Disclaimer: ok well i guess this is where I say that I don't own House pouts but hey I can dream cant I? ... Oh wait... I just got word; that's not allowed either : (
just so you know the songs in this fic are: "blow up the pokies" by the Whitlams
" Sympathy" by the Goo Goo Dolls
and the infamous " You can't always get what you want" by the Rolling Stones
House was deliberately slow getting out of bed, he knew she was still in his apartment because the front door was yet to bang shut, signalling her departure. He had gone to the bathroom and opted to return to the warmth and comfort of his blankets. After hearing footsteps approaching, House pretended to be asleep, hoping that she would just leave.
"House I know you're awake, I heard your vicodin bottle rattle" she chimed, before laughing at the childish snores coming from the bed. "Fine be like that", but to his surprise Allison Cameron laid down next to him, flat on her back staring at the ceiling. "You know, if you want me to leave that badly just say so", he didn't move, she took this as a "no". He enjoyed her company, not that he was ever going to admit it, secretly he loved being fussed over, he missed the touch of another human. To House's surprise Cameron began to sing softly;
"And I wish I, wish I knew the right words, to make you feel better, Walk out of this place. Defeat them in your secret battle, Show them you can be your own man again", he recognised the song, "blow up the pokies" by the Whitlams, Cameron continued singing; " Don't, don't explain, Lots of little victories take on the pain. It takes so long to earn. You can double up or you can burn - You can burn". Her voice trailed off, until the words she uttered we inaudible to his ears.
"You know, im not a gambler, im addicted to drugs" his smug voice made he jump slightly, she wasn't expecting him to talk to her at all.
"Obviously you missed the message" she said poking her tongue out in his direction, glad that the mood had been lightened so easily.
"Cameron"
"Hmm" she rolled over to race him.
"Can I ask you a favour?"
"Maybe", she didnt know how else to reply, half expecting a sarcastic response, she was surprised to hear his genuine tone;
"Can you help me plan his funeral? His parents said that they don't have time to fly over here, and asked if I could give their son the send off he deserves". Silence. Cameron leaned towards House and placed a gentle kiss on his cheek and then forehead, before moving closer to him and embracing him in a hug.
"I'm glad you asked, I would be honoured to help".
"So I've sent out all of the invites", this hadn't been a particularly difficult task, as most of the guests worked in the same building. Almost everyone gave RSVPs straight up, all wanting to pay tribute to the "handsome doctor". House still hadn't returned to work, instead he spent his days racking through his music collection, trying to find appropriate songs. Cameron had been spending alot of time at his place, helping with the funeral, cooking, and well... just looking after a man who had lost the dearest thing to him in the world. He showed appreciation and gratitude when due. The way House saw it, he had been a jerk to Wilson and regretted not ending their relationship with something a bit more memorable, so from now on, he decided to be some what nice to the people he liked, and those people only. Hey, I can't be nice to everyone; I lose my rep as the bad boy of medicine, he thought to himself laughing slightly. She enjoyed just watching him as he did what he had to do; she gave him plenty of space, always remembering that he was still hurting, just finding ways to hide it.
"NO!, Cameron get away from there", House shouted across his apartment as he closed in on her trying to take a peak at what he was doing for Wilson's funeral on his laptop. "Busted" she thought. He grabbed her arm and spun her around, this action caused their bodies to be only centimetres apart, House took advantage of their closeness and once again pulled Cameron into a warm embrace. He enjoyed holding her, it sent shivers across his spine, he hadn't felt like that since, well ever. He stepped back just enough that Cameron could raise her head, leaving enough room for House to lower his, as he placed a tender kiss on her lips. House pulled away after seconds of pure bliss, her eyes remained closed;
"Thankyou Allison", he leaned down once again, this time he pushed his lips upon hers more passionately. Cameron's thoughts were running wild; Holy crap, im kissing House... am I taking advantage of his vulnerabilities? No! If anyone's being taken advantage of it's me... oh shut up Allison and enjoy the moment. House moved his lips to Cameron's ear, and to her surprise he began to sing;
"Stranger then your sympathy, this is my apology, I take myself from the inside out, and all my fears had pushed you out". they swayed gently as he sang. Cameron stepped back.
"House, I don't know", she was extremely apprehensive, maybe he is confused, so much has happened. Her thoughts were interrupted by his soft voice;
"Cameron, I know"
"You know what?"
He laughed before saying, "you can't always get what you want, but if you try sometimes, you get what you need".
He returned to the task at hand: getting Cameron away from his funeral plans.
ok just the usual... please review... ive got a rough idea of where im going to take this... but please people know this: your ideas and suggestions are MOST welcome ... Have a good day.