5 – Confessions, Part 2
House slapped the beer out of Wilson's hand as it went up for another drink. "What are we doing?" "Uh….watching tv and drinking?" Wilson answered dully. "But why?" "Um, because this is what we do every single night?"
There was something in Wilson's voice, and in his eyes that told House what was wrong with his friend. "Who is she?" House asked fiercely.
"Um, what? Uh…who is who?" Wilson asked, slightly taken aback. "Oh come on. You know, the girl you like!"
"What? There is no girl," Wilson answered dumbly. "Please. Of course there is." "And how would you know?" Wilson asked, starting to get angry.
"Well, let's see. You weren't watching tv, since your eyes were slightly glazed. You were obviously thinking of someone special because there was a certain gleam in your eyes.
"But then you lost it, meaning you think you don't stand a chance, and finally, you sighed a long, deep sigh showing you're in love," House said slowly, proud of himself for figuring it out.
"So, who is it?" Wilson sighed and gave in. "Fine House, I'll tell you. I like…Allison." "Who?" "Allison, you know, Cameron?"
A smile made its way across House's face. "You have to ask her out." "Why?" "Well, House started, not sure if he should be serious or make a joke, "Because it's the right thing to do……and I'd love to see you fight the wombat for that teddy bear."
There. He did both. House felt not-so-oddly satisfied. Wilson couldn't believe House. He stood up, and said, "You know, you've really outdone yourself with being a jerk." "Thanks, I try."
"You know what? Maybe I will ask her out. Or maybe I'll just tell everyone in the whole hospital about how you are in love with Cuddy. Then the joke will be on you for once!"
With that, Wilson left, leaving House sitting on the couch, beer in one hand, cane in the other, and his mouth hanging wide open.
TBC
Note: I don't know who will end up with Cameron. Will it be Wilson or Chase? Who do you guys want? Let me know!