Huddy Dance người hâm mộ Art

Ok well my fic is winding down and I know that I have been horrible at updating but I didnt want to leave bạn guys with no fic to read of mine. So here is one of my ideas and I wanted to see what bạn think about it and if i should do it hoặc not. This idea has been nawing at me for a while now. SO tell me if i should continue.... :)
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Ugh! I groaned as I hit my alarm clock. It was anouther boring ngày of boring school. Why did I have to get up? Geez I am just so tired. Why is this? Oh yeah volleyball.

I got up and got ready to go to school unwillingly. Great I have to see...

Smooth wet lips is all he feels on him, moving from his chin to his jaw, where a days worth of
facial hair is lightly showing. He could hear the faint sounds of moaning escaping her busy mouth, as well as his heavy breathing from the sensations she was making him have. A tongue slowly glides over his Adam's Apple, seductively licking, then taking her teeth and nibbling on his now red and wet skin. That's all it took. The tips of his fingers patiently and carefully traces down her covered torso. ngỗng bumps on her arms appear rapidly at the touch of his shaking index finger going over her hidden...

She was beginning to miss his annoying harassments. He hadn’t spoken to her in quite a while, okay, a tháng and two days to be exact, but it’s not like she was counting.. She saw him in class, but he never spoke, surprisingly. All she could was blame herself, for she created this so called ‘game’. But, little did she know, he missed her, deeply. Though, he’d never hiển thị it, because he refuses to lose their game.

It was around 11 at night, when she decided to take his advice, and go have some fun. She was headed to one of the many parties happening that night, unfortunately for her,...

Later that night 10:49 p.m.

The hospital was fairly empty. Empty and quiet. The only people around were some nurses, and a few doctors standing bởi in their offices, catching up on paperwork and anything else they needed to take care of. House slid open the door to Cuddy's room, and carefully walked inside. He had taken a ghế, chỗ ngồi in the corner of the room and began to tìm kiếm his pockets for something. Cuddy, was on the bed, asleep, but not for long. She woke up soon enough, and spoke in a hushed tone.

"What--are bạn doing?"
"Something."

He pulled out a needle and rolled up his pant leg. Then he took...

She jumped when House threw open the door; House briefly looked at her and then close and locked the door. Cuddy gave him a worried look, House was surprised how much emotions she had in her eyes. Doubt, expectation, passion, pain. He stepped closer to her, putting his cane away. Cuddy raised her hand and stepped back, hiding her desk.
“No,” she gasped unconvincingly.
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“Don’t worry I don’t bite,” House announced, still limping to her.
“No, but bạn hurt,” Cuddy đã đưa ý kiến weakly. “I’m too tired, House. I don’t want to play anymore.” bởi now, House get to her,...

It was late afternoon, and outside it was still raining; however the sight of a cầu vồng through the window made Lisa smile.

Lisa: I’ve gotta go guys. Otherwise I’ll be late for my last class.

Vanessa: Why are bạn taking Endocrinology again? It’s not as if bạn need to.

Lisa: I just…want to see if I could do better.

Lisa stood up from the sheltered benches, and picked up her small tote before walking to class. Smiling, she looked up into the rain clouds before she stopped under the shelter of the entrance to the building. Pinning her hair back, she then opened the door to the lecture room;...

I am soooo excited about the episode it's unreal, and (aside from plenty of Huddy smut ideas) this would leave me alone, so thought I'd put it on here. Not exactly Huddy, but kind of...I think.

"No, I want to hear about the sad hero again." a 3 năm old Rachel Cuddy whined to her mum as they lay on her bed. 'She loves that story.' she thought, remembering back to when she made up taht story after a particularly tricky ngày at the hospital. She took a deep breath and exhaled, removing those thoughts from her head with the air from her lungs she began her tale:

"Once upon a time, in Princetonia...

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Wilson: Do bạn have someone in there with you?

(Cuddy froze, trying not to make a sound. She was stuck hiding bởi the door, House obviously enjoyed this but Cuddy looked anxious and annoyed.)

House: No-one. When did bạn get all jealous?

(Wilson gave House a look before taking his foot out of the way of the door and House closed it.)

Cuddy: That was, annoying.

(House and Cuddy looked at each other intently before they kissed passionately, Cuddy’s back hit the mirror behind her and broke it but they didn’t care.)

House: That’s seven years bad luck.

(Cuddy and House stood there, their eyes connected...

Days had passed since House last talked to Lisa. Then days turned into weeks. Weeks then turned into months. Months turned into years. They finally had spoken to eachother 3 years later. He was walking with a new girl, she had short black hair, she was pretty as a picture. The girl wasnt from John Hopkins, she was at a law school near to John Hopkins. Once a week she would come visit House. While they were walking side bởi side, Lisa was holding hands with William Perterson when she happened to walk bởi House.
Lisa smiled at House, and House returned the same smile. All of them stopped.
Lisa-"Hi...

Inspired bởi the lovely song:
"If I could see you" bởi Yiruma.
I thank ´CathCuddy for giving the link to me <3.

I hope they're any good.
My creative mood got me again.
Please R & R
(Constructive!) Critism is always welcome.

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Past and present

If I could see bạn again
through the same eyes as back then
when we weren't aware of what would come
of what we had to go through
of what we had to suffer
It would make things a lot easier.

But it's impossible
Present is the only thing which remains for me
And that certain melancholy and longing
called nostalgia
But...

Some say the way bạn Kiss the one bạn love, shows just how much you’re in tình yêu with them. And, that ‘some’ of people, were exactly right. Because, when she kissed him, it wasn’t just a lustful kiss, it was a Kiss of feelings, hiển thị how much she wanted this… wanted him. This one Kiss was better than the numerous kisses and make outs she had performed in the past. It was like the first time a child tasted sugary candy, it was delicious, and yet bad for you. He was bad for her, and she knew it. But yet, like the candy, he was so delicious and tasty, that she couldn’t help herself....

hope yall enjoy this....
*dedicated to huddysmacked, if she ever reads this*
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"Who rings the freaking doorbell at 3 in the morning"she thought to herself.

But she already knew the answer.

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"Who rings the freaking doorbell at 3 in the morning"he asked himself. He felt bad for disturbing her so late. But he needed her. And she needed him.

Or maybe he was just kidding himself.

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"It could be the police, it could be wilson, it could be ANYONE from the hospital, it could be a pathetic attepmt at a ding dong ditch. hoặc it could be....him"

Or she could be just kidding herself.
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It was chilly...

Could Cuddy have a double life? Hell yea (:C

House was bored as hell at home. Wilson’s is on some conference in Europe, there’s nothing on tv, and most importantly, his fridge was empty. He decided to go somewhere wild: the striptease club. Yes that’s what he needed right now: real fun. He collected his things, keys to his motorbike and slowly made his way to the club. After half and giờ of driving he was standing in front of the best strip các câu lạc bộ in New Jersey. The loud âm nhạc and red color tempting him, inviting him. He looked if noone was looking and walked into the club. He could already...

The gray clouds hovered over Princeton like a blanket. Behind them was the onyx sky, gleaming with speckled bright lights so far away. But tonight, tonight very few were shining. Over bởi the houses a car had pulled up in a driveway. An average height male with clean short hair, got out of his car and walked fairly quickly to the door. In the light hanging over the arch of the door, bạn could distinguish who he was. Wilson was knocking on House's door waiting for him to answer. He wanted to check up on him, find out what happened, how he was, and how he was feeling about this. After a minute...