In a fairly large library, a young woman was studying her brain out. Curly black hair, slate blue eyes and a face you could not miss. Everywhere was dark except one spot. A light coming from the table she was working at. She was the only one in the library.
The only sound that could be heard were the constant flipping and turning of pages. She was completely focused till she heard a sound from the other end of the library. She looked up from her books and saw a figure emerging from the shadows. As it got closer, it was easier to identify. A tall handsome young man. Devilishly good looks. Slightly matted hair, stubble across the face and a pair of beautiful, piercing blue eyes that penetrated through the dark. This man walked toward her and stood at the end of her table, keeping a distance while lurking in the darkness.
"House, go away. I'm studying for my exam tomorrow."
"You'll do fine. You've been studying forever. Get yourself out of here. Get some sleep."
"I have to review all the things I don't know."
"You've been here since five. It's almost one. And notice, you're the only one here. Well, the only person studying here at least. I'm just here to....Something."
"Well you can tell me when you find out that something. Go away. I need to study."
"You need to rest."
She just went back to her studies, ignoring everything he said.
"You're here because you think you can beat anyone and everyone you want. And you want to make that factor a reality by stressing out your eyes. You study to the extreme to be on top because you aren't satisfied with being second best--"
"And lets say that is true, what should it matter to you?"
"I do the opposite. I'm trying to make you satisfied with what you have by ruining the chances of what you don't have."
"No, you're here to irritate me because I stood you up on our date last week."
"No, well, I am here about that, but I don't irritate you for that. Irritating you defines my kind of fun."
"And you find that fun on a daily basis, but now you have a real reason to meet me. Cause I didn't meet you, and you didn't get your sex."
"Yes I still want the sex. Cause you owe me."
"I owe you nothing. I wasn't obliged to go. It was a choice. Like you had the choice to ask me. You didn't have to, but you did."
"Yes. That is true. But since you made your choice then, you can't choose now."
"You can't make me agree to this."
"Who said you have the choice whether or not to agree?"
"I am still a person. I have the right to not have sex with you,"
"Not at this point."
"otherwise that's known as rape."
"I don't have to make you. You'll just, you know. Flow with it."
"No."
She turned off the lamp on the desk, grabbed her books and bent down to grab her book bag, as soon as she came back up, he came forward and kissed her. After several seconds she dropped her books on the floor, creating a loud thud.
She took off his jacket as he lifted up her shirt while they went past the isles. They made it to the very back of the library and threw the clothes in a corner. They were surrounded by three library shelves, hiding them in the dark. Now, all you could hear was two beings, breathing, and the sounds of lips meeting and parting.
By two o'clock, they were lying on the floor. His forearm was kept on the floor, propping the rest of his body to hover over her. She just lied beneath him, both of them trying to catch their breaths.
"Now, you really don't owe me."
"We're never talking about this."
"Yeah."
"No one."
"Who in the world would I tell? I'm not gonna parade around to the campus about my sex life."
She smiled. They might have not been together, but they were still close in relations.
"See, this is how I like to study on a Friday night."
He leaned forward to kiss her again. She put her hand on his neck and said as he released,
"I'm glad this wasn't my decision."
The only sound that could be heard were the constant flipping and turning of pages. She was completely focused till she heard a sound from the other end of the library. She looked up from her books and saw a figure emerging from the shadows. As it got closer, it was easier to identify. A tall handsome young man. Devilishly good looks. Slightly matted hair, stubble across the face and a pair of beautiful, piercing blue eyes that penetrated through the dark. This man walked toward her and stood at the end of her table, keeping a distance while lurking in the darkness.
"House, go away. I'm studying for my exam tomorrow."
"You'll do fine. You've been studying forever. Get yourself out of here. Get some sleep."
"I have to review all the things I don't know."
"You've been here since five. It's almost one. And notice, you're the only one here. Well, the only person studying here at least. I'm just here to....Something."
"Well you can tell me when you find out that something. Go away. I need to study."
"You need to rest."
She just went back to her studies, ignoring everything he said.
"You're here because you think you can beat anyone and everyone you want. And you want to make that factor a reality by stressing out your eyes. You study to the extreme to be on top because you aren't satisfied with being second best--"
"And lets say that is true, what should it matter to you?"
"I do the opposite. I'm trying to make you satisfied with what you have by ruining the chances of what you don't have."
"No, you're here to irritate me because I stood you up on our date last week."
"No, well, I am here about that, but I don't irritate you for that. Irritating you defines my kind of fun."
"And you find that fun on a daily basis, but now you have a real reason to meet me. Cause I didn't meet you, and you didn't get your sex."
"Yes I still want the sex. Cause you owe me."
"I owe you nothing. I wasn't obliged to go. It was a choice. Like you had the choice to ask me. You didn't have to, but you did."
"Yes. That is true. But since you made your choice then, you can't choose now."
"You can't make me agree to this."
"Who said you have the choice whether or not to agree?"
"I am still a person. I have the right to not have sex with you,"
"Not at this point."
"otherwise that's known as rape."
"I don't have to make you. You'll just, you know. Flow with it."
"No."
She turned off the lamp on the desk, grabbed her books and bent down to grab her book bag, as soon as she came back up, he came forward and kissed her. After several seconds she dropped her books on the floor, creating a loud thud.
She took off his jacket as he lifted up her shirt while they went past the isles. They made it to the very back of the library and threw the clothes in a corner. They were surrounded by three library shelves, hiding them in the dark. Now, all you could hear was two beings, breathing, and the sounds of lips meeting and parting.
By two o'clock, they were lying on the floor. His forearm was kept on the floor, propping the rest of his body to hover over her. She just lied beneath him, both of them trying to catch their breaths.
"Now, you really don't owe me."
"We're never talking about this."
"Yeah."
"No one."
"Who in the world would I tell? I'm not gonna parade around to the campus about my sex life."
She smiled. They might have not been together, but they were still close in relations.
"See, this is how I like to study on a Friday night."
He leaned forward to kiss her again. She put her hand on his neck and said as he released,
"I'm glad this wasn't my decision."
This is my Huddy poem...I dont really like my last stanza... :) but oh well...if you are true huddy fans, you'll understand what im talking about...
HUDDY POEM
Blue on blue,
Sea on sky.
They're not together,
I wonder why.
Short on tall,
Opposites attract.
They love each other,
And that is fact.
Both so arrogant,
Yet, both so cute.
No wonder their relationship,
Is hard to fluke.
Gregory House,
and Lisa Cuddy.
So perfect together,
They make Huddy...
pretty gay... :P
HUDDY POEM
Blue on blue,
Sea on sky.
They're not together,
I wonder why.
Short on tall,
Opposites attract.
They love each other,
And that is fact.
Both so arrogant,
Yet, both so cute.
No wonder their relationship,
Is hard to fluke.
Gregory House,
and Lisa Cuddy.
So perfect together,
They make Huddy...
pretty gay... :P