It Lasts Forever (House MD)

[xx Leila xx]

lol
sry seyary but you're the only one that's commented
come on, at least nat and sara read! comment!

[waitingxforxyou]

I like it so far! House's lines sound like something he would say. Update soon!

[xx Leila xx]

^ Thanks cause I was worried about that. But seriously you should check out fanfiction.net, they've got hilarious lines coming from him on there.
OK, as promised, a short and sweet update. (Fluffy, as they call it on ff.net...really cute stuff with no plotline involved.)

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Chapter 5: Wake-Up Call

Chase’s POV

I woke up, shocked at where I was. I was at Cameron’s house, in her bed, with her delicate little frame resting in my arms. Last night’s sex had been mind-blowing. Cameron was a million times better when she was sober.
I saw that she was stirring. Her small eyelids were flickering open and closed. “I love you,” she mumbled in a barely coherent voice.
I pressed Cameron’s body to my chest. “I love you, Allison.” She snuggled against me.
I must be dead, I thought. There is no other way that this beautiful girl, who was playing hard to get 24 hours ago, is now happily lying in my arms, after a fantastic night of sex nonetheless.
“Don’t we have to get to work?” I asked sleepily. The last thing I wanted to do was let go of Cameron, but I figured we should probably get going.
“It’s Saturday,” yawned Cameron. “We have all day together.” She sat up, looking suddenly energetic. She was practically glowing. “Oh, you sleepy head,” she said with a cute laugh. She nudged me playfully. “Come on. Get up. We can shower together.” She batted her eyes at me seductively. Then we can go to the bagel shop near here for breakfast.”
I was sweating, and the idea of showering with Cameron had a lot of appeal. It was enough to get me out of bed. I was content, until I saw the clock.
“Allison, are you crazy? It’s not even seven am! Why are we getting up now?”
“Early start.” Spotting the look on my face, she burst in to laughter. “Sorry,” she apologized. I always wake up early. You can go back to sleep,” she said, kissing my neck. “I promise not to shower or eat without you.
“Okay. Thanks.” I kissed Cameron back tenderly before falling back asleep.
“I’m sorry I rejected you. I love you so much, Robert,” she whispered as I fell into sleep.

[waitingxforxyou]

I got scared for a second because for some reason I thought she was with Wilson! Hahaha, because you know his real name is Robert Sean Leonard, and I forgot Chase's first name is Robert as well. Oh my.

Link me to a good House story on Fanfiction.net and I'll read, I want to see some of those lines.

[xx Leila xx]

lmao that would be really creepy. i think it's so weird that lisa edelstein plays lisa cuddy. i'll try and find some of them because a lot of them come from nowhere lol. i'd have to sift through every story i've read so far and that would take awhile. there is one where he has a 14yearold daughter who talks like him and that's great. she also has a tshirt that says "my daddy has a cane and he knows how to use it."

[Seyary_Minamoto]

Good update!!! See? I'm not the only one commenting! You and Nicole are too!!!

[xx Leila xx]

^ it doesn't count if i comment on my own story! jeez
ok now here's a nice long update
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Chapter 6: Hot WaterCameron’s POV
I leaned against Chase’s strong chest and a stream of hot water fell against us.
“Can I wash your back?” Chase asked softly. I snuggled against him and nodded in reply. Soon, I felt Chase’s hands gliding down my back with a washcloth.
The hot water cleansed me of the dirty feeling I got from sleeping with a co-worker. It felt so good, I turned my face up slightly and let water splash against it. But as Chase strongly rubbed my back, the dirty feeling came back.
I sighed. Apparently if I wanted to be with Chase, I’d either feel like this constantly, or spend the rest of my life being doused with hot water.
Chase’s POV
As soon as I was out of bed, Cameron had been eager to shower with me. We had undressed each other and climbed into her shower. Now there was practically steaming water, a little too hot for my taste, falling onto us as I held Cameron close to my body. Since the shower was keeping her content and she was cuddling with me, I chose not to complain about the temperature of the water.
Cameron’s delicate body looked amazing with drops of water glistening on it. Unable to resist, I asked her, “Can I wash your back?” I was nervous she would reject me, but she just nodded. I once again got the feeling that I must be dead, as I stroked Cameron’s soft skin.
I hit a little lower than was appropriate, and Cameron giggled. “Hey, that’s my ticklish spot,” she scolded me.
When I finished, Cameron said, “My turn.” She gently washed my chest as she leaned on it.
“That’s no fair,” I teased. “I can reach my chest just fine. If you’re cleaning mine, I get yours.”
Cameron allowed me to take over, and as I stroked her chest, I told her how gorgeous she was.
The two of us spent at least an hour showering. By the time we got to the bagel shop together, it was nearly noon. I was willing to claim very little responsibility, since Cameron had taken forever to treat her hair with about a million products in the shower. I had to admit though, her hair looked fantastic.
Cameron’s POV
As I walked into the coffee shop, proudly holding Chase’s hand, I froze. My hand fell limply to my side.
“What’s wrong?” asked Chase, looking confused. He withdrew his hand.
All I could do was indicate the people at the table in the back corner of the shop. The two people I had least expected, and didn’t want to see at all: House and Wilson.
Almost as if they were expecting us, Wilson turned his head towards the door. House followed his gaze and made no effort to hide his laughter.
“What are you two doing together?” Wilson asked. He sounded curious, but also much calmer than House, who was letting out low whistles at this point.
“Nothing,” Chase stammered as he reddened.
House grabbed his cane and hobbled over to us. The other few occupants of the shop, as well as the man behind the counter, were staring at us now.
“What are you doing?” I shot at House. “You live nowhere near here. Why are here?”
“Ah, but Wilson lives near here,” said House lightly. “And he’s buying me lunch.”
“As usual,” Wilson muttered. He leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. He was going to watch the scene unfold, for pure entertainment.
House looked at Chase. I felt really bad for him; he was practically crawling into a little ball under House’s stare. House’s lips curled into a triumphant smirk as he said, “You spent the night at her house, didn’t you?”
Jumping in to defend Chase, I snapped, “We’re friends. We’re allowed to come here together. You didn’t spend the night as Wilson’s place...or did you?” Chase chuckled. But House, the undefeated, sailed right past my comment.
“I knew this was going to happen,” he said smugly. Once again directing his attention to Chase, he said with glee, “You may now kiss the bride!”
Then Chase did something I wouldn’t have expected in a million years. He did kiss me, right there, in front of House and Wilson and at least four other people. I felt his tongue aggressively fighting with mine, and it felt great. When we pulled apart, House and Wilson were staring at us.
Looking twice as smug as before but speechless, all House could say was, “Well, I didn’t expect that.”
I felt like I was tangled in a web of my own emotions. I was angry at Chase for the PDA, blissful from the aftereffect of the amazing kiss, and about to overflow with happiness and tears at how much Chase cared for me.
Before I broke down, I decided to grab Chase by the elbow and drag him outside. “What was that about?” I asked him in an even tone designed to hide all of my emotions.
“I love you, Allison,” Chase said gently, holding my face in his hands. The way he said it, it was like he’d planned on me asking this and had planned his response. “I’m sorry if it completely mortified you, but I didn’t see any reason to hide that fact. I’m proud that you’re mine.”
A smile flickered across my face, all of my anger forgotten. That was the sweetest answer that could have come out of Chase’s mouth. And, I had to admit, “That was a wonderful kiss.”
Chase smiled and gave me another gentle peck. I felt like my love for him was just going to start pouring out of every orifice. And, in a way, it did. A small salty dear dripped down my cheek, as I smiled like a nut. I laughed a little as Chase brushed it away.
Smiling so wide his lips didn’t appear human, Chase engulfed me in his arms and rubbed my back.