A/N: Hey guys! Thanks for the reviews! As I promised, an entire huddy chapter for you guys today! And by the way, it's the wedding day!

Chapter 9

Doubts

It was the weeding day. House was sitting on a park bench not too far from 13's house. It was a very dark day. Big clouds and the menace of rain at any second. It wasn't really a good day to get married.

Due to the dark day, there wasn't any person besides House at the park, and he liked it. The freedom of being able to walk around, even if it had to be when no one was around. He hadn't got that on a good while. And now, he was enjoying every single minute of it.

Sighting, he glanced at his (actually thirteen's) clock on his wrist:

2:40 p.m

The wedding time, from what he saw on 13's invitation, was at 4:00 p.m, and he couldn't bring himself to have the courage to stop it. To put Lucas right where he belonged.

He didn't talk at all with Wilson after that fight, but Wilson had left him a voicemail saying that he was lucas' bestman and was sorry about everything, but wouldn't be able to help House anymore. If he really wanted to stop the wedding, he had to do it by himself now.

Sleepless nights trying to make a good plan, resulted on several good ones, (including one of kiddinaping Lucas) but none of them would give him what he wanted, more than anything at that moment.

Cuddy not getting hurt.

Not phisically, (he would kill Lucas if he touched her) but emotionally.

Destroying the wedding, no matter how he did it, would let her very shaken and hurt, because she was in love with Lucas.

And it would be even worst if he did it, because Cuddy marrying Lucas, could only mean that she had finally got over him.

All the pain, stress and sadness he had ever brought her where gone. Forever out of her mind. The crash, the reporters always behind her, the huge will she had to have on herself not to cry everytime someone told her anything about the crash.

He pictured her at the tribunal when he had been arested. Her eyes where red and puffy, but hidden with makeup.

He had not stopped to look at her during that time. Beggin for forgiviness and understandment. She, of course, hadn't returned any of his glances. Except a little before the cops dragged him away, when she went on his direction and gave him a very long goodbye hug. He had wished that he could have hugged her back, told her how sorry he was and that he still loved her.

But the cops where holding him with his arms behind is back, he was handcuffed and her look... That look she gave to him destroyed his ask for forgiviness all in once. She was so sad, so disappointed and angry that he almost cried himself.

He never wanted to see that look on her face again.

And by destroying the wedding, he would bring all she took so many time to forget in a matter of seconds. And he wasn't sure if he wanted to do that to her. To get that disapointment look again.

Why would he do that anyway? Love?

He was completely sure that he loved her, he always did. Every since they met, there was no other girl to him. He remembered all of that. The university, he went into her bedroom and got kicked out of school, not seeing her again for a long time.

All of that memories were pretty strong to him. Her smile, her sent on his skin and the great nights they spend together. But none of them, compared to this memory in special. And he wasn't sure if it was a good or a bad thing.

Closing his eyes and taking deep breaths, he started remembering that day. How he felt, and everything else...

*Flashback*

It was the prom day. Both michigan's and hopkin's highschools where making the prom ball together, and even the ones that weren't graduating that day where allowed to go. It was going to be amazing.

Young Greg House couldn't be more excited about it. Not because he was going to get to meet new girls and date as many as he wanted, like his friends all did, (he hadn't accepted any invitationsfrom anyone) he didn't want to meet or sleep with any new girl. He only wanted her. Lisa Cuddy, his date and his love.

He knew she'd be mad at him, because she didn't know what had happened when he left and never came back again, but he hadn't even got the chance to get her cellphone number.

He had been caught and kicked out, without the chance of explaining what had happened, neither for the director or her. And he felt bad about it.

So he hoped that tonight he could come clear about that and she would forgive him. There was nothing else he wanted more than to have her on his arms again, to feel the scent of her hair, to feel her lips touching his...

But this time, he hoped that it would be forever.

So, when it was time for the ball, House got dressed, went to his car and just drove to the party.

As soon as he arrived, he got into the big saloon that was reserved for them, and was just pleased to hear the song that was playing. Their song.

The place all decorated like that, did really seem like it had come out of a fairytale. It was shinning and lots of happy couples, either danced slowly or kissed to the sound of the song. It was a really pretty thing to look at, but House of course, wasn't paying any attention. The one thing he cared now, was to find Cuddy.

He stopped for a second and then reconized that the song had got to her favorite part. He gave a quick glance around, and was more than glad to see that there she was.

Beautiful as never, and wearing House's favorite dress, Lisa Cuddy was swinging slowly to the beat of the song, all alone.

He smiled and started to make his way towards her...

*End flashback*

He smiled at that memory.

Finding her, all alone, dancing for their song as if waiting for him, was one of the happiest memories of his life.

It had been magical, to see the most incredible woman he had even known again, after so much time. Especially since she was all alone.

Too bad he didn't see what was coming next.

*Flashback*

As he made his way towards her, his heart beat was getting faster and faster by the second. Would she even remember him? And if she did, would she forgive him? He didn't know. But he was sure wanting to find out.

But before he had the chance to get to her, a tall, brunnette and very atlethic guy that House identified as bobby got there first. House felt very jealous of him right then, and he hated bobby, because he had the habit to bully House and call him nerd when he studied here.

It was in fact, to shut that awful mouth up, that House had started dating Cuddy. But that was before, long before he feel in love with her. But then he got kicked out, and bobby must be dating Cuddy since then.

He watched them closely. At first, she seemed to say some really nasty things to him, and House breathed revieved. But then, she made a scared face, and before House knew it, they kissed.

A long, passionate kiss that made him sick.

That kiss broke him down completely. She was HIS angel, HIS love and heart. No one should be able to take her away from him. Not like this. This so couldn't be happening.

He turned around and ran, as fast as he could, towards the door, holding tears he knew that would flow any minute now.

"Greg!" He heard Cuddy screaming right behind him, but it only made him run run, until he felt the cold night air hit on his face, and disappeared on the night.

*End of flashback*

That kiss not only broke him because he was jealous, but because that showed that anyone could take her away from him, and he wouldn't even try to fight back.

And that was something he was so not going to let happen again. He glanced at the clock, one more time.

3:40 p.m

The church was at list 40 minutes away from him, but he was decided not to loose her again. Limping as fast as he could, he went to his motorcicle, that 13 had gor for him on his old appartament's door a couple days ago, and sat on her, putting his helmet on.

"Not now, not ever." He thoought, as his bike started and he speed it up, starting to make his way to the church.

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