Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from "House, M.D." unfortunitly.
Too Late
Love can be a fickle thing. You may be in love with a total maniac but you won't care. This total maniac could not have a chance in the world with anyone else, but he still doesn't love you back. Maybe he is incapible of love? Wait...nobody is incapible of love, they just try and hide what is really there. Yeah, that's it. If you move on and meet someone new, is it still too late to end up with that other person? It is still too late?
Dr. Allison Cameron sat in aww while reading her latest issue of Cosmo. This was her life story. 'wow, this issue was ment for me. Because, I have been in love with Dr. Gregory House forever. But, I think for my sanity I need to move on. He doesn't love me, or at least he doesn't show it if he does. I want someone that wants me, that tells me, and that shows that he loves me. I don't want a man that seems to be scared. I need to find me a guy,' thought an aww struck Dr. Allison Cameron.
"Cameron, you're still here," I knod in responce to Dr. Forman," Get out of here Allison, it's Friday. Go have some fun." Forman is right. I need to have some fun. I think some Dance Therepy is in order.
I walk toward the elevator, passing House's office on the way. I peer inside, and I already know that House has left, but I feel like I need to get my final closure. As I walk in I feel a huge wave of emotion rush over me,"House...I need to love a man that love's me back." Then I leave the prison that will keep a piece of my heart even if it doesn't know or care that it is.
I walk to my car in the PPTH parking lot and get in. Now I make my way home to try and change my life.
Once at home, I take a shower and get ready to party. If anyone at work knew my wild side they would never look at me the same again, expecially House. Still in my towel, I here an odd knocking at my door. The sound that a cane would make if you use it to knock..."House, why are here?" I ask craning my head around the door, while hiding behind it.
"Won't you let a cripple in to sit, I have been here for ten minutes." I hesitate, because I am still only in my towel. But I decide to let him in, he has been here for ten minutes.
Wait...why was he here for ten minutes,"Ten minutes? What happened...Is it a patient?"
I see House look me over in shock that I let him in, while I am in a towel."No, I was at the Hospital."
"I know, you work there. But why are you here?" I ask confused.
"I know that I make everyone hot, and you all want to do me. But, can you please put more than a towel on. I'm afraid you may jump me. And I would be happy to comply, but I heard you in my office...telling my office that you need a man to love you and I just wanted to ask if it was true?"
"You were there?" I feel my self go pink," House. Get. Out. I am sick of my urning for you every minute of the day. I'm tired of my nights full of dreams of you. I need to get you out of my head." I cover my mouth surprised that I just yelled that to House.
As I push House out of my apartment he ask's," Will you tell me these dreams?"
I slam my door. Why did he come here. To laugh in my face. I need to get out. Wait, maybe I should get dressed first.
I open my closet and grab my tight black jeans, and a tight blood red mid-drift shirt. I fix my make-up and let my hair go messy. Guys seem to like it. Then, I head out to my car. I'm going to Club Fizz, the newest and the hottest club in Princeton.
Unknown to Cameron, Dr. Greg House walked to his car once she pushed him out and a single tear fell down his face. He was there to make sure she didn't mean it, but of course House had to open his mouth and he upset her. But because of his image, he won't tell her. He think's it is too late.
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