Alone

[gracehilson]

House sat motionless on his couch as he stared at a recintly slammed door. He closed his eyes and thought, 'How did this happen?' He rembered back to this afternoon. Everything was fine. He had talked with Wilson, ate lunch. It was fine. A few hours later, hes ignored and a door is slammed in his face. Wilson had been exsited about an Oncology paper he had finaly finished. He had been working on it forever it seemed. He had handed it to House and grinned as he waited for his friend to read it. "Utter crap." House finally said, watching as Wilsons smile fadded away. "What?" he said, watching House throw the paper on the coffee table. "Crap." he said plainly. "I hated it." to House's suprise, Wilson got angry. "House!" he yelled. "Are you completely incapabile of being nice? I worked hard on that!" "You know what?" he continued, "I can't stand your games any more!" He started to walk out the door and House said, "You said you would'nt leave me." SLAM! was
the response he got. Now, he sat on the couch. Alone.

All done! :) Same drill. Rate from0-10. (Oh Wilson, SUBTEXT!) (Yes, this was dedicated to yooou!)