Chapter Five: All About Thirteen
Author's Note: Back! Sorry it took so long but I'm finally back! i don't own House or its characters.
Who would have known Thirteen was this interesting? Between all the girls, guys, and drugs; Thirteen was very fascinating.
"Wow and I thought I was an addict!" House exclaimed.
"I'm not an addict! I'm not that into drugs anymore." Thirteen replied.
"So that means there was a time where you were that into drugs."
"No, I-"
"No use lying. I already knew."
"How can you know that?"
"I paid a lot of money to that coffee machine repair man."
"You had your private investigator snoop around my personal life? Is there anything else that he told you?"
"Nope," House lied.
"I know you're lying, House."
"Good for you. You caught me. You going to arrest me officer? Strap me down to a bed? Do naughty stuff?"
Thirteen slapped him in the face. House fell over to the ground and the rest of the fellows held Thirteen back. House gets up slowly and holds his hands up like he was waiting for the police.
"Wow, you are far more interesting than the stories depict!"
"Stay out of my personal life!"
House smirked. The number thirteen was the best number. Who knew what else he would find.
Author's Note: Short I know but the next chapter will come soon so don't worry. Anyways, thanks for reading! Don't forget to leave a review. 8D!