House sitting in the back with his piano. He began to play that song he composed in college on the first dag he kissed her.
When he was done with his song he zei "Cuddy, I was stupid to let u walk away."
"House it is not your fault, I shouldn't have walked away" she zei while climbing into the back off the truck with him.
"I feel bad for not chasing back all these years, so I am going to start now."
"And how are u going to do that."
"Let me show" he zei while getting out of the truck and helping Cuddy down at the same time.
He opened the door, kissed her, he pushed her in and locked the door. He began peeling off his jas threw it to the ground. He zei "Your turn."
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One Week Later
Cuddy had stopped at the Drug Store on the ride home pagina and picked up an at home pagina pregnancy test.
When she got home pagina she took the test and it read positive.
Cuddy was shocked, after years of fertility treatments and trying to get pregnant all she needed was House to get pregnant.
When he was done with his song he zei "Cuddy, I was stupid to let u walk away."
"House it is not your fault, I shouldn't have walked away" she zei while climbing into the back off the truck with him.
"I feel bad for not chasing back all these years, so I am going to start now."
"And how are u going to do that."
"Let me show" he zei while getting out of the truck and helping Cuddy down at the same time.
He opened the door, kissed her, he pushed her in and locked the door. He began peeling off his jas threw it to the ground. He zei "Your turn."
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One Week Later
Cuddy had stopped at the Drug Store on the ride home pagina and picked up an at home pagina pregnancy test.
When she got home pagina she took the test and it read positive.
Cuddy was shocked, after years of fertility treatments and trying to get pregnant all she needed was House to get pregnant.
When does Love become something we need, rather than something we want? Love was seen as something special a long time ago. Now Love is what we are expected to have with us everyday of our lives. Love is common currency when u are a teenager, but turns to worthless pennies the older u get. Do we not care about the substance of what Love was and not what it has been made into today door commercialisation from American films and televisie commercials and soap operas? Only when we experience Love for real, can we commentaar and judge others who are in Love. Love means something different to everyone. Not two people’s feeling of Love is the same. Why do we generalize, rationalize and compartmentalize Love? Love is and will continue to be an enigma. Only a handful of people will ever unlock it and witness its true beauty and essence. The essence we all crave.
Love.
Love.