A/N ok im in a good head l’espace at the moment so here's part 19...listening to 'dear my friend' par miyavi and 'dead school screaming' par alice nine does some good things to your head...read review and rate...if toi did look at my fanart i hope toi liked it...its not the best work i've done...oh...umm the reason why their names keep changing from greg and lisa to cuddy and house is coz of the way the characters are feeling..so when they're at work its automatically last names and when its really fluffy it becomes first names....






The phone rang suivant to Greg's head on the bedside table. He mumbled incoherently to himself, flipped and looked at the caller id on the phone.
Party Pants Calling
He rolled his eyes, quickly glanced at the clock which read 0218.
"What? It's twenty past two," he answered with a husky 'i've-just-woken-up' voice.
"I'm annoying you, toi gave me your insomnia," Lisa giggled on the other end.
"You're drunk," he guessed. He heard her giggle some more, "My point confirmed,"
"I'm not drunk, I'm just a little -"she tried thinking of the word but just burst into laughter. "Do toi wanna come over and fuck me Greg?"
He smiled to himself, Lisa always had become horny after drinking, remembering the memories of their college years.
"No, go to lit Lisa, our relationship - remember - isn't allowed. Remember what we agreed on?"
"Noooope!"
Greg rolled his eyes, "Fine I'll come over but I'm not going to have sex with a drunk, horny Lisa Cuddy," he said, "Although that could e quite interesting," he mused.
"Byyyyeeee Byyyyeeee see toi sooooon,"
Greg flipped the phone shut. He had a feeling as to why Lisa was drunk. She was drowning her anger and sorrows of the days work. Her argument with Wilson had caused both Greg and Lisa to become distraught and plus miserable than usual.

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Greg arrived at Lisa's place in the l’espace of 10 minutes and when he got there he made his way up the dark path. Before he even go to knock on the door, the door was flung open and there she was.
She looked drunk and par the looks of the red rimmed eyes, she had been quite upset about something.
"Helloooooo," she greeted, pulling Greg into an unexpected kiss.
"Now," he a dit breaking the kiss, "Get into lit and go to sleep, the hospital has room for only one insomniac and that would be me,"
"Come to lit with me then?" she asked.
"I'm n ot having sex with toi and if I slept in the same lit as toi it would make it exceedingly had not to stop myself from falling into temptation,"
"I don't wanna have sex with you!" her mood was suddenly changing, "It's my time of the mois and it would get very messy."
"Thanks for the information," he a dit with a hint of sarcasm.
"You're welcome," she replied in a cheesy tone.
Greg put his hand out for Lisa to take and he led her to the bedroom. He ordered her to lie down and to go to sleep.
She patted the empty side with her hand, wanting him to get in. He shook his head.
"I'm going home, I actually have work tomorrow,"
"But toi don't do it, we could take a jour off tomorrow and spend it together,"
"What happened to our non-relationship rue?" he asked.
"I don't give a fuck if the board finds out anymore, I l’amour toi and I want you,"
"This is drunk, horny Lisa talking, not sane, sober and administrative Lisa,"
"I'll write it down and then I'll remember and then I'll be my sane and sober self,"
Greg rolled his eyes. "I'm only staying till morning, got it?" he said, slipping in between the sheets.
Immediately he felt Lisa emballage, wrap herself around him.
"Goodnight, Greg," she whispered, s’embrasser his shoulder.
"Goodnight, Lisa".....





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