Chapter 11 :D
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Cameron looked up at the huge Ferris wheel, shining bright with colourful lights. If she could get House on that her ultimate cheesy fantasy would be complete.
House stared down suspiciously at her wide, pleading eyes and then up at the glowing wheel.
“No way.” He said, already reading her thoughts. He began to quickly limp away from the wheel but Cameron caught up and stood in front of him blocking his escape.
“Why not? Who doesn’t go on a ferris wheels when they go to a fun fair? House you are the one that decided to bring me here and its like a rule that everyone has to go on one these things so technically this is all your fault. The ride is calling us.” She rambled.
“Wow” House paused and smirked at her. “You’re ability to talk utter bullshit is quite amazing. I mean your right this is entirely me fault, look at me I’m literally pushing us onto the ride!” He said sarcastically.
“All you have to do is sit down and get spun round for like 3 minutes and I swear I won’t whine anymore. Come on” Cameron ended up forcefully dragging House towards the ride. He cursed his crippled leg making him unable to get out of her strong clutches. They got into the queue and his stomach turned into itself. He dry swallowed his vicodin and began to nervously grind his jaw as he stared down at the ground. Cameron noticed this but did not say anything.
“We’re next.” Cameron gasped, walking up to carriage. She turned around when she noticed House wasn’t following and gave him a confused expression while waving her hand for him to come over. House reluctantly walked into the carriage and sat next to her placing his cane on his lap.
“Are you okay?” Cameron whispered, slightly perplexed by his quiet mood.
After a second or too House replied, “Yeah I just can’t believe I’m on such a lame ride that’s all.”
The carriage suddenly boosted forward and began to rise. House’s hand leapt forward and grabbed the handle bar.
“You’re not scared are you?” Cameron asked, grinning from ear too ear.
House gave a snort. “Please Cameron; I’m more scared of being stuck up here alone with you…now that’s terrifying.”
“You’re such a charmer.” She replied smiling to herself.
House’s grip tightened on the handle bars as the chair began to rock.
“Well I aim to please the ladies.” He managed to stutter in return eyes focused straight ahead.
“House its okay to admit you’re scared of heights, I mean you are human…I think.”
“Ha-ha.” House said, rolling his eyes.
As their carriage reached the peak of the wheel it came to an abrupt stop, making House nearly loose his cane that was resting on his lap.
“Why the hell have we stopped?” House grinded out, extremely annoyed.
Sure he had a little problem with being up so high up with some flimsy piece of plastic as his only support but he wasn’t going to tell Cameron that. I mean he could handle standing on a hospital rooftop, supported by layers of cemented brick, but rocking back and forth on this stupid chair was starting to send him crazy.
“They have stopped to help an elderly couple onto the ride.” Cameron noted staring down at the old lady who was carefully placing her purse onto the seat.
House forced himself to look down and tapped his hand frantically against the safety bar.
“Oh for God sake just shove the old bag onto her seat and let’s get this thing moving” he whined.
Cameron laughed at the image of House pushing the elderly lady onto the ride. She shuffled slightly in her seat so she could face him and placed her hand on his thigh.
“So you’re defiantly not scared?”
“No!” House sighed rolling his eyes again.
Cameron grinned, all week he’d been playing pranks on her, teasing her and scaring the bejeezes out of her. Now it was her turn to get some revenge, House style.
“Well if you say so…I guess you won’t mind if I do this then.” Cameron began to frantically shift her body weight backwards and forwards causing their seat to swing violently in all directions. House’s eyes widened and his hand gripped her wrist tightly as he tried to find something to hold on to.
“Something wrong House?” Cameron asked sweetly, as she continued to rock and House continued to frantically find somewhere to grip, basically groping her in the process.
“Stop that!” House shouted angrily but almost desperately.
“Hmmm let me think about that…nope” She said patting his hand which was now gripping her thigh.
The ride began to move again and Cameron continued to swing violently with the old seat beginning to make loud creaking sounds.
“If you don’t stop right now I swear, me and my cane friend here are going to push you right off this ride.” House complained poking her.
Cameron finally stopped, very satisfied with herself as his trembling hand began to loosen its grip.
“House you know it’s not right to hit a lady.” She said teasing.
“You’re not a lady, your Satan that’s what you are!” House said sulking slightly as they neared the ground. He was pleased he hadn’t been sick, although emptying the contents of his stomach onto Cameron’s lap would have been perfect payback.
Once they had safely got off the Ferris wheel he took a moment to stop and sigh in relief. Cameron smiled sympathetically, her caring and nurturing side taking over.
“House I’m sorry if I was a little rough on you.” She said while rubbing his arm.
House pulled his arm away and began to wag his finger in her face. “Oh don’t try and fool me with that angelic Cameron act, you’re a right evil beast underneath all that niceness! Oh God, you and Cuddy should start some kind of Devil woman club.”
“Well think of it as revenge. Be warned, next time you try and scare me I will have you up there faster than you can say Bobs your uncle.” With that said Cameron strutted off ahead, leaving a speechless House behind.
He had got a taste of her sinful side and he had to say, he liked it!
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“Win a toy for the lady” shouted the carnival worker in House’s direction as he and Cameron passed.
The man stood behind a stall which with lined with cuddly dinosaurs all with strange, but very cute colours and patterns. He was holding a ball in one hand and pointing to a stack of plastic bottles with the other.
“House you don’t have to win me anything!” Cameron called, as House made his way over to the stall.
“If you want one of them win it yourself, I want one for my office. They look kind of cool…hmm do you think I could get one that breathes fire every time Cuddy enters my office, now that would be fun.” He said, smirking over his shoulder.
House paid, 3 dollars to the man behind the counter and took a ball.
“Dude, how did you manage to score I chick like that, she’s a hot piece of work! You are one lucky son of a bitch.” The unprofessional worker winked at House and then took a moment to eye up Cameron who was watching from afar. He gave a slight whistle of appreciation before turning back to the older man in front of him.
House glared evilly at the jerk behind the counter and then began throwing and catching the ball in his hand.
“Would you hurry up and throw already.” The worker sighed after a minute or two.
House gave him a fake smile and nod. He threw the ball in the complete opposite direction to the bottlesso it to hit the man right in the forehead.
“Ow!” The worker cursed, rubbing his flushed face.
“Oops guess I missed, sorry if I hurt you there!” House smiled insincerely.
Cameron hurried over after watching the ball getting thrown at the man. She could tell by the way House was staring at him that he’d rubbed House up the wrong way.
“Erm do you want me to throw the next one for you?” Cameron asked, taking the second ball off the counter.
House snatched it back. “Please Cameron, I’ve seen you play laser tag, you aim like a monkey.”
House took a second throw this time hitting the guy hard in the stomach, who wailed in pain and annoyance.
“Oops again! Wow, I’m really having some bad luck today aren’t I” House said smugly.
The now extremely annoyed worker turned to look at a shocked Cameron who had now snatched the third ball away from House.
“I am so sorry-.” Cameron began to say but was cut off by the man.
“Lady, will you get your old, crippled assed boyfriend out of her before I kick him in the shins!” He yelled, hands slamming against the counter.
The guy was an idiot so House didn’t take the comment to heart but when he turned to look at Cameron’s face, her eyes were wide with anger, her lips were now pursed tightly together and her cheeks had turned red. The look on her face reminded him of the look Cuddy once gave him after finding him hid under his desk to avoid clinic duty...the I’m going to kill you type of look. (Although he had never seen Cameron use it before, he was now kind of scared for the guy now.)
The next thing he knew Cameron had taken a tight grip of the third ball and threw it with all her strength, hitting him right on target on groin. The man bent over in pain, while the tennis ball rolled away from his feet. Cameron sighed in satisfaction and simply walked away into the distance leaving House staring after her, open mouthed and shocked. It was such a un-Cameron thing to do. The sight of her beating up the guy kind of scared him but turned him on at the same time. House grinned to himself in admiration. Cameron was tougher than she seemed.
“Well that was your last turn so I’m afraid you lost.” The man grunted, his eyes still scrunched shut in pain.
House waved his cane at him and leant over the counter, poking at the bottles with it so they all fell to the ground.
“Huh, look at that, I guess we won after all.” He said grinning.
The man was about to complain, but to be honest was not in the mood to be attacked with a cane as well so instead rolled his eyes and passed a dinosaur over to House while muttering jerk, under his breath.
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House found a bench and sat down, placing the dinosaur on his lap, while rubbing his leg. All this walking around was beginning to pay its price. Cameron sat down next to him, still slightly amused from the whole incident.
“That guy was a jerk!” She sighed, adrenaline rushing though her blood. No wonder House loved rebelling so much; it gave her such a kick afterwards.
House looked up at Cameron’s face and grinned. “Really I thought he was rather charming.”
“So what did he say to you in the first place that got you so angry?” She asked, curiosity getting the better of her.
“Nothing in particular.”
There was no way in hell he was going to tell Cameron about how the man had treated her like a piece of meat and that he was slightly jealous of the leering gaze the worker had given her. The fact that the man’s comments about Cameron had got to him so much and how protective he had become over her surprised House to no ends. Of course, he had now seen she certainly didn’t need protecting, she had her back and his too apparently.
“Come on he must have said something to make you bombard the stupid man with tennis balls.”
“He insulted my hair okay and I was quite hurt, I have beautiful hair! Plus I was just thought it would be plain funny...and it was!” He joked while rubbing his hands together gleefully. Cameron chuckled slightly and shook her head.
“Tell meeee.” She whined while tugging on his jacket so to pull him closer to her face.
“Why aren’t we feeling feisty this evening?” He murmured, his hot breath flushing her skin.
“Ahem.” Said a male voice suddenly, causing both of them to jump apart. House looked up in horror to see Chase standing in front of them. He was grinning at them like a fool, holding a pink bear in one hand a toffee apple in the other.
“I’m surprised to see you two here!” He said while raising a questioning eyebrow at House.
Trying to look unshaken by the intrusion House greeted him with his usual sarcasm.
“Well, well, Chase at a fun fair by himself, the fact that that doesn’t surprise me is so sad. Nice bear by the way, did you win it so you’d have something to snuggle up to every night.” He grinned watching the deep shade of red Chase was turning.
“You can talk House; you’re the one with the fluffy dinosaur!” Chase said while pointing at the green and purple poke-e-dot toy.
House looked down at it and cringed. “Oh this, this is Cameron’s!” He proclaimed shoving it into her lap.
“Oh really, because a minute ago you were telling me I couldn’t even touch it.” She said throwing it back.
Chase stumbled nervously on his feet and spotted a small girl walking by. He sighed in relief as he thought of a perfect excuse.
“Well actually House I’m her with my niece, I won this for her.” Bending down he reluctantly gave the girl the teddy and hoped to God that House and Cameron would believe him.
“Erm thanks sir but my mum told me not to take things from strangers.” replied the little girl nervously before scurrying away from the strange, blonde haired man as fast as she could.
If it was even possible Chase had now turned an even deeper shade of red and House burst out laughing proclaiming this was the best day of his life. Cameron tried to be as polite and kind as possible pursing her lips together but couldn’t retain her giggles as House continued to laugh in her ears. He was certainly a bad influence on her.
Chase decided now would be a good time to leave; he was embarrassed enough as it was. So he walked over to Cameron and gave her his bear, plus a peck on the cheek, purposely to annoy House.
“Bye Chase, hope you and your imaginary niece have a fun night.” House added as he watched Chase’s retreating form.
“Come on I think we should call it a night.” He said, slightly exhausted. Cameron nodded and they made their way to the car. This had probably been the weirdest date she’d ever had, but being with House it wasn’t really that much of a surprise.
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Cameron and House stood by her door, neither knowing what to say or do. House knew she expected some kind of affectionate kiss good night and that she’d probably get peed off if he just gave her a friendly slap on the back and made a run for it like he wanted to.
“So, I had fun tonight.” She said, staring up at him, her hands clasped together in front of her.
“Good. Well I guess I didn’t have the worst time of my life.” The whole night had been weird, but he’d enjoyed himself and seen a new feisty side of Cameron which he hadn’t known had existed. It wasn’t a complete waste of time.
“Well goodnight.” He said finally after a long silence.
“Goodnight House.” She grabbed his arm to stop him from walking away and smirked.
House, rolled his eyes, and slowly bent down, giving her a simple peck on the cheek. He raised his head and stared down at her flushed face. Obviously a peck on the cheek wasn’t good enough for her as she placed her hands behind his neck and pulled him down placing a wet one on him. He momentarily lost his balance from the shock but soon relaxed and found himself placing his hands on her hips.
“Would you like to come in for a bit?” She asked nervously.
House was a bit reluctant about this but when he looked down at her pleading face he couldn’t really say no to it. He didn’t want to say no.
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Cameron passed a beer to House who was sitting on the couch. They had been talking about un-important things for about 10 minutes now. Their conversation consisted of stupid things like how great Febreze was and how embarrassed Chase must be (although she warned House not to make anymore fun of him tomorrow at work.). She was quite relaxed, although it was rather weird having him back in her apartment again now neither was sick.
“You like Rufus Wainwright.” House said, surprised as he stared down at the open CD case on her coffee table. He was one of his favourite artists.
“Yeah I love him. God House, what did you assume I listen to N Sync’ all day?” She smirked while putting on the CD for them both to listen too.
“Hey, don’t insult N Sync! Wilson’s their biggest fan don’t you know!” He joked.
“I didn’t know.” She laughed and sat down next to him.
“Harvester of Hearts” began to sound through the room and Cameron sighed and closed her eyes listening to the soft piano melody that surrounded them. House took a sip of his beer and watched her intently as she unwound to the music.
“This is one of my favourite songs.” She smiled, eyes still closed.
If a person should ever like a person
Then a person should like you
Being that I'm only just a person
What would you do?
If a person should ever like a person
Then a person should like me
Being that you're only just a person
It must be
“Mine too.” He admitted, glancing over at her. Cameron opened her eyes to stare back at him, their eyes locking momentarily before House glanced away. He couldn’t understand how he’d managed to get himself into this situation. How almost a year after the dreaded “Do you like me?” day he was now sitting next to her considering to forget all the work he’d put into pushing her away and just do what he felt like doing.
He watched Cameron as she moved closer towards him so their arms brushed against each other and her fingertips rested lightly over his hand.
Still I find it hard to get an answer
From the harvester of hearts
Always find it hard to get an answer
From the harvester of hearts
House sighed and placed his beer on the coffee table before sitting back down to look at her, his face suddenly serious. He could feel his heart rate speed up as he stared at her lust filled eyes roaming over him. He didn’t understand what she found attractive about him, no one could. Why she wasn’t swooning over a hunky guy her age? Maybe he would never be able to understand and maybe that was the thing that annoyed him the most. The fact that he would never understand the puzzle that was Allison Cameron that maybe he should just trust her and leave the mystery unsolved.
If a person should ever like a person
How funny that would be
If a person should ever like me
Not that I have that much to offer
God knows I have so much to gain
From the harvester of hearts
From the harvester of pain
“You deserve better.” He mumbled quietly, slightly embarrassed about what he was telling her but determined that she needed to know.
Cameron had to think for a moment to figure out what he was talking about. She looked over his hunched figure and shook her head slowly.
“Isn’t it for me to decide who I deserve?” she replied, leaning forward and placing a simple kiss on his lips.
If a person should ever like a person
Then a person should be free
Free to like whomever that they want to
“You’ll regret it.” He said raising an eyebrow at her as he gently pushed her away.
Not that I have much to offer
God knows I have so much to gain
From the harvester of hearts
From the harvester of pain
“Well let’s just see shall we.” She smiled as she gently placed her hands onto his chest and lowered him down against the couch while kissing him the way she’d wanted to since the day she’d met him.
This time House didn’t protest.
“We'll see.” He repeated, even if he didn’t understand, this time he was willing to take a chance.
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Cameron looked up at the huge Ferris wheel, shining bright with colourful lights. If she could get House on that her ultimate cheesy fantasy would be complete.
House stared down suspiciously at her wide, pleading eyes and then up at the glowing wheel.
“No way.” He said, already reading her thoughts. He began to quickly limp away from the wheel but Cameron caught up and stood in front of him blocking his escape.
“Why not? Who doesn’t go on a ferris wheels when they go to a fun fair? House you are the one that decided to bring me here and its like a rule that everyone has to go on one these things so technically this is all your fault. The ride is calling us.” She rambled.
“Wow” House paused and smirked at her. “You’re ability to talk utter bullshit is quite amazing. I mean your right this is entirely me fault, look at me I’m literally pushing us onto the ride!” He said sarcastically.
“All you have to do is sit down and get spun round for like 3 minutes and I swear I won’t whine anymore. Come on” Cameron ended up forcefully dragging House towards the ride. He cursed his crippled leg making him unable to get out of her strong clutches. They got into the queue and his stomach turned into itself. He dry swallowed his vicodin and began to nervously grind his jaw as he stared down at the ground. Cameron noticed this but did not say anything.
“We’re next.” Cameron gasped, walking up to carriage. She turned around when she noticed House wasn’t following and gave him a confused expression while waving her hand for him to come over. House reluctantly walked into the carriage and sat next to her placing his cane on his lap.
“Are you okay?” Cameron whispered, slightly perplexed by his quiet mood.
After a second or too House replied, “Yeah I just can’t believe I’m on such a lame ride that’s all.”
The carriage suddenly boosted forward and began to rise. House’s hand leapt forward and grabbed the handle bar.
“You’re not scared are you?” Cameron asked, grinning from ear too ear.
House gave a snort. “Please Cameron; I’m more scared of being stuck up here alone with you…now that’s terrifying.”
“You’re such a charmer.” She replied smiling to herself.
House’s grip tightened on the handle bars as the chair began to rock.
“Well I aim to please the ladies.” He managed to stutter in return eyes focused straight ahead.
“House its okay to admit you’re scared of heights, I mean you are human…I think.”
“Ha-ha.” House said, rolling his eyes.
As their carriage reached the peak of the wheel it came to an abrupt stop, making House nearly loose his cane that was resting on his lap.
“Why the hell have we stopped?” House grinded out, extremely annoyed.
Sure he had a little problem with being up so high up with some flimsy piece of plastic as his only support but he wasn’t going to tell Cameron that. I mean he could handle standing on a hospital rooftop, supported by layers of cemented brick, but rocking back and forth on this stupid chair was starting to send him crazy.
“They have stopped to help an elderly couple onto the ride.” Cameron noted staring down at the old lady who was carefully placing her purse onto the seat.
House forced himself to look down and tapped his hand frantically against the safety bar.
“Oh for God sake just shove the old bag onto her seat and let’s get this thing moving” he whined.
Cameron laughed at the image of House pushing the elderly lady onto the ride. She shuffled slightly in her seat so she could face him and placed her hand on his thigh.
“So you’re defiantly not scared?”
“No!” House sighed rolling his eyes again.
Cameron grinned, all week he’d been playing pranks on her, teasing her and scaring the bejeezes out of her. Now it was her turn to get some revenge, House style.
“Well if you say so…I guess you won’t mind if I do this then.” Cameron began to frantically shift her body weight backwards and forwards causing their seat to swing violently in all directions. House’s eyes widened and his hand gripped her wrist tightly as he tried to find something to hold on to.
“Something wrong House?” Cameron asked sweetly, as she continued to rock and House continued to frantically find somewhere to grip, basically groping her in the process.
“Stop that!” House shouted angrily but almost desperately.
“Hmmm let me think about that…nope” She said patting his hand which was now gripping her thigh.
The ride began to move again and Cameron continued to swing violently with the old seat beginning to make loud creaking sounds.
“If you don’t stop right now I swear, me and my cane friend here are going to push you right off this ride.” House complained poking her.
Cameron finally stopped, very satisfied with herself as his trembling hand began to loosen its grip.
“House you know it’s not right to hit a lady.” She said teasing.
“You’re not a lady, your Satan that’s what you are!” House said sulking slightly as they neared the ground. He was pleased he hadn’t been sick, although emptying the contents of his stomach onto Cameron’s lap would have been perfect payback.
Once they had safely got off the Ferris wheel he took a moment to stop and sigh in relief. Cameron smiled sympathetically, her caring and nurturing side taking over.
“House I’m sorry if I was a little rough on you.” She said while rubbing his arm.
House pulled his arm away and began to wag his finger in her face. “Oh don’t try and fool me with that angelic Cameron act, you’re a right evil beast underneath all that niceness! Oh God, you and Cuddy should start some kind of Devil woman club.”
“Well think of it as revenge. Be warned, next time you try and scare me I will have you up there faster than you can say Bobs your uncle.” With that said Cameron strutted off ahead, leaving a speechless House behind.
He had got a taste of her sinful side and he had to say, he liked it!
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“Win a toy for the lady” shouted the carnival worker in House’s direction as he and Cameron passed.
The man stood behind a stall which with lined with cuddly dinosaurs all with strange, but very cute colours and patterns. He was holding a ball in one hand and pointing to a stack of plastic bottles with the other.
“House you don’t have to win me anything!” Cameron called, as House made his way over to the stall.
“If you want one of them win it yourself, I want one for my office. They look kind of cool…hmm do you think I could get one that breathes fire every time Cuddy enters my office, now that would be fun.” He said, smirking over his shoulder.
House paid, 3 dollars to the man behind the counter and took a ball.
“Dude, how did you manage to score I chick like that, she’s a hot piece of work! You are one lucky son of a bitch.” The unprofessional worker winked at House and then took a moment to eye up Cameron who was watching from afar. He gave a slight whistle of appreciation before turning back to the older man in front of him.
House glared evilly at the jerk behind the counter and then began throwing and catching the ball in his hand.
“Would you hurry up and throw already.” The worker sighed after a minute or two.
House gave him a fake smile and nod. He threw the ball in the complete opposite direction to the bottlesso it to hit the man right in the forehead.
“Ow!” The worker cursed, rubbing his flushed face.
“Oops guess I missed, sorry if I hurt you there!” House smiled insincerely.
Cameron hurried over after watching the ball getting thrown at the man. She could tell by the way House was staring at him that he’d rubbed House up the wrong way.
“Erm do you want me to throw the next one for you?” Cameron asked, taking the second ball off the counter.
House snatched it back. “Please Cameron, I’ve seen you play laser tag, you aim like a monkey.”
House took a second throw this time hitting the guy hard in the stomach, who wailed in pain and annoyance.
“Oops again! Wow, I’m really having some bad luck today aren’t I” House said smugly.
The now extremely annoyed worker turned to look at a shocked Cameron who had now snatched the third ball away from House.
“I am so sorry-.” Cameron began to say but was cut off by the man.
“Lady, will you get your old, crippled assed boyfriend out of her before I kick him in the shins!” He yelled, hands slamming against the counter.
The guy was an idiot so House didn’t take the comment to heart but when he turned to look at Cameron’s face, her eyes were wide with anger, her lips were now pursed tightly together and her cheeks had turned red. The look on her face reminded him of the look Cuddy once gave him after finding him hid under his desk to avoid clinic duty...the I’m going to kill you type of look. (Although he had never seen Cameron use it before, he was now kind of scared for the guy now.)
The next thing he knew Cameron had taken a tight grip of the third ball and threw it with all her strength, hitting him right on target on groin. The man bent over in pain, while the tennis ball rolled away from his feet. Cameron sighed in satisfaction and simply walked away into the distance leaving House staring after her, open mouthed and shocked. It was such a un-Cameron thing to do. The sight of her beating up the guy kind of scared him but turned him on at the same time. House grinned to himself in admiration. Cameron was tougher than she seemed.
“Well that was your last turn so I’m afraid you lost.” The man grunted, his eyes still scrunched shut in pain.
House waved his cane at him and leant over the counter, poking at the bottles with it so they all fell to the ground.
“Huh, look at that, I guess we won after all.” He said grinning.
The man was about to complain, but to be honest was not in the mood to be attacked with a cane as well so instead rolled his eyes and passed a dinosaur over to House while muttering jerk, under his breath.
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House found a bench and sat down, placing the dinosaur on his lap, while rubbing his leg. All this walking around was beginning to pay its price. Cameron sat down next to him, still slightly amused from the whole incident.
“That guy was a jerk!” She sighed, adrenaline rushing though her blood. No wonder House loved rebelling so much; it gave her such a kick afterwards.
House looked up at Cameron’s face and grinned. “Really I thought he was rather charming.”
“So what did he say to you in the first place that got you so angry?” She asked, curiosity getting the better of her.
“Nothing in particular.”
There was no way in hell he was going to tell Cameron about how the man had treated her like a piece of meat and that he was slightly jealous of the leering gaze the worker had given her. The fact that the man’s comments about Cameron had got to him so much and how protective he had become over her surprised House to no ends. Of course, he had now seen she certainly didn’t need protecting, she had her back and his too apparently.
“Come on he must have said something to make you bombard the stupid man with tennis balls.”
“He insulted my hair okay and I was quite hurt, I have beautiful hair! Plus I was just thought it would be plain funny...and it was!” He joked while rubbing his hands together gleefully. Cameron chuckled slightly and shook her head.
“Tell meeee.” She whined while tugging on his jacket so to pull him closer to her face.
“Why aren’t we feeling feisty this evening?” He murmured, his hot breath flushing her skin.
“Ahem.” Said a male voice suddenly, causing both of them to jump apart. House looked up in horror to see Chase standing in front of them. He was grinning at them like a fool, holding a pink bear in one hand a toffee apple in the other.
“I’m surprised to see you two here!” He said while raising a questioning eyebrow at House.
Trying to look unshaken by the intrusion House greeted him with his usual sarcasm.
“Well, well, Chase at a fun fair by himself, the fact that that doesn’t surprise me is so sad. Nice bear by the way, did you win it so you’d have something to snuggle up to every night.” He grinned watching the deep shade of red Chase was turning.
“You can talk House; you’re the one with the fluffy dinosaur!” Chase said while pointing at the green and purple poke-e-dot toy.
House looked down at it and cringed. “Oh this, this is Cameron’s!” He proclaimed shoving it into her lap.
“Oh really, because a minute ago you were telling me I couldn’t even touch it.” She said throwing it back.
Chase stumbled nervously on his feet and spotted a small girl walking by. He sighed in relief as he thought of a perfect excuse.
“Well actually House I’m her with my niece, I won this for her.” Bending down he reluctantly gave the girl the teddy and hoped to God that House and Cameron would believe him.
“Erm thanks sir but my mum told me not to take things from strangers.” replied the little girl nervously before scurrying away from the strange, blonde haired man as fast as she could.
If it was even possible Chase had now turned an even deeper shade of red and House burst out laughing proclaiming this was the best day of his life. Cameron tried to be as polite and kind as possible pursing her lips together but couldn’t retain her giggles as House continued to laugh in her ears. He was certainly a bad influence on her.
Chase decided now would be a good time to leave; he was embarrassed enough as it was. So he walked over to Cameron and gave her his bear, plus a peck on the cheek, purposely to annoy House.
“Bye Chase, hope you and your imaginary niece have a fun night.” House added as he watched Chase’s retreating form.
“Come on I think we should call it a night.” He said, slightly exhausted. Cameron nodded and they made their way to the car. This had probably been the weirdest date she’d ever had, but being with House it wasn’t really that much of a surprise.
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Cameron and House stood by her door, neither knowing what to say or do. House knew she expected some kind of affectionate kiss good night and that she’d probably get peed off if he just gave her a friendly slap on the back and made a run for it like he wanted to.
“So, I had fun tonight.” She said, staring up at him, her hands clasped together in front of her.
“Good. Well I guess I didn’t have the worst time of my life.” The whole night had been weird, but he’d enjoyed himself and seen a new feisty side of Cameron which he hadn’t known had existed. It wasn’t a complete waste of time.
“Well goodnight.” He said finally after a long silence.
“Goodnight House.” She grabbed his arm to stop him from walking away and smirked.
House, rolled his eyes, and slowly bent down, giving her a simple peck on the cheek. He raised his head and stared down at her flushed face. Obviously a peck on the cheek wasn’t good enough for her as she placed her hands behind his neck and pulled him down placing a wet one on him. He momentarily lost his balance from the shock but soon relaxed and found himself placing his hands on her hips.
“Would you like to come in for a bit?” She asked nervously.
House was a bit reluctant about this but when he looked down at her pleading face he couldn’t really say no to it. He didn’t want to say no.
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Cameron passed a beer to House who was sitting on the couch. They had been talking about un-important things for about 10 minutes now. Their conversation consisted of stupid things like how great Febreze was and how embarrassed Chase must be (although she warned House not to make anymore fun of him tomorrow at work.). She was quite relaxed, although it was rather weird having him back in her apartment again now neither was sick.
“You like Rufus Wainwright.” House said, surprised as he stared down at the open CD case on her coffee table. He was one of his favourite artists.
“Yeah I love him. God House, what did you assume I listen to N Sync’ all day?” She smirked while putting on the CD for them both to listen too.
“Hey, don’t insult N Sync! Wilson’s their biggest fan don’t you know!” He joked.
“I didn’t know.” She laughed and sat down next to him.
“Harvester of Hearts” began to sound through the room and Cameron sighed and closed her eyes listening to the soft piano melody that surrounded them. House took a sip of his beer and watched her intently as she unwound to the music.
“This is one of my favourite songs.” She smiled, eyes still closed.
If a person should ever like a person
Then a person should like you
Being that I'm only just a person
What would you do?
If a person should ever like a person
Then a person should like me
Being that you're only just a person
It must be
“Mine too.” He admitted, glancing over at her. Cameron opened her eyes to stare back at him, their eyes locking momentarily before House glanced away. He couldn’t understand how he’d managed to get himself into this situation. How almost a year after the dreaded “Do you like me?” day he was now sitting next to her considering to forget all the work he’d put into pushing her away and just do what he felt like doing.
He watched Cameron as she moved closer towards him so their arms brushed against each other and her fingertips rested lightly over his hand.
Still I find it hard to get an answer
From the harvester of hearts
Always find it hard to get an answer
From the harvester of hearts
House sighed and placed his beer on the coffee table before sitting back down to look at her, his face suddenly serious. He could feel his heart rate speed up as he stared at her lust filled eyes roaming over him. He didn’t understand what she found attractive about him, no one could. Why she wasn’t swooning over a hunky guy her age? Maybe he would never be able to understand and maybe that was the thing that annoyed him the most. The fact that he would never understand the puzzle that was Allison Cameron that maybe he should just trust her and leave the mystery unsolved.
If a person should ever like a person
How funny that would be
If a person should ever like me
Not that I have that much to offer
God knows I have so much to gain
From the harvester of hearts
From the harvester of pain
“You deserve better.” He mumbled quietly, slightly embarrassed about what he was telling her but determined that she needed to know.
Cameron had to think for a moment to figure out what he was talking about. She looked over his hunched figure and shook her head slowly.
“Isn’t it for me to decide who I deserve?” she replied, leaning forward and placing a simple kiss on his lips.
If a person should ever like a person
Then a person should be free
Free to like whomever that they want to
“You’ll regret it.” He said raising an eyebrow at her as he gently pushed her away.
Not that I have much to offer
God knows I have so much to gain
From the harvester of hearts
From the harvester of pain
“Well let’s just see shall we.” She smiled as she gently placed her hands onto his chest and lowered him down against the couch while kissing him the way she’d wanted to since the day she’d met him.
This time House didn’t protest.
“We'll see.” He repeated, even if he didn’t understand, this time he was willing to take a chance.
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