A/N:
Sorry, it's not long, I'm really trying hard to make this story believable, like this could have happened. Anyways, hope wewe like it!
R/R!
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"Do wewe have an extra pencil?" wewe ask him.
He stares at wewe blankly. So, wewe ask him again.
"Do wewe have a-"
"No."
wewe scrunch your eyes brows in confusion, and turn your head to the professor at the front of the room. That was your first encounter with Gregory House. He didn't seem all that interesting, wewe thought.
A few months had gone by, and wewe had not spoken to him since. Until the mid term. wewe think long and hard at the answer right infront of your eyes, debating what it could be, in that brain of yours. Come on think Lisa, think. wewe say to yourself, in your head. As you're thinking, wewe can't help but see blue eyes from beside you, looking at your test, from the corner of your eye. Is he cheating off me? You're hoping that maybe he's just staring at the low cut juu wewe happened to wear today, au maybe the cleavage that it shows, that would make zaidi since if he was looking there. But, he wasn't. He was looking at your test, moving his pencil back and forth, copying your every answer. wewe have a thought, and a smug smile appears on your face. The answer that has not been figured out, wewe finally answer. Putting the farthest thing from the right answer. And, as wewe thought right, he quickly marks down the answer wewe just filled in.
TBC.
Sorry, it's not long, I'm really trying hard to make this story believable, like this could have happened. Anyways, hope wewe like it!
R/R!
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"Do wewe have an extra pencil?" wewe ask him.
He stares at wewe blankly. So, wewe ask him again.
"Do wewe have a-"
"No."
wewe scrunch your eyes brows in confusion, and turn your head to the professor at the front of the room. That was your first encounter with Gregory House. He didn't seem all that interesting, wewe thought.
A few months had gone by, and wewe had not spoken to him since. Until the mid term. wewe think long and hard at the answer right infront of your eyes, debating what it could be, in that brain of yours. Come on think Lisa, think. wewe say to yourself, in your head. As you're thinking, wewe can't help but see blue eyes from beside you, looking at your test, from the corner of your eye. Is he cheating off me? You're hoping that maybe he's just staring at the low cut juu wewe happened to wear today, au maybe the cleavage that it shows, that would make zaidi since if he was looking there. But, he wasn't. He was looking at your test, moving his pencil back and forth, copying your every answer. wewe have a thought, and a smug smile appears on your face. The answer that has not been figured out, wewe finally answer. Putting the farthest thing from the right answer. And, as wewe thought right, he quickly marks down the answer wewe just filled in.
TBC.
Sorry guys. I can't contunue uandishi this as I have gotten bored uandishi this... :( Don't get pissed at me but I can tell wewe how it ends.
I was thinking of having a nice but simple wedding between the two, but just as they've alisema i do, i was thinking of cuddy going into labour right then and there.
House and cuddy would live with their baby boy (greg jr. much to house's dissapointment) for around 2 years before cuddy was in a fatal car crash.
Sorry guys but i just couldn't write anymore...i will be posting different makala in this spot tho, so don't worry I haven't abandoned you!!!
XXXX sorry
huddy_aimee
I was thinking of having a nice but simple wedding between the two, but just as they've alisema i do, i was thinking of cuddy going into labour right then and there.
House and cuddy would live with their baby boy (greg jr. much to house's dissapointment) for around 2 years before cuddy was in a fatal car crash.
Sorry guys but i just couldn't write anymore...i will be posting different makala in this spot tho, so don't worry I haven't abandoned you!!!
XXXX sorry
huddy_aimee
I hope wewe like it and I'd upendo some maoni and criticism.
Ruins
Once I was whole.
Then I bursted
painlessly
unconsciously
indifferently
but I did.
Now I stand in front
the ruins
of myself
and remain silent
in amazement.
A shadow on a wall
Without turning around
I know
it is you.
Why are wewe here?
Did wewe follow me?
Have wewe come here
to examine
the matunda of your labour?
And then I realize
wewe suffered
the same.
Both of us were not made
to win
in this game.
The shattered pieces
are not replaceable
not even
to be found.
So both of us
remain silent
and keep on
staring at the ground.