A/N: I forgot to mention in the last chapter that Wilson is still married. Yes, this is a WilsonOC fic. Don't worry, it will all work out!
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House and His Damn Paper Airplanes
Wilson and I chatted for a little while longer, pretty much the only thing we were talking about being recollections of the past. (A/N: I don't know how to word that correctly.)
I looked down at my watch. "Well, my lunch hour's over. See you later, Wilson."
I got up out of my chair and started walking to House's office.
"Bye," Wilson said.
It takes a few minutes to get to House's office from the cafeteria, but soon enough, I approached a door that said "Gregory House, M.D. Department Head of Diagnostic Medicine" (A/N: Or something like that. I can't remember what it says.)
I entered the door and a paper airplane was thrown at me by, who else? House.
'Woah. Déjà vu,' I thought.
House laughed as his paper aircraft hit my forehead. The pointy part, might I add.
"Immature as ever, aren't you, House?" I said while rubbing my forehead where the airplane hit me.
'Damn paper airplane...'
"What? I can't help myself."
"So? You can at least TRY to stop acting like an eight-year-old."
"I COULD try. But can I ask you something VERY important?"
"Shoot."
"Could an eight-year-old do this?" House made a weird, yet funny face.
I semi-laughed and shook my head. "Didn't you do the same thing to Cuddy?"
"Maybe."
'Well, that's a definite "yes",' I thought.
"Why are you here, anyway?" House asked in a sarcastic way.
I noticed the sarcasm, so to humour him, I said, "Because you're a sexy beast." I said this attempting to hold back laughter. Of course it didn't work.
"I knew it!" He exclaimed.
"Knew what?" I interrogated.
That you always liked me like THAT."
I rolled my eyes. "Ever hear of sarcasm?"
He cocked his head in a House-like manner. "Huh. I could've sworn you weren't being sarcastic. You did sound awful serious, what with the laughter and all."
I opened my mouth to make a caustic remark, but nothing came out. Was he being sarcastic or not? 'Okay, I'm confused...' I thought.
"Are you confused or struck speechless by my... awesomeness?"
"Definitely, without a doubt, confused."
"Aw, darn."
In a very childlike manner, I stuck my tounge out at my best friend.
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Well, that's chapter two!! Hope you liked it!! Please R&R!
Oh yeah, a very big thanks to RoseTeaCup and xx Haily xxx for the wonderful reviews! Also to Forgottengargoyle to the very lengthy and detailed one!! You guys are awesome!!