A/N: wow…my first House fic…scary…
Playing with Emotions
OneShot
Cameron absently sipped her coffee as she looked out the window of the Diagnostics Clinic. To be honest, she wasn't over House. She only said that to hide her unknown fear, and she only slept with Chase because she was high, wasted and desperate…not a very good state to be in.
At that moment, jerk-in-question came in limping with a pseudo-sincere look on his face. This might herald impending doom.
"Cameron, I'm sorry if I disturb you but…" House began seriously, looking up at her.
The woman blinked. House wasn't really sorry on most days. What could be up?
"I would just like to say…" he continued. "…that I…"
I? What sentences started with the word I that could fit with House's personality? A three-worded one hit Cameron and she was appalled at her own daring. No…House couldn't possibly feel the same…or could he?
The crippled doctor looked like he was having a hard time finding the right words.
…probably House was just sick…and delusional…
"…that I…I love…" he faltered.
Cameron's mouth opened a bit in disbelief. House was…confessing? The scene was beyond her wildest dreams.
"Yes?" she probed, aching to her more.
House scratched the back of his neck. "I love…disturbing you…" and he gave a malicious grin and left.
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A/N: thanks to tinyTERI for that message! xD Enjoy! And Ciao for now…xD