Author's note: (PLZ READ!) Okay so this is a series I'm writing for huddy, the catch is every chapter, which is another story, is written with a different Blink 182 song, u get me? So this should be interesting… I've never done something like this before so I hope it turns out all right. Okay, wish me luck and enjoy. Review it if u want and tell me what u think….

So sorry it's over
So sorry it's over

House sat at his computer trying to concentrate, which given the circumstances wasn't easy. His mind seemed to always want to drift back to Cuddy. Dammit, he thought to himself and minimized the page on his computer screen.

There's so much more that I wanted and
There's so much more that I needed and
Time keeps moving on and on and on
Soon we'll all be gone

He looked down at his watch and sighed. It was 15 minutes after eight. It was late, for him. He got up from his chair and grabbed his cane.

He turned off his computer, after which he threw his backpack strap over his shoulder and walked to his office door.

House locked the door and limped to the elevators. He thought about Cuddy on the ride to the lobby. He couldn't quiet understand why she had led him on only to shove it in his face. He thought she cared for him. How he wanted to tell her how he felt. For once, how he felt.

Let's take some time to talk this over
You're out of line and rarely sober
We can't depend on your excuses
Cause in the end it's fucking useless

House stepped out of the elevator and looked around at the nurses and doctors about the clinic.

The hospital never slowed down, the only way they would is if people stopped getting hurt at night, or well, you get the point.

He spotted Wilson, who was walking over to him. "Hey, you're still here?" House nodded. "Yeah I'm leavin now." Wilson watched House for a moment.

"This is killing you, you need to talk to her. I can't sit here and watch you stifle heartache because it's your friend she's dating. House….."

You can only lean on me for so long
Bring your ship about to watch a friend drown
Stood over the ledge
Begged you to come down
You can only lean on me for so long

House looked over at his friend and replied, "Technically you're not sitting." Wilson shook his head, "You're deflecting. House, from a friend to a friend, do it, tell her how you feel, or don't, just talk to her."

He leaned his weight on his cane but didn't say a word.

I remember shots, without a chaser
absent minds thoughts, now you're a stranger
Cover up the scars
Put on your game face
Left you in a bar
To try and save face

House's hand absent-mindedly rubbed his leg for a short moment and roughly. Wilson watched him skeptically. "Is your leg bothering you?"

House stopped vegging, "What?" Wilson repeated himself, "Your leg hurt?"

House watched as a few doctors walked by, and they were talking about New Moon, "Just a bit. That's normal." Wilson gave him an okay look and nodded. The younger man cleared his throat and whispered, "Here she comes."

You can only lean on me for so long
Bring your ship about to watch a friend drown
Stood over the ledge
Begged you come down
You can only lean on me for so long

The moment he saw her walking toward him he turned for the door. "I'll see you later Wilson." He limped quickly and just as he got to the door he heard his name. He turned on his heel slowly and Wilson sympathetically watched on.

"What did you think you were doing giving the patient electrical implants?"

He sighed and decided to play it cool and state the obvious. "Saving his life, which by the way I did." He couldn't help it. He didn't want to be mean but she sort of ruined his life. A few doctors stopped what they were doing and watched on.

"You had no right. You didn't even ask me." She looked pissed.

So sorry it's over
So sorry it's over

"If I didn't give the patient electrical implants to stop the seizures I wouldn't have seen the abnormalities. Ergo I'd be writing a death certificate instead of a patient release form."

Cuddy stepped closer to him, "I get that. But, you bypassed my authority. I'm your boss. Don't you forget it!"

Wilson looked worriedly at the too boxers in their corners. House looked hurt, and well Cuddy looked pissed. He couldn't figure out why she was so angry though, she never got mad at House and his 'unorthodox' medical procedures.

There's so much more that I wanted and
There's so much more that I needed and
Time keeps moving on and on and on
Soon we'll all be gone

House gathered up a come back, "What the hell? You're kidding me right? You're pissed at me because I've done something I do everyday."

By now doctors were watching from all different spots of the clinic inconspicuously.

She swallowed hard and he continued, "Get off my back. I've had enough of you."

Cuddy poked him hard in the chest after saying, "No, I've had enough of you and your ridiculous games. You just don't get it. I've put up with you for years."

Wilson understood it now. She was mad at Lucas; maybe they had a fight or something. She was taking it out on House. He was fight available and well she was already angry with him for medical reasons. She just blew up in anger, probably by accident but nonetheless he really hadn't done anything wrong. House, being House, would defend himself and argue of rather fight back.

Man on a mission
Can't say I miss him around
Insider information
Hand in your resignation
Loss of a good friend
Best of intentions I found
Tight lipped procrastination
Yeah later
See you around

House watched as Cuddy looked over at Wilson, who gave a disapproving nod. House continued, "Why do you do it? I was fine… until l I met you." Cuddy seemed unfazed but her eyes said she was confused, "Excuse me?"

Wilson sighed; whether House was aware of it or not there was a good chance he was about to admit his feelings to Cuddy. To make matters worse just about the whole of the nightshift doctors at PPTH were about to hear him say it. He wanted to stop that so he interjected, "Cuddy why don't you…"

House cut him off, "Wilson please…" Oh, great House officially is human. He didn't want Wilson to have an argument with Cuddy either. By now they were standing by the doors to PPTH.

Cuddy swallowed hard again, "Until you met me?" He didn't think it was possible, she seemed even angrier. Her voice became louder.

House didn't want to fight, it was the last thing he wanted to do, but unfortunately his ego wouldn't let him walk away. Her voice and his gained volume by the second.

"You heard me you pain in the ass. The only reason I came to work here was for you. You don't even give a dam, I was wrong about you. Selfish bitch." Even the comment made him flinch. He regretted it the moment he said it, but it was true.

She looked at him in anger. His eyes showed sad apology but she wouldn't have it. Wilson knew now, their were two pains in House' life, his leg and Cuddy, neither of which could be fixed.

She countered and spat out, "You don't know hurt House. You don't understand."

His mouth opened a bit. He stepped close to her, she could practically feel his heat, "I do, better than anyone in this room. And you know that. Of all people you know." He lowered his voice so only her could hear him, it was gruff and added, "My friend? Lucas of all people? Why Cuddy?"

The expression on his face made her want to die. The hurt and emotion alone made her want to take any wrong she had ever done to him away. His heart was broken and in more ways than one, all she did was stomp on it and tear it to smaller unfixable pieces.

Only now did it occur to her what she did to him but dating one of his only two friends, Lucas. It dam near killed him.

Before her thoughts could go any further he turned around and walked out the door. She was left the think about things by herself with an exhausted Wilson and was completely surrounded by curious nurses and doctors. Wilson watched him cross the dark street and angrily get on his motorcycle.

(To be cont.)

~Next chappie I'll post as soon as written. Cheerz!