ok guys...this is new to me...i never done a song fic beofre and i was listening to the song Good Enough oleh Evanescence...so yeah...please read, review and rate...
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As anda walked away from me, I watched. Your hips swayed, your hair bounced and your leg muscles flared with each stride. anda know it makes me melt. How could I have ever denyed anda a thing? I know anda want me; anda practically flaunt it. But I'm here for you, I now realise I can't deny anda anything.
As anda stasnd infront of me, like those countless times; your plunging necklines and outfits that hug every curve; I realise anda have been teasing me, tempting me, tourturing me for more. anda know I want lebih -- I just can't let go of this dream. I feel that anda have diberikan me (and the rest of the hospital, for that matter) enough signals of your feelings. I've denyed and objected mine, but now I feel ready. I feel ready for you.
I see anda staring at me from your office -- I smile to myself __ rake it up honey, anda might get to see lebih of me. No, anda WILL see lebih of me; I've decided I can't say no to you. Maybe my drug addiction isn't because of pain, maybe it's because I've told myself for 20 years that you're to good for me -- I've gone nuts, but I don't care. You've driven me crazy -- no one else. But I will tell anda this in time.
I've gone completely insane. anda have fuelled my addiction so now I hallucinate you. You've taken over my mind and as I sit on the tempat tidur where I thought I made cinta to anda that night, I realise I'll never let it go. It's probably the closest thing to anda I'm ever going to have -- so I feel good. It's taken me over 20 years, and one tahun in a mental asylum, to finally convince myself that I need you. It feels right.
anda remember when I emerged from Mayfield, a tahun after my hallucination of you, a tahun after I asked anda to pindah in with me, a tahun after anda fired me and a tahun after anda saved me? Wll, anda are my life, now. I thought -- no, wait -- I know I can't hold on to anda after I told anda about the hallucination. anda saved me, yet I don't feel good enough.
anda turned up on my doorstep later that night. A spark in your grey-ish eyes, anda smiled and raised your arms to embrace me. I flinced and took a step back. Am I good enough for you? I'm the ex drug addict, I'm a barstard and I undermine you. I'm not good enough to cinta you.
If anda ask me that question, I can't say no to you.
"Do anda cinta me, House?" anda asked.
I gulped. I'm in over my head, but deep down, I know we can make this work. "Yes," I replied before I brought my lips to yours. "I cinta you, Lisa."
THE END
These are the song lyrics, oleh the way:
Under your spell again,
I can't say no to you.
Crave my heart, and it's bleeding in your hand,
I can't say no to you.
SHouldn't let anda torture me so sweetly,
Now I can't let go of this dream,
I can't breath, but I feel good enough.
I feel good enoigh, for you.
Drink up sweet decadence,
I can't say no to you.
And I've completely lost myslef, but I don't mind,
I can't say no to you.
SHouldn't let anda conquer me completely,
Now I can't let go of this dream.
Can't believe that I feel good enough,
I feel good enough, for you.
And I'm still waiting for the rain,
To fall; pour real life down on me.
'Cause I can't hold on, to anything this good, now.
Am I good enough, for anda to cinta me too?
So take care of what anda ask of me,
'Cause I can't say no.
REVIEW AND RATE PLEASE!!!
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As anda walked away from me, I watched. Your hips swayed, your hair bounced and your leg muscles flared with each stride. anda know it makes me melt. How could I have ever denyed anda a thing? I know anda want me; anda practically flaunt it. But I'm here for you, I now realise I can't deny anda anything.
As anda stasnd infront of me, like those countless times; your plunging necklines and outfits that hug every curve; I realise anda have been teasing me, tempting me, tourturing me for more. anda know I want lebih -- I just can't let go of this dream. I feel that anda have diberikan me (and the rest of the hospital, for that matter) enough signals of your feelings. I've denyed and objected mine, but now I feel ready. I feel ready for you.
I see anda staring at me from your office -- I smile to myself __ rake it up honey, anda might get to see lebih of me. No, anda WILL see lebih of me; I've decided I can't say no to you. Maybe my drug addiction isn't because of pain, maybe it's because I've told myself for 20 years that you're to good for me -- I've gone nuts, but I don't care. You've driven me crazy -- no one else. But I will tell anda this in time.
I've gone completely insane. anda have fuelled my addiction so now I hallucinate you. You've taken over my mind and as I sit on the tempat tidur where I thought I made cinta to anda that night, I realise I'll never let it go. It's probably the closest thing to anda I'm ever going to have -- so I feel good. It's taken me over 20 years, and one tahun in a mental asylum, to finally convince myself that I need you. It feels right.
anda remember when I emerged from Mayfield, a tahun after my hallucination of you, a tahun after I asked anda to pindah in with me, a tahun after anda fired me and a tahun after anda saved me? Wll, anda are my life, now. I thought -- no, wait -- I know I can't hold on to anda after I told anda about the hallucination. anda saved me, yet I don't feel good enough.
anda turned up on my doorstep later that night. A spark in your grey-ish eyes, anda smiled and raised your arms to embrace me. I flinced and took a step back. Am I good enough for you? I'm the ex drug addict, I'm a barstard and I undermine you. I'm not good enough to cinta you.
If anda ask me that question, I can't say no to you.
"Do anda cinta me, House?" anda asked.
I gulped. I'm in over my head, but deep down, I know we can make this work. "Yes," I replied before I brought my lips to yours. "I cinta you, Lisa."
THE END
These are the song lyrics, oleh the way:
Under your spell again,
I can't say no to you.
Crave my heart, and it's bleeding in your hand,
I can't say no to you.
SHouldn't let anda torture me so sweetly,
Now I can't let go of this dream,
I can't breath, but I feel good enough.
I feel good enoigh, for you.
Drink up sweet decadence,
I can't say no to you.
And I've completely lost myslef, but I don't mind,
I can't say no to you.
SHouldn't let anda conquer me completely,
Now I can't let go of this dream.
Can't believe that I feel good enough,
I feel good enough, for you.
And I'm still waiting for the rain,
To fall; pour real life down on me.
'Cause I can't hold on, to anything this good, now.
Am I good enough, for anda to cinta me too?
So take care of what anda ask of me,
'Cause I can't say no.
REVIEW AND RATE PLEASE!!!
I was membaca up on opiate withdrawal and apparently anda can go through withdrawal not just to stop taking the drug, Vicodin in House’s case, but to reduce the amount you’re taking.
So in House’s case, like Wilson said; his Vicodin levels where way to high and so the only option was to let his body recover and reduce it’s need for that amount it got everyday.
Therefore, the selanjutnya morning when he was seemingly better; it was because of the extreme cold-turkeyness that House used to reduce his levels of Vicodin in order for his hallucination of Amber to go away. So I don’t think it was a hallucination, because he hasn’t quit Vicodin, he has only reduced the amount he takes within the luar angkasa of a horrible 24 jam detox. His body no longer craves the Vicodin every jam atau so like before.
Short and simple :)
So in House’s case, like Wilson said; his Vicodin levels where way to high and so the only option was to let his body recover and reduce it’s need for that amount it got everyday.
Therefore, the selanjutnya morning when he was seemingly better; it was because of the extreme cold-turkeyness that House used to reduce his levels of Vicodin in order for his hallucination of Amber to go away. So I don’t think it was a hallucination, because he hasn’t quit Vicodin, he has only reduced the amount he takes within the luar angkasa of a horrible 24 jam detox. His body no longer craves the Vicodin every jam atau so like before.
Short and simple :)