Disclaimer: I do not own House, the characters, یا the song, however the story is mine.
Summary: House decides to اقدام on from Cuddy...or does he?
*Spoilers for those who haven't seen Season 6*
Let me know what آپ guys think. I have a total of 6 chapters written so far. Just a random story that popped into my head one day. I know it's short. I though it would be longer. Don't hate me too much. :)
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House had been sitting in his office twirling his red and gray tennis ball between his hands for the past 20 minutes.
It had been a week since the conference and since he had learned about Cuddy and Lucas. He couldn't understand why Cuddy had chosen Lucas of all people.
It hurt knowing he had admitted he had feelings for her, only for her to run away and having already moved on to someone else. Someone who was at least a temporarty friend to him.
Putting the tennis ball down, he walked out of his office and went to the balcony. He watched the hussle and bussel of the hospital. Watched the people walking in and out and watched their emotions.
The اگلے thing he saw cause an ache he couldn't quite put his finger on. An ache that was accompanied سے طرف کی many different emotions. Lucas and Cuddy were walking out of the hospital hand in hand. Both smiling and laughing, unlike how he was feeling.
Cuddy suddenly turned her head and looked straight at him. It was almost as if she could sense him watching her. The softness in her eyes caused even مزید hurt. It felt as if she almost pitied him. He couldnt take it.
At that very moment he made a decision. If Cuddy could اقدام on so could he. He decided that in order to do so things needed to change between them. Starting at work.
He went back to his office grabbed his backpack and left the hospital.
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"Well this دل of mine,
Has been hardened like a stone,
It might take some time,
To get back what is gone.
But I'm movin on,
And آپ don't haunt my dreams,
Like آپ did before."
Love Don't Live Here - Lady Antebellum
Summary: House decides to اقدام on from Cuddy...or does he?
*Spoilers for those who haven't seen Season 6*
Let me know what آپ guys think. I have a total of 6 chapters written so far. Just a random story that popped into my head one day. I know it's short. I though it would be longer. Don't hate me too much. :)
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House had been sitting in his office twirling his red and gray tennis ball between his hands for the past 20 minutes.
It had been a week since the conference and since he had learned about Cuddy and Lucas. He couldn't understand why Cuddy had chosen Lucas of all people.
It hurt knowing he had admitted he had feelings for her, only for her to run away and having already moved on to someone else. Someone who was at least a temporarty friend to him.
Putting the tennis ball down, he walked out of his office and went to the balcony. He watched the hussle and bussel of the hospital. Watched the people walking in and out and watched their emotions.
The اگلے thing he saw cause an ache he couldn't quite put his finger on. An ache that was accompanied سے طرف کی many different emotions. Lucas and Cuddy were walking out of the hospital hand in hand. Both smiling and laughing, unlike how he was feeling.
Cuddy suddenly turned her head and looked straight at him. It was almost as if she could sense him watching her. The softness in her eyes caused even مزید hurt. It felt as if she almost pitied him. He couldnt take it.
At that very moment he made a decision. If Cuddy could اقدام on so could he. He decided that in order to do so things needed to change between them. Starting at work.
He went back to his office grabbed his backpack and left the hospital.
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"Well this دل of mine,
Has been hardened like a stone,
It might take some time,
To get back what is gone.
But I'm movin on,
And آپ don't haunt my dreams,
Like آپ did before."
Love Don't Live Here - Lady Antebellum
When does Love become something we need, rather than something we want? Love was seen as something special a long time ago. Now Love is what we are expected to have with us everyday of our lives. Love is common currency when آپ are a teenager, but turns to worthless pennies the older آپ get. Do we not care about the substance of what Love was and not what it has been made into today سے طرف کی commercialisation from American فلمیں and ویژن ٹیلی commercials and soap operas? Only when we experience Love for real, can we تبصرہ and judge others who are in Love. Love means something different to everyone. Not two people’s feeling of Love is the same. Why do we generalize, rationalize and compartmentalize Love? Love is and will continue to be an enigma. Only a handful of people will ever unlock it and witness its true beauty and essence. The essence we all crave.
Love.
Love.