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House's POV

"Do you expect me to get better just by staring at me?"

"No Mr. Bond, I expect you to die" I said in my creepy voice.

"Oh really? It's just that some little bird told me that you were working really hard on getting me better"

"Oh, it did?"

"She looked quite shocked herself"

"It's Cuddy, then" Bella smiled up at me.

"So, why do you spend two hours in my room every day?" She asked, changing the subject completely. That caught me off guard. God damnit, why couldn't she just be like every other girl I've met?

"I need somewhere to be while I'm supposed to be doing my clinic hours"

"I'm fun to be around, admit it" Yes, you are, you are different than everything I've met.

"In your dreams"

She was fun to be around, but I was in no mood to make more mistakes like the one of apologizing. Gregory House never apologizes to anyone!

"Why does everybody call you House?" She asked, out of nowhere.

"I thinks that's my business and not for you to be prying" I answered, a little harsher than I intended to be. She looked hurt, but turned her face away so I couldn't see her.

I felt bad for hurting her and wondered what was happening to me. She was a teen after all, she should be complaining about school, crushes, annoying friends, not teasing me!

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be rude" I found myself asking.

"It's ok. The woman that told me you were really working hard also told me that you being nice is not a typical behavior" She said and smiled "I really didn't mean to pry"

"My name is Gregory House, but I guess House is shorter" I answered her previous question.

"HOUSE!" Someone that sounded annoyingly like Cuddy screamed down the hall.

"Speaking of the devil" I muttered and turned to go do my actual job. I could see Bella already drifting into unconsciously again, and that was starting to worry me.

She chuckled.

"Try to keep me alive, would ya?" She teased, when I was halfway into the hall and I stopped dead in my tracks, smiling.

"I'll do my best!" I shouted back.

Bella's POV

When I got back to consciousness again, I was surrounded by Thirteen, Chase and Foreman. House was nowhere to be seen.

"Glad you're awake" Thirteen said, smiling.

"Did my best. Speaking of that, where's doctor House?" I asked, trying to see if he was outside, until Chase placed a hand in my shoulder to calm me down.

"Hey, calm down, doctor House will be here shortly. Why do you want him anyways?" Chase asked, curiosity peeking into his eyes.

"He's fun to be around" I answered as if it was obvious and shrugged. They looked at me dumbfounded, but said nothing as they checked my vitals.

I started to fall into unconsciousness again. I saw everything turn blurry very slowly and a slightly mechanic taste come to my mouth. The monitors started buzzing and the doctors launched themselves in a frenzy to save me. Ha-ha, that's useless, clowns!... No! Not the black again no, n-

When I woke up, there was no one in the room, or so I thought until I heard a small chuckle.

"Good. You're awake" House said. I wouldn't notice him if he hadn't talked. He was sitting on the other side of the room, staring at the street outside the window, while spinning his cane.

"What are you doing here?" He pretended to be hurt.

"What, you black out for thirty minutes and forget our little talks every afternoon?" He asked, and finally turned to me, allowing me to see his face.

My breath caught in my throat as his electric blue eyes pierced my soul. They showed nothing more than hurt, although his face was sarcastic. I glanced at the watch in the wall and saw that it was already two p.m.

"Sorry, didn't know it was that late already"

"Oh, sorry, I forgot to shove the watch on your face" More sarcasm "Start paying attention to the time, woman!"

"Hardly"

"Hardly what?"

"I'm hardly a woman, more like a girl"

House POV

That was actually when I remembered that she was just eighteen. I felt my brows come together in a small disappointment frown. She was fun to be around, with an interesting way of acting, often doing the unpredictable. Then again, he was almost fifty and she was only eighteen.

"Doctor House?" I heard her ask. Once more, my mouth talked for me.

"Call me Greg" I heard my voice say.

"Okay Greg"

"You're fun to be around" Ok, this has to stop!

"Thanks, you're not too bad yourself!"

My eyes hardened as I looked at her, the woman that made my defenses go down, that called me by my first name, that made me want to hug her and never let go, that made me feel all warm and fuzzy.

The woman that made me feel like a lovesick teenager.

I didn't want to be like that, so I got up. She looked alarmed.

"Stay" I raised an eyebrow at her "Please?"

I felt my legs lose strength and I fell into the chair again as she smiled.

We talked for hours; she surprisingly wanted to study medicine and asked me about life at the hospital. I taught her some medical stuff and then she went to sleep.

I didn't move an inch from where I was, watching Bella sleep, like I was hypnotized. I was vaguely aware that my team was gathered at the door, whispering to each other, but didn't pay them much attention.

I only had eyes to Bella.

My Bella.

So, I wrote all this while listening to "The Saltwater Room" by Owl City. Really inspired me, sorry if it's short. Please review!

Of course I had to talk about an obvious problem to their relationship: the age. He nearly fifty, she's eighteen. Pedophilia anyone? I mean, I know she's legally adult, but there's a big difference.

But don't worry, that problem has a simple solution! Or maybe not… Well, review please!

Kisses

Kelia