The Girl Next Door
Disclaimer: I own nothing. All characters are property of FOX and the song is called The Girl Next Door by Saving Jane.
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Summary: As she watches House and Cuddy talk, Cameron realizes that she's nothing compared to Dr. Lisa Cuddy and that her boyfriend may have someone else in his heart and eyes.
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Small town homecoming queen
She's the star in this scene
There's no way to deny she's lovely
Perfect skin perfect hair
Perfumed hearts everywhere
Tell myself she's ugly inside
Cameron watched House and Cuddy talk through the glass doors of the break room. House said something that brought a laugh from Cuddy. Cameron felt a wave of jealousy as she watched her boyfriend talk the only woman that Cameron had ever considered to be competition.
Dr. Cuddy was beautiful. Long hair dark hair with dark eyes that held a mysterious gleam that drove the men in the hospital crazy. Cameron touched her own brown locks, unsure of how Cuddy was able to try any hairstyle and still look as if she had put in no effort into making herself look perfect.
She was so feminine yet a formidable force to be reckoned with. She pulled of the combination without thought or strategy. Success was written in the stars for her and she was living the dream of any doctor.
Maybe I'm just jealous
I can't help but hate her
Secretly I wonder if my boyfriend wants to date her
They were now heading to Cuddy's office. She caught House's hand on the small of Cuddy's back and she felt a wave of anger. An innocent gesture that could've been dissected into so much more. There was no reason for Cameron to hate her, she was not the other woman. She was nothing of importance yet the only thing that mattered.
High school was over, but Cameron felt like she was back in those crowded hallways that she never learned to love. She bit her lip thinking about it. She had been somewhat of an outcast during those four years of Hell. She was in band, playing the flute, and spent afternoons studying for tests that were a week away.
Cuddy seemed to be the opposite.
She is the prom queen I'm in the marching band
She is a cheerleader and I'm sitting in the stands
She gets the top bunk and I'm sleeping on the floor
She's Miss America and I'm just the girl next door
They were coming into the break room now. Cameron fought an urge to wrench Cuddy from House's side, where she looked like she belonged so perfectly. He looked in her direction for a moment, a gaze that passed everyone else, but not to Cameron's eye.
Cuddy and House slipped into an argument and Cameron wondered at what time period in their relationship had they learned to be so comfortable with each other, arguing, bantering, insulting, yet never crossing the line to a point where they would actually hurt one another. She wanted that closeness desperately, but even though House was technically hers, Cuddy was the one that he sought whenever he fell.
Senior class president
She must be heaven sent
She was never the last one standing
A backseat debutaunt
Everything that you want
Never too harsh or too demanding
It drove Cameron crazy, her perfection. She was capable of making enemies into friends, while Cameron just came across as weak or too nice to everyone. Cuddy held a way about her that permitted her to be tough and in your face without ever making someone her enemy. Cameron tried to be kind and caring, but House always criticized her for overdoing it. She had never once heard him say such a thing to Cuddy. Perhaps he would poke at her guilt, but never at the way she dealt with patients. Never called her too kind, never called her too harsh. Never.
Maybe I'll admit it
I'm a little bitter
Everybody loves her, but I just wanna hit her.
Cuddy started for the doorway that House was blocking. Another gesture that passed between her and House that sent a jolt of anger through Cameron. House raised his arm and Cuddy slipped beneath as if their bodies were already in sync with each other.
When the same situation occurred with her and House, they had started a dance of awkward steps. Never had something so simple been so smooth between them.
House looked at her back for a moment before turning his attention back to his team. It was only a second's look, but enough to confirm Cameron's worst fears. House was falling for Cuddy and when he did, there was nothing Cameron could do to stop it because in certain ways, she could not even begin to compare with the older doctor.
She is the prom queen I'm in the marching band
She is a cheerleader and I'm sitting in the stands
She gets the top bunk and I'm sleeping on the floor
She's Miss America and I'm just the girl next door
Cameron almost wished she could be Cuddy. To have that perfect figure, any man she wanted, and the job that any doctor would long for, was something that Cameron didn't understand why Cuddy landed with them and not her.
I don't know why I'm feeling sorry for myself
I spend all my time wishing that I was someone else
She is the prom queen and I'm in the marching band
She is the cheerleader and I'm sitting in the stands
I get a little bit she gets a little more
She's Miss America, she's Miss America
And I'm just the girl next door.
Yeah she is the prom queen
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Author's Note:
I heard this song and I just had to make a fanfic out of it. I don't know why, but now I'm obsessed with this song. It's called Girl Next Door by Saving Jane. There will be more soon that depicts all aspects of a potential Huddy relationship and then also have a few random ones that an established relationship. Each chapter is completely random unless other wise stated, so don't try to make sense of them together, they probably won't make sense. I'm just writing what suits my mood at the moment, and thought it might be a good idea to just put all the random fics into one giant story. Lol anyway…ENJOY!