Sorry if I left آپ guys hanging in the last chapter! Here's more! ;)
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Three soap episodes had already played in the marathon when Cuddy asked,
"What was up with آپ yesterday?" House sighed. He knew he had it coming.
"If I told you, you'd think I was weird." Cuddy laughed. She situated herself on the couch.
"Don't cackle at me," he کہا smiling, but then his smile faded," well, my friend who I've known forever now died from cancer."
"Oh I'm so sorry House..." Cuddy trailed off. She leaned on House.
"And I'm sorry I was snooping around in your business." House closed his eyes, as if taking in the moment.
"Well, it's your job to snoop." They watched a few منٹ of the show, and House asked,
"Why'd آپ decide to go to رات کے کھانے, شام کا کھانا with me?"
"Well because I l-" She stopped and took her head off his shoulder.
"Pardon?" He asked. The biggest grin could be found on his face.
"-I...uh..like that restaurant."
"How many times have آپ been there?"
"A couple of times." House gave her the, 'are آپ kidding?' look.
"Once." They sat in an awkward silence, the only sound to be heard was the televison.
"You love me, don't you?" House said.
"I never کہا th-"
"You're head over heels for me..."
"I didn't imply th-"
"And I am too." She looked House in the eye. She had thought about this moment, but never thought he would actually mean it. House smirked and he leaned in. She felt his lips on hers. It was pure bliss. He pulled back.
"But, ya' know, if you'd rather go home-" She kissed him again passionately. He ran his hand through her hair. And that's when the doorbell rang. They both ignored it. House leaned back and cuddy was on سب, سب سے اوپر of him. Wilson stood outside of his appartment, shouting,
"House, I know you're in there! House???" He reached for the key on سب, سب سے اوپر of the door. He opened the door, to behold something he hoped never to see. They both sat up, House smiling from ear to ear. But then his expression changed.
"Why do آپ think آپ can just walk in?"
"Well, I j-"
"No! I don't put the key there just so-"
"House, stop the macho act. ارے Wilson." She waved a little.
"Well I should be going," she said, kissing House on the cheek.
"Give me a ride home, Wilson?"
"Oh, uhm... sure."
"Bye," House grunted. They left House alone in the apartment.
"My how the tables have turned," he کہا aloud. Any other day, House would walk in on Wilson. He sighed, but then remembered. Cuddy loved him, and he loved her.
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No words had been exchanged while riding ہوم in Wilson's car. Wilson looked mildly disgusted, confused, and suprised all at once, while Cuddy just grinned. They arrived at her house.
"I...uh..don't wanna know," Wilson کہا as Cuddy got out of the car. She giggled.
"Thanks for the ride ہوم Wilson."
"Sure." She shut the door and went into the house. He pressed on the gas pedal and thought about the series of events that had just occured before him. He shook his head. He couldn't help but think, " Way to go, House."
tbc
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Three soap episodes had already played in the marathon when Cuddy asked,
"What was up with آپ yesterday?" House sighed. He knew he had it coming.
"If I told you, you'd think I was weird." Cuddy laughed. She situated herself on the couch.
"Don't cackle at me," he کہا smiling, but then his smile faded," well, my friend who I've known forever now died from cancer."
"Oh I'm so sorry House..." Cuddy trailed off. She leaned on House.
"And I'm sorry I was snooping around in your business." House closed his eyes, as if taking in the moment.
"Well, it's your job to snoop." They watched a few منٹ of the show, and House asked,
"Why'd آپ decide to go to رات کے کھانے, شام کا کھانا with me?"
"Well because I l-" She stopped and took her head off his shoulder.
"Pardon?" He asked. The biggest grin could be found on his face.
"-I...uh..like that restaurant."
"How many times have آپ been there?"
"A couple of times." House gave her the, 'are آپ kidding?' look.
"Once." They sat in an awkward silence, the only sound to be heard was the televison.
"You love me, don't you?" House said.
"I never کہا th-"
"You're head over heels for me..."
"I didn't imply th-"
"And I am too." She looked House in the eye. She had thought about this moment, but never thought he would actually mean it. House smirked and he leaned in. She felt his lips on hers. It was pure bliss. He pulled back.
"But, ya' know, if you'd rather go home-" She kissed him again passionately. He ran his hand through her hair. And that's when the doorbell rang. They both ignored it. House leaned back and cuddy was on سب, سب سے اوپر of him. Wilson stood outside of his appartment, shouting,
"House, I know you're in there! House???" He reached for the key on سب, سب سے اوپر of the door. He opened the door, to behold something he hoped never to see. They both sat up, House smiling from ear to ear. But then his expression changed.
"Why do آپ think آپ can just walk in?"
"Well, I j-"
"No! I don't put the key there just so-"
"House, stop the macho act. ارے Wilson." She waved a little.
"Well I should be going," she said, kissing House on the cheek.
"Give me a ride home, Wilson?"
"Oh, uhm... sure."
"Bye," House grunted. They left House alone in the apartment.
"My how the tables have turned," he کہا aloud. Any other day, House would walk in on Wilson. He sighed, but then remembered. Cuddy loved him, and he loved her.
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No words had been exchanged while riding ہوم in Wilson's car. Wilson looked mildly disgusted, confused, and suprised all at once, while Cuddy just grinned. They arrived at her house.
"I...uh..don't wanna know," Wilson کہا as Cuddy got out of the car. She giggled.
"Thanks for the ride ہوم Wilson."
"Sure." She shut the door and went into the house. He pressed on the gas pedal and thought about the series of events that had just occured before him. He shook his head. He couldn't help but think, " Way to go, House."
tbc