Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, because if I did, I'd have House (with Wilson and Chase in my closet, you know, just in case)
The song is COLOUR MY WORLD by Westlife
Spoilers: Not that I'm aware of
Content Warning: None…right now…
Summary: He needs her. He just doesn't know it yet.
This is my first attempt at a HOUSE fan fic. PLEASE let me know
if I have missed the boat somehow on the
characters. I missed most of the seasons to capture personalities
right. Thanks! Not sure if this will be it or if it will
continue. We'll see where the story goes...and where the readers
want it to go.
Everybody needs affection
Looking for a deep connection
So put a little bit of love in my life today
Everybody needs some shelter
Spend a little time together
Come into my arms
Let them tell you what I want to say
He watched her walk off. It was an unusual case, but it wasn't the case that held his attention. At this moment, it was the furthest thing from his mind. There was something about her that broke through him. He scratched his chin, trying to figure it out.
Colour my world
Draw on my heart
Take a picture of what you think love looks like in your imagination
Write on my soul
Everything you know
Use every word you've ever heard
To colour my world
"Earth to House." Wilson's voice broke through his thoughts.
House looked at his best friend. "Jimmy."
James Wilson stared at Greg House. "Wow. No sharp witty comment. What's wrong with you, House?"
"Nothing. I've a lot to think about." House hobbled off. He made it to his office and sat in his chair. He saw Wilson leaning in the doorway. "What?"
"Greg House never has a lot to think about. What's up?" Wilson sat in a chair opposite of House.
I've had enough of not believing
Living life without a meaning
I want something real and I feel it when I'm next to you
Let's build a house full of love and devotion
A window to my heart's emotion
'Til the very end
It's the place I'm gonna keep you in, Baby please just
House sighed. "I'm growing up, Daddy. I'm going to need my alone time to figure myself out. To find out who I am and what I want from life." House picked up his Game-Boy and began to play.
Colour my world
Draw on my heart
Take a picture of what you think love looks like in your imagination
Write on my soul
Everything you know
Use every word you've ever heard
To colour my world
Colour my world, ohh
Let's make a world for you and me, yeah
That were never gonna leave, won't you do it, won't you color my world
Wilson smiled. "Seems to me you were busy looking at Cameron walk."
House looked up. "Oooo. You caught me, Jimmy. I was watching a beautiful woman with a nice ass walk. How out of character for me." He resumed playing.
Wilson smiled broader. "Yes. Greg House never objectifies women at all."
Colour my world
Draw on my heart, yeah
Take a picture of what you think love looks like in your imagination
Write on my soul (write on my soul)
Everything you know
Use every word you've ever heard
To colour my world
House smiled. "Never. I'm a good boy."
"Why don't you tell her?"
I said take a picture of what you think love looks like in your imagination
Use every word you've ever heard
To colour my world
"Tell her what?" House stopped playing and looked at his best friend.
"You need her."
"I don't need her." House focused his attention back on his Game-Boy.
"Fine." He heard Wilson huff.
"Fine." House sarcastically replied. "Now, I'm awfully busy, Jimmy."
Wilson smiled as he stood up. "Yes, we wouldn't want to intrude on your game playing time. We know it's valuable time. Tell her, House."
"Tell me what?" Cameron's voice interrupted.
House looked at her. Something clicked. Wilson was right. He needed her. He just didn't know it.
Everybody needs affection
Looking for a deep connection
So colour my world.