Ok...you guys kept asking for me to update soon so here it is... :) it might be crap cause i haven't done a draft atau anything so yer...anyways...i know anda guys no why House is being nice!!! XD well here anda go...read and review....
Five menit later, like House had promised, the food was out on the meja and now he was outside on deck playing with the rubber ducky [small inflateable boat] making sure it would work for later.
Cuddy, on the other hand, had just got out of the mandi, shower and was getting dressed in the bedroom; completely forgetting about the sky light. So, House, who heard the mandi, shower shut off, leant over and peered through the skylight. He knocked on the plastic cover and waved. Immediately, the towel came up to cover herself, and she glared at him before pulling the finger.
House pretended to look shocked, shook his head and went back below to have his breakfast which was now going cold because Cuddy was taking so long!!!
After breakfast, House told Cuddy his plan for the day, "We're going to that little pantai over there," he berkata pointing, "And I'm not taking no for an answer."
"Is this some sick plan to get me into bed?"
"Look, anda said-"
"I know what I said, House,"
"So, good idea?"
She looked at him with a small smile, "Yeah,"
"You're the best mummy ever!"
"Thanks for doing this, I really appreciate it,"
He looked at her, the sincerty in her eyes. Breaking their no contact rule, he lifted her chin to look at him in the eye.
She saw straight through him, vunerable, excited, loving.
"House-"
"Greg," he corrected her.
"Greg, we can't,"
"We're away for two weeks, just us, let your hair down for once," his hand moved from her chin to her cheek. She leant into his touch.
He came down to her level and pressed a small, but passion-filled ciuman on her lips. "Go get ready,"
TBC
Read and Review...
xx
(see this one isn't as good...??)
Five menit later, like House had promised, the food was out on the meja and now he was outside on deck playing with the rubber ducky [small inflateable boat] making sure it would work for later.
Cuddy, on the other hand, had just got out of the mandi, shower and was getting dressed in the bedroom; completely forgetting about the sky light. So, House, who heard the mandi, shower shut off, leant over and peered through the skylight. He knocked on the plastic cover and waved. Immediately, the towel came up to cover herself, and she glared at him before pulling the finger.
House pretended to look shocked, shook his head and went back below to have his breakfast which was now going cold because Cuddy was taking so long!!!
After breakfast, House told Cuddy his plan for the day, "We're going to that little pantai over there," he berkata pointing, "And I'm not taking no for an answer."
"Is this some sick plan to get me into bed?"
"Look, anda said-"
"I know what I said, House,"
"So, good idea?"
She looked at him with a small smile, "Yeah,"
"You're the best mummy ever!"
"Thanks for doing this, I really appreciate it,"
He looked at her, the sincerty in her eyes. Breaking their no contact rule, he lifted her chin to look at him in the eye.
She saw straight through him, vunerable, excited, loving.
"House-"
"Greg," he corrected her.
"Greg, we can't,"
"We're away for two weeks, just us, let your hair down for once," his hand moved from her chin to her cheek. She leant into his touch.
He came down to her level and pressed a small, but passion-filled ciuman on her lips. "Go get ready,"
TBC
Read and Review...
xx
(see this one isn't as good...??)
So...here is my work lol.
Hope anda like it...and there aren't any mistakes in it.
Tomorrow
"Tomorrow" anda 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
anda tell me with a smile.
Tomorrow...
Everyday anda 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 anda 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 anda do?
But anda 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.