowledge to get around that."

"Don't be so uptight… Leese." He sat up and looked over at her. "It's not a big deal, no one's gonna get caught. We opened the window to air it out,"

Lisa rolled her eyes and stood up so that she could leave, "You're just like everyone else."

"Hey, wait a minute-" House reached out and grabbed her wrist as she tried to walk past him, pulling her to him. "I'm not like everyone else."

"Yes you are…" She sighed, sitting on the bed. "You drink, you smoke, you don't care about people. How are you any different than anyone?"

"I have reasons." He let her arm go and looked away from her, putting his head back against the wall. "God, you're a buzz kill…"

"Sorry." Lisa looked down at her hands, deeply saddened for reasons she couldn't really explain.

"You know… You should try it."

"Oh my God, Greg. Really? I just told you I don't-"

"It's something you should try, like… at least once."

"How will trying it once advance my life in anyway?"

"You can just say you've done it… You know… its college. You should have some fun. Get some stories while you're here."

She rubbed her eyes slowly and looked over at him, "No."

"Lisa Cuddy, you are so wound up it's ridiculous." He laughed and sat up straight again, putting an arm around her. "Heh… Cuddy… I should call you cuddles."

She laughed softly and leaned into him. "Why on earth would you call me Cuddles? I'm not the cuddly type at all."

"Well not yet." He grinned. "I'm sure you'd cuddle with me if I asked you to."

"Yeah. Sure." She rolled her eyes and rested her head on his shoulder. "Don't be ridiculous. I'm not one of those girls that worships you're every move."

"Which is why you're cuddling me, right?" He grinned at her as she slid her arm around his waist.

"I am not!"

"Are too!" He giggled. "Look at yourself!"

She looked down to find that he was right, again, and she quickly pulled away from him. "You're an ass."

"You like it." He grinned. "You like me cause I'm dangerous and smart and I do naughty, illegal things."

"You're a bit off there, House."

"Off my ass…" He lay back down and closed his eyes. "I still say you should smoke with me... cause I know how you are. You're stubborn but you're curious. You want to know what everything feels like but you don't want me to have the satisfaction of knowing just cause I'm Greg and I know Lisa too well and you don't like that cause that means you aren't in control. But trust me, you're safer trying all your bullshit out with me than any one else, you know. I'm not gonna try and fuck around with you."

She was quiet for a few moments, knowing that it was true. He did know her too well, and she was extremely curious about everything… Her curiosity is what brought her here. Not here, as in House's place, but here to study medicine. Well, maybe here to his apartment too…

"I thought you said you were gonna fuck me up." She said quietly.

"Not intentionally. That'd be stupid, wouldn't it? You're just gonna end up emotionally deranged cause of me." He grinned at her and placed his hand on her knee. "Since I'm asking you to smoke I know what I'm doing, and I know I won't fuck with you. You can't get that guarantee anywhere else."

She rolled her eyes and gently pushed his hand off of her knee. "That would be great if I actually wanted to try it."

"It might help you relax." He smiled at her and pulled his hands into his lap. "God knows you need it, you frigid bitch."

"Why do I allow you to insult me like you do?"

"Cause you know I don't mean it."

She smiles and leans back against the wall with him, "You really don't, do you?"

"Nah. I just like to wind you up." He tilted his head towards her and smiled.

"You're terrible." She giggled.

"And you like it." He grins.

"A little bit." She smirked.

"So you wanna smoke?"

She sighed, knowing she'd hate herself either way. "Yeah, let's do it."

"Thought that's what you'd say." He laughed softly and leaned over to grab a box from under his bed.

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Fifteen minutes later Lisa was seated between House's legs, her back pressed against his chest and a goofy smile on her face. House had said that most people didn't get high the first time they smoked, so he had showed her exactly how to hold the pipe they used and told her how long to hold her smoke filled air in, and for good measure took the liberty of shot gunning a stream of smoke into her mouth. That alone sent her reeling, but the more likely cause of that was the proximity of his lips to hers.

"See? It's not bad." House grinned and slid his arms around her waist, resting his chin on her shoulder as he did. "You just kinda relax and let your mind relax."

"Yeah." She giggled. "I'm hungry. Can we eat something?"

"In a little bit, calm down. Just chill right now."

"Oh… fine…" She shifted, trying to get comfortable and failing.

"Do you have to move so much?" He smirked.

"I can't get comfortable…" She laughed, finally giving up and moving from between his legs to the side of his bed, stretching out and placing her head on his thigh. "I want food, Greg."

"Relax first, jeeze… I'm gonna call you mood kill, not cuddles."

"But I like cuddles." She giggled, looking up at him and grinning.

"Of course you do, Cuddles." He smiled back at her and ran a hand into her thick black hair, softly tugging at it as his fingers combed through the long locks. "You're hyper."

"You're just really calm."

"Yeah… It's chill." He smirked and slid down so that he was lying next to her. He shifted so that he was on his side facing her and grinned. "I'm very… chill."

"You are!" She laughed, sliding her arms around his waist. "It's very amusing."

"You should see yourself." He grinned, running a hand up her arm.

She smiled softly and placed her head against his chest. "You're really fun to snuggle. I think its cause you're so skinny."

"I'm not skinny! I'm toned."

"Whatever…"

"I'm not." He pouted. "Besides… you're pretty fun to cuddle. I think its cause you have really nice boobs hidden under that stupid sweater."

"My sweater's not stupid!" She giggled and buried her face in his chest. "Did you know that Karen thinks we're dating?"

"That's stupid." He replied quickly, running his hands to her waist. "You're like a fucking virgin… and I don't date."

"I know!" She mumbled softly into his shirt and dragged her hands from his waist up to his chest. "She said you wouldn't make such an obvious attempt to see me if we weren't fucking."

"She's a moron. I spend time with you because you aren't an idiot." He whispered as his hands slipped under her sweater and shirt to slowly run over her skin. "God your skin is so damn soft…"

"Thanks…" She whimpered softly and dug her fingers into his chest as she pressed her nose into his neck. "You smell really nice…"

"Mmm… you too…"

"I was… just really caught off guard by her bringing it up… It's like a guy and a girl… can't be friends… or something…" Lisa sighed against House's neck as his hands slipped further up her back. She felt more than heard him moan quietly at the soft touch of her breath against his skin, and she shuddered lightly at the sound. She tentatively ran her lips over his stubbled jaw line, hoping that she could possibly produce a similar sound.

"Tuck… He said... something similar…" House growled softly. He ran his nose across Lisa's cheek and grazed her jaw line with his rough and unshaven chin. "He said we looked pretty much like a couple."

"Silly." She sighed, tilting her head back so that he had more exposed skin to touch. "I think we act like we hate each other too much."

"I don't hate you though." He softly bit her neck and ran his hands along her ribs and tummy.

"Obviously…" She chuckled lightly, tugging on his hair and running her mouth across his jaw. He looked at her and grinned, slowly running his nose over hers.

"Obviously."

Her smile faded slightly as her lips grew closer to his and his breath mixed with hers. She swallowed softly and tried her best to keep her eyes focused on his, but her gaze continued drifting down to his lips that were ever nearing hers. He found himself following a similar pattern of eyes, lips eyes, hardly able to focus on one or the other.

"Hey…" He whispered, his lips lightly brushing against hers.

"Yeah?" Her eyes slid shut slowly as she tugged lightly on his hair. She gulped again as her lips softly ran over his, a full kiss still lurking behind the soft brushes.

"Still hungry?" His lips slowly pulled into a smile against hers as she looked up at him, her eyes heavy with lust and weed.

"Starving."

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A/N: Man, House is full of naughty! 0-o. Haha, Reviews are always much appreciated!