Huddy

House lay awake, sprawled across his double bed, thinking about what he had sinabi to Cuddy.
'...Of course I can't you're my boss' is all he remembered saying to her. He couldn't believe he'd hurt her unintentionally...AGAIN.
'Why do I do this?' he asked himself as he lay there, 'Maybe I should see her and sort this out...' he rolled over and read the digital clock beside him '1:30 am,' he thought, 'she's used to it, she won't mind.

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Cuddy had rolled over underneath her egyptian cotton sheets and looked at the clock. '1:40 am' she thought. Her previous...

A/N: Yeah, i know, i suck at this stuff,blahblahblah.Cuddy's POV. This is when Cuddy Nawawala Joy. Of course, the halik is much better than this, but i was feeling sad and pessimistic and masochistic.

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I felt the air against my face, unable to leave the sanctuary that was the tuktok of PPTH. The sun hid behind blocks of houses, and I couldn’t help but think that that was what I was doing. Hiding from the fact that I had Nawawala another baby, another shot at happiness, and had ended up miserably hiding from the world’s pitying eyes, and probably House’s...