She'd told him it was a shock thing because of the baby, and that it didn't mean anything.
But she knew differently.
When his lips pressed against hers, it was bliss. She never wanted to let go of the feeling. Her brain was telling her it was stupid to mostrar her feelings for him, but her corazón told her to amor him.
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Lisa Cuddy was sitting at her desk, trying to resolve her internal conflict when someone knocked at the door. She wiped her face with a tissue, and tried to act normal.
"Come in," she said, fighting to keep her voice steady. Wilson cautiously entered the office.
"Can I talk to you?" he asked awkwardly.
She nodded, and he closed the door behind him. Sitting in one of the chairs in front of her desk, he took a deep breath.
"I have feelings for you, and I won't deny it. I just want to know - do tu feel the same way towards me?"
Cuddy just stared at him, and outside the door, the eavesdropping Gregory House tensed.
After a few seconds, Wilson tried again.
"Do tu want to go out with me?"
The door flew open, and House walked in.
"NO!" he yelled to Wilson, "Cuddy's mine, so go screw yourself!"
Wilson was shocked.
"You heard me! Go! Get out!" he yelled again, pointing his cane at the office door. Wilson stood up and left quickly, closing the door behind him.
"House..." Cuddy wispered.
He went to her quickly, walking around her escritorio to stand beside her. House pulled her to her feet with a hand, and looked into her eyes.
"Lisa..." he dicho softly, "Look at me." She looked into his eyes and was amazed at what she found. There was not the usual arrogance, but something else...something she, o possibly anyone, had never seen before.
"Lisa..." he looked down at the floor.
"I..." he met her eyes again, and tilted her head back with his fingertips on her chin.
"I..." he gave up and simply kissed her, pulling her closer to him.
Their lips finally broke apart, with House and Cuddy still holding onto each other.
"So," he said, letting her go, "Just a shock thing?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. Cuddy grinned.
"Maybe not..." she pulled him into a hard kiss, surprising him.
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Outside the office, Wilson shook his head in disbelif.
"It figures," he thought. "House finally falls and it's for Cuddy. Isn't it ironic?"
But she knew differently.
When his lips pressed against hers, it was bliss. She never wanted to let go of the feeling. Her brain was telling her it was stupid to mostrar her feelings for him, but her corazón told her to amor him.
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Lisa Cuddy was sitting at her desk, trying to resolve her internal conflict when someone knocked at the door. She wiped her face with a tissue, and tried to act normal.
"Come in," she said, fighting to keep her voice steady. Wilson cautiously entered the office.
"Can I talk to you?" he asked awkwardly.
She nodded, and he closed the door behind him. Sitting in one of the chairs in front of her desk, he took a deep breath.
"I have feelings for you, and I won't deny it. I just want to know - do tu feel the same way towards me?"
Cuddy just stared at him, and outside the door, the eavesdropping Gregory House tensed.
After a few seconds, Wilson tried again.
"Do tu want to go out with me?"
The door flew open, and House walked in.
"NO!" he yelled to Wilson, "Cuddy's mine, so go screw yourself!"
Wilson was shocked.
"You heard me! Go! Get out!" he yelled again, pointing his cane at the office door. Wilson stood up and left quickly, closing the door behind him.
"House..." Cuddy wispered.
He went to her quickly, walking around her escritorio to stand beside her. House pulled her to her feet with a hand, and looked into her eyes.
"Lisa..." he dicho softly, "Look at me." She looked into his eyes and was amazed at what she found. There was not the usual arrogance, but something else...something she, o possibly anyone, had never seen before.
"Lisa..." he looked down at the floor.
"I..." he met her eyes again, and tilted her head back with his fingertips on her chin.
"I..." he gave up and simply kissed her, pulling her closer to him.
Their lips finally broke apart, with House and Cuddy still holding onto each other.
"So," he said, letting her go, "Just a shock thing?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. Cuddy grinned.
"Maybe not..." she pulled him into a hard kiss, surprising him.
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Outside the office, Wilson shook his head in disbelif.
"It figures," he thought. "House finally falls and it's for Cuddy. Isn't it ironic?"
So...here is my work lol.
Hope tu like it...and there aren't any mistakes in it.
Tomorrow
"Tomorrow" tu tell me with a smile
Tomorrow everything will be different
Tomorrow everything will have changed
Tomorrow it will get better.
Tomorrow we will talk again
tu tell me with a smile.
Tomorrow...
Everyday tu tell me.
Tomorrow
But what if there won't be any tomorrow?
What if the world turns upside down?
What if I decide I'm sick of tomorrow
What if there won't be any tomorrow for me?
What if this is my last tomorrow?
What would tu do?
Tomorrow is endlessly for me.
Time contains of tomorrows.
Everyday is a tomorrow.
What if I don't want to carry on like this?
What would tu do?
But tu just keep on smiling at me
and tell me the magic word
Tomorrow.
And both of us know
it will never happen...
because there are just too many tomorrows.