A/N: Okay peeps, first fanfic. Don't judge it too harshly. Constructive criticism accepted
Disclaimer: I don't own House-never have, never will. If I did…well…
Warnings: I really dislike Cameron. Just wanted to let you guys know.
She never loved him, he realized. All he was to her was a charity case, someone no one else wanted. She told him that she loved him and that she felt that he might be the one she was waiting for all this while. She told him lies to keep him with her for as long as she wanted. When she tired of him, she would just kick him aside and move on from him to a better, more successful guy. She told him that he was irredeemable, he was too corrupted, he was influenced by House so much that he was changing from Robert Chase to Gregory House, junior.
She was a hypocrite, he thought- leaving him for the same reason she was attracted to House. The only difference was that he wasn't crippled. Maybe if he pulled out some muscle from his own leg, limped with a cane and got himself addicted to Vicodin, she would take him back, he thought. But he wasn't going to wallow over her loss. He loved someone else.
It would never do if Cuddy found out who he loved. One of them would be fired for sure. Cuddy was very strict about that. If Foreman found out, he would never let Chase live it down. The only person he thought might support him would be Thirteen. But tonight, he didn't care who knew
He loved House.
A/N: Sorry if that was really short. It was more of a drabble than anything else. Please review.