7X15 HUDDY SCENES - BOMBSHELLS - PART 2

Okay guys this is the first FanFic I have ever done. SO be gentle. It has been on my laptop since a week after "Help Me!" I have considered not posting it, simply because there are so many youngins on FP. But I trust they will be mature enough NOT to read what is NOT appropriate for them.

It is a long one so I have decided to post in 3 chapters, over the seguinte 3 days.

For the under 18's I trust you will exercise the necessary restraint and not read what is not appropriate for you.

The House you will find here is the man we have all discovered is a ROMANTIC, the man that adores Cuddy.
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In the morning, Lisa gets dressed and goes to William’s room. He puts on his T-shirt and they go down to the cafeteria to have breakfast. After that, Will and Lisa go to the bus to go sightseeing with the rest of their colleages. Greg runs before the bus leaves. William sees him and thinks: “Damn it... he’s a pain in the ass.” Before Greg can see them, Will kisses her girlfriend, so she can’t see him either. They get off the bus and get to the Louvre Museum. When they’re about to come in, Greg sees them and approaches. ‘Wow, what a conincidence!!’
‘Yes... how are you man?’...

A/N: So yeah new fic =DDD I was listening to “No Way” por Lady Gaga and this fic started developing in my head =)) So I hope you like it. R&R

Mmh also this chapter was meant to be longer but then it felt as a one-shot and well it was a weird mix… As usual the lyrics are in italics and I have to admit that I combined them… So don’t blame me if you listen to the song and say “Hey that’s not right, that line is after this one” or anything like that ;) I use lyrics as I need them. amor to all <33 <33

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"You left things hanging with her. You didn't even talk to her before you left."

Wilson was calling. It was their first phone call in a month. His voice was fairly unsteady and shaky, as House spoke calmly, however, with a sense of regret and pain in his voice.

"I left things hanging--for a reason."
"She needs to know why. Why, and what."
"Just--I haven't spoken or seen her in days. The last thing I can do for her right now is have her visit me."
"Just talk to her. She doesn't even need to come. Just call her."
"And what."
"You don't even need to tell her anything. Just let her know, you're okay....

hey!!! i wanna thank you for all of your lovely comments, that really gave me courage while composição literária this segundo chapter.
my story isn't beta-ed so i'm sorry if it's loaded with grammatical mistakes. SORRY ! :D
ENJOY !



House peeked into the Obs/Gyn lounge, then entered, quickly closing the door, and headed towards the sofá in front of the big plasma TV screen .
"Soap time ???"
"Jesus, Lilia, were you planning to give me a coração attack ?"
She was sitting behind a escrivaninha, mesa facing her laptop; she was wearing scrubs.
"What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in the OR ? either that, or you have...

Now... i didn’t actually like Monday nights episode that much. It was better than i expected. But still. It wasn’t really on subjects i cared much about, and the medicine was mais interesting than anything else, which is probably a good thing for most of you just doesn’t do it for me. I like Foreteen. Not enough for it to hold an episode of the ground for me. And i like Cuddy. Not enough to just sit por and intently watch her jeans like Ducky while nothing much interesting happens. But I’m composição literária the article. Mostly because i have weird artigo cravings. Partly because it’s House...