"You're an ass" someone screamed. " Yeah. I got that a lot" a deep, flawless, and charming voice replied. " Who's that?" Lisa Cuddy asked her college lunch buddy. "Oh! Thats Greg House. As آپ might have heard...he's an ass." Lisa's friend replied. Lisa couldnt help but to stare at this new face. A beautiful, flawless, and very handsome face at that. She couldnt stop staring; Greg House (for some reason) attrackted Lisa. She was awoke from her day-dream when she realized that she had been staring at him the whole time and the odd thing was that he was staring at her as well. He smiled at Lisa and she smiled back. Then Greg started to walk towards Lisa's table. " Hello. I dont believe i caught you're name" he کہا in a smooth voice. " Oh! I'm Lisa Cuddy. Everybody calls me Cuddy. And آپ are Greg House?" Lisa asked " Yeah but everybody calls me House. Actually most of the people who actualy know me call me an asshole یا a word that has the word پچھواڑے, گدا in it." He said. " I get it you're an ass" Lisa replied. House smiled a smile that forced Cuddy to smile back. Cuddy was sitting down smiling up at him and House was standing up smiling down at her. At that moment somebody took a picture of House and Cuddy. The loud and startling sound of the camera didnt break their gaze for a سیکنڈ but then after about 2 سیکنڈ they stared at the photographer who کہا "Thats gonna be a great تصویر for the yearbook". House smiled and کہا "I want 2 copies. One for me and one for Cuddy here." The photographer promised House the copies and took off. "Um. So would آپ like to get some رات کے کھانے, شام کا کھانا with me tonight?" House کہا breaking the silence. "Yeah. That would be great" Cuddy replied cheerfully. " Is 8 alright?" House asked " 8 is fine" Cuddy replied. Then House کہا " Great. I'll see ya at 8" and than took off running like something was after him. Cuddy turned to see someone on a lunch میز, جدول with a water-balloon in his hand." Oh mighty G-man آپ can run but آپ cannot hind"
"Beep!Beep!Beep!" The sound of Dr. Lisa Cuddy's alarm rang. Dazed, stressed, and confused she drug herself up and out of بستر and to the bathroom. She took a شاور that was a little colder than it usally was so that she could wake up. In the شاور she thought about her dream. Why had she beeen thinking and dreaming of House? With a wrapped towel on her head and a روب, چغہ on she walked to her closet. She rumaged through her closet to find something cute but professional for her day. She chose a purple dress شرٹ, قمیض that had a little cleavage but not so much that she looked too trashy. Then she chose some skinny jeans and black heels. She then did her make-up and hair and weant off to work.
Dr. Gregory House awoke, took a bath, and did his usual routine. He looked in the mirror and rubbed his scruffy chin. " Maybe i should shave a bit" He کہا to himself. When he was done shaving he thaught to himself 'There. I still have a little scruff but I'm not as bummish looking'. As he was relaxing on his سوفی, لٹانا he noticed a corner of a box sticking out from under his cabinet. He limped over and brought the box back to his couch. There he opened the box to find a bunch of pictures from his college days. He found pictures of him and his buddies getting drunk, having water balloon fights and getting in to trouble. Then he found the picture of when House and Cuddy first met. The picture of them looking straight into eachothers eyes and the look on Cuddy's smiling face made House smile too. He remembered that دن very clearly. House also remembered carrying a very drunk and tired Cuddy back to her apartment after graduation day. They had a one-night stand and it could have been something more...it was something more...until Stacey came along and tore House away from Cuddy. He grimaced at the thought of that. "Why am I such an ass?" House asked himself. He picked up the picture, folded it in half and stuck it into his back pocket. Then limped to his جیکٹ and went off to work.