I put myself to letto at 10:30 pm, nrmal time for me, after having a cup of tè and watching an unaccurated medical drama. But, I was woken 2 hours later with a violent wood-on-wood rapping at my door.
Piss off...I got up, completely forgetting to put on my robe. I arrived at the door and there he was... My emotions were mixed but I let him in anyways.
"What do te want House?"
"I wanted to talk to you,"
"And it couldn't have waited till te saw me at work?" Oops, bad move.
"I thought te detto that te wanted me to annoy te today so I wouldn't annoy te tomorrow?"
"Seriously, what do te want?" I detto gesturing towards the couch.
"I want to know why te were Scrivere what te were Scrivere today, well yesterday,"
"Oh, c'mon, House,"
"What?"
"You know why!"
"What do te mean?"
"Stop playing ga-" I started, but before I could finish he has pressed his lips to mine in a caring baciare of affection.
no Lisa no I started pushing him off.
"I need to know this isn't one of your silly games to get into letto with me," I put my hand on his.
He stared into my eyes and thats all the confirmation I needed. I could see that in those eyes he did care for me...
I pulled him in close for all my dreams come true...