Disclaimer- Not mine, don't own, never, ever. It all belongs to the wonderful David Shore who brings House into our living rooms every Tuesday at eight. If I owned the show, Cameron and House would've been together a long time ago. All I have are Sims that look like the characters. I was bored.

AN- My first attempt at a House fic so please give constructive criticism, but no flames please. Huge thanks to my beta KellyAnnie for her help!

Love and Memories

House was right.

Everyone lies.

Even I do.

Not that he ever believed me. He was too much of a…I want to say controlling bastard, but my heart and my mind are saying two completely different things. It's true that he is a manipulative SOB but that's not what attracted me to him.

Surprised?

He surprised me and just kept on surprising me. And pissing me off at the same time, he really knows how to push my buttons, whereas I have a somewhat hard time trying to figure him out. I had been outraged when he'd gone through my personal file.

"You pulled my medical records?" I'd demanded, seething inside.

"You coughed the other day, I was concerned." He'd defended in an almost convincing tone.

I could feel my normally bright blue eyes turned icy as they narrowed at him. "You were curious. Like an eight year old boy with a puzzle that's just a little too grown up for him to figure out." With one last glare I turned on my heel and stalked off.

I was still within earshot when I heard him say, "To-may-to, to-mah-to..."

What attracted him to me was not his brokenness, though I let him believe that. What would be the point in making him believe otherwise? I know he wouldn't. Let him believe what he wanted to. That was fine with me.

I can't help but sigh in happiness with I think about our "non date". That had been fun, relaxing. Our actual date had been awkward, peaceful, small consolation though. I'd made the mistake of asking him how he felt about me. He didn't even give a straight answer, and all it did was confuse me.

I don't need, I love. I loved with Matthew more than I could ever imagine. It broke my heart when he died. Of course I loved Joe as well….but not like I loved Matthew. Not like I love House. He thinks I need him because he's damaged. I could care less about that. I would still love him even if he wasn't damaged.

So much for him being able to read me like a book, it's probably better this way.

"I'm over you. I've jumped on the bandwagon. I hate you, okay?"

I could tell he believed me when I told him that. If he didn't he hasn't said anything. He should've been able to call my bluff. I could feel my eyes leave his for a split second; it would've been enough for him to call it. But he didn't, because he still loved Stacy.

Stacy.

It broke my heart when I saw him look at her, the way I wanted him to look at me. Unfortunately that more than likely will never be.

I couldn't believe when I had opened up to her about going out with House. Maybe it was because I had no one else to talk to. My family lived in the Midwest and I didn't exactly want to bring up that I was in love with my boss when I talked to them.

The same for Dr. Cuddy, I don't know her well enough to tell her about it. Then again she might be happy about it, hoping I'd be able to…keep him in line, tame the wild the beast perhaps. Sorry but I don't have that kind of power over him. Well, maybe if I wore that red dress again.

I can't exactly discuss my love life with Foreman and Chase. Foreman because he seems to have this big brother complex in my case, which is Ok. Chase, well, things are still awkward around us after we slept together. I wish it wasn't like that.

Then there's Wilson, I seem to open up to him more than anyone. The downside is that he's House's best friend and sometimes there's bound to be something getting back to House. I trust Wilson but ever since our date from hell it's just uncomfortable, strained between us.

XxX

"Cameron…"

I stop in the doorway, my back still turned to him. Why couldn't he just let me go to the lab in peace?

"This is where you turn and chirp "what can I do for you?" he says to me.

I sigh and reluctantly turn. "What do you want?" I bite out.

"Ooh, kitten's got claws now," he snarked, limping over to me.

A "bite me" was on the tip of my tongue, but I managed to keep myself in line. So I settled for merely looking at him, waiting to see what he wanted.

"Go out with me." It was a request, almost a normal way of asking someone out.

"Go out….Did you not hear me when I told you I'm over you and I hate you?"

"You lied."

"So what if I did?" I countered. "You don't care, you don't even like me."

"I lied."

"Wait…what?"

"Good comeback."

"Oh shut up," I turned to walk off. He grabbed my hand. One touch and it was over for me. I closed my eyes tightly. "What do you want from me House?" I whispered brokenly. Why do you do this to me? I thought. I slowly turned to face him, keeping my eyes closed.

"I want you Allison."

My eyes flew open. I stared at him, unbelievingly. "Why," my throat was clogged with tears. I swallowed tightly. "Why now? I thought you loved Stacy."

He sighed, thumping his cane impatiently. "I did, then I realized that she was wrong for me."

"And I'm right for you?"

"Yes, damnit. Christ Cameron do you think I ask just anyone out?" He demanded.

I flinched; he saw this and his face flashed with regret. He released my hand but then reached up to cup my cheek, his thumb caressing my cheekbone. "If you're expecting me to apologize for being an asshole, you ought to know better."

I couldn't help but smile while blinking back tears, but one managed to escape. He gently wiped it away. "Go out with me," he said softly.

"I…Can I think about this, please?" My mind was whirling, I couldn't give him an answer right then.

He looked like he wanted to protest but nodded. "You have until the end of the day." He leaned down and brushed a brief but heart stopping kiss on my lips. "There's something to help you think," he said as he pulled away. "Now go do your job."

I couldn't help but grin as I turned away toward the lab.

House was right.

Everyone lies.

Even House does.

AN2- Good or bad? Let me know. For those of you who'd like to see a House POV chapter and the date, let me know. No flames please!