The Little Things
Chapter 12
House entered the living room and noticed Wilson in the same chair he must have been in all morning. House went over to him and tapped his leg with his cane.
"Hey, Jimmy boy! Wake up!"
"Uhhhhhhh," came a noise from Wilson as he started to stir.
"Hey, you alive?"
"No, and who the hll turned on such bright lights?" he asked with attempts to open his eyes while squinting. He brought his hands to his head in agony. "And who the hll hit me in the head with a sledgehammer?"
"That was my bad? It slipped!" he said mockingly. "Oh and the light you're talking about, that's called daylight. I guess you're not used to drinking that much anymore, huh?"
"My God. What did I do last night?? I remember the concert and part of the limo drive but after that...," as he waives his hands up in the air, "I've got nothing!"
House leaned towards Wilson so his face was maybe a foot away from Wilson's and yelled, "SO DO YOU WANT ANY BREAKFAST?"
"Oh, sweet God House! What the hll?"
"HEY, ALLY! COME HERE WILL YA," House again yelled while Wilson covered his ears.
I heard Greg yell for me so I jumped up not knowing what the problem was and ran out to the living room.
"What's up?" I enquired.
"OH, NOTHING REALLY! IT JUST LOOKS LIKE OUR FRIEND HERE HAS A HANG OVER. DO YOU HAVE ANY ASPIRIN HE MIGHT BE ALBE TO TAKE? I'LL GO MAKE BREAKFAST! IS THAT OKAY WITH YOU ALLY?" House again yelled while looking at Ally but leaning in towards Wilson.
"You know that's just cruel Greg!"
"I KNOW!"
"Go make breakfast! I'll help Jimmy."
House walked off towards the kitchen with a smile on his face and looked over at me. I gave him and half-smile and shook my head. He then returned my look with a 'what did I do?' look.
After Jimmy was given aspirin and House was done making breakfast, we hung out. When Jimmy felt well enough to go home, which was around 4pm, he left.
"So what do you want to do?" he asked me.
"I don't know! I have a few things I could use to get done around here like cleaning and laundry," I stated. "But then I could always do that later. What do you have in mind?"
"No clue. Why don't we just relax some and watch a movie?" he said motioning me to sit next to him on my couch.
"Sure, sounds good. What movie?" I asked as I sat down next to him.
"Doesn't matter!"
I was intrigued by that comment. I figured that I'd test him then. "So, it doesn't matter, ehh? How about a nice romantic comedy?" I looked at him and raised an eyebrow.
"Whatever you want!"
Really now? Either he doesn't care because all he really wants to do is spend time with me or he's completely pulling my chain.
"Okay then, how about we watch Titanic?" I asked wondering how a romance/drama would go over.
He made no expression; just looked at me and said, "Sure!" I went over to my DVD collection and pulled out the movie and place the DVD in the DVD player. I then sat next to him again and as I did that he raised his arm and put it around my shoulders. I looked up at him and smiled as he looked down at me and smiled back. I pressed play and we watched the movie.
I always cry during this movie and when it was over I had a tear streaked face. House noticed and as I pressed stop he reached his hand across to my cheek pulling my face towards him. He looked at me and began brushing the few tears left away with his thumb. "Come on! You have to have seen this movie a bunch of times before. And even if you hadn't, it's not like to don't know the ending," he stated with a smile.
"Everyone knows the ship sinks yeah but it's so sad to love like that and lose it," I stated. "It was right there in front of them, in their grasp and yet, in the end they lost it. Maybe they didn't lose the love but they lost each other!" I then leaned into Greg and hugged him placing my arms around his waist. After a little, he pulled back some; we were face to face ; our noses were almost touching. We stared into each other's eyes as our breathing increased. He leaned in just enough for our noses to touch but then he closed his eyes and turned away releasing me as he stood up.
"I should probably go! I had a great time Ally. Thanks for letting me hang and for going with Jimmy and I to the concert." He walked to my bedroom and grabbed his bag and shoes. He came out and headed towards the door. I was now standing near the couch. He opened the door and said "Thanks again! I'll see you tomorrow morning," and with that he left me baffled and speechless.
I thought he felt something. I know he felt something. Does he want so much just to be friends that he'd run at a sign of a 'intimate' moment? I respect his wishes if that's what he wants but I highly doubt it. I'm sure the main reason he ran was because his want was staggeringly strong and he probably didn't want to lose himself in it. Maybe he's being foolish and thinks I'd do better off with someone else or maybe he's just plain scared. I just hope what just happened doesn't change our friendship any.