A little Cadley something, inspired da mah Mentos. (It's cryptic, huh?)
Sorry for any mistakes, have fun reading!
I think fuzzy would be the accurate term to describe the way I was feeling. Now te have no clue what I’m talking about, but I’ll be a nice Remy for once, and explain.
See, having deeper feelings for someone is pretty scary, right? It’s especially scary if that someone might not feel the same for you. We’ve all been through that, some più often than others, but it’s really this universal something. Of course there are people, who even in their early teens, fall in Amore with people who have the exact same feelings. I consider those people to be extremely lucky. Now, te can get from my tone that I am not one of those lucky people. But since last week, my luck has increased.
Last week I told my ‘crush’, that I felt something for her. This ‘something’ being that I liked her più as some random friend I would go to bars with. So far it’s a pretty normal thing that happens in so many people’s lives. What made me one of those lucky people is that she detto she felt something too. Now imagine the feeling of utter joy that blasted throughout my whole body, while trying to keep at least a bit of my calm exterior. Yeah, that’s hard. I am now going to skip the part where I make a total fool of myself because of that…
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I recall myself saying that we all want the same things: Love, forgiveness...chocolate.
I also recall myself saying that to one of my co-workers whose wife left him because he killed an evil dictator.
And I also recall finding myself liking his ex-wife.
And now the best thing is that, that woman admitted she likes me back.
Yeah, we all want the same things.
I found love, on the corner of the hallway to the E.R.
Forgiveness…I hope I’m going to Heaven. Because even though bad girls get everywhere, I think I’ll like it better in Heaven, where she’ll be as well. I will have to wait, of course. But since a anno on earth is like a giorno in Heaven, I think I’ll manage.
About the chocolate…
I am currently licking Cioccolato from her fingers.
Sorry for any mistakes, have fun reading!
I think fuzzy would be the accurate term to describe the way I was feeling. Now te have no clue what I’m talking about, but I’ll be a nice Remy for once, and explain.
See, having deeper feelings for someone is pretty scary, right? It’s especially scary if that someone might not feel the same for you. We’ve all been through that, some più often than others, but it’s really this universal something. Of course there are people, who even in their early teens, fall in Amore with people who have the exact same feelings. I consider those people to be extremely lucky. Now, te can get from my tone that I am not one of those lucky people. But since last week, my luck has increased.
Last week I told my ‘crush’, that I felt something for her. This ‘something’ being that I liked her più as some random friend I would go to bars with. So far it’s a pretty normal thing that happens in so many people’s lives. What made me one of those lucky people is that she detto she felt something too. Now imagine the feeling of utter joy that blasted throughout my whole body, while trying to keep at least a bit of my calm exterior. Yeah, that’s hard. I am now going to skip the part where I make a total fool of myself because of that…
~~
I recall myself saying that we all want the same things: Love, forgiveness...chocolate.
I also recall myself saying that to one of my co-workers whose wife left him because he killed an evil dictator.
And I also recall finding myself liking his ex-wife.
And now the best thing is that, that woman admitted she likes me back.
Yeah, we all want the same things.
I found love, on the corner of the hallway to the E.R.
Forgiveness…I hope I’m going to Heaven. Because even though bad girls get everywhere, I think I’ll like it better in Heaven, where she’ll be as well. I will have to wait, of course. But since a anno on earth is like a giorno in Heaven, I think I’ll manage.
About the chocolate…
I am currently licking Cioccolato from her fingers.
Remy Hadley loved the rare moments when Allison Cameron walked into the room, even though most of the times it was because of House and not her. She just wished that one giorno the blond would walk inside the room, sit across from her and just look at her in the same way she looks at her Aussie boyfriend.
She wished Cameron would talk to her, not just the professional doctors' talk, but the friendly conversations, like the ones she does with so many other doctors and nurses, but never with her.
She just wished she would pay attention to her, to care about her, even if it's plain anger for bothering her in the ER like House told her and the new team do.
Remy just wished Allison would Amore her the same way she did.
I think most of us know this feeling... :/
I had no electricity throughout the whole giorno (untill now, of course), so I wrote some stuff and ended up with 113 words Cadley fan fiction. How great is that?! It was inspired da fan art I did. Have fun reading. :)
Sweaty hands, cuore beating fast, farfalle in her stomach – all of those told that Allison Cameron was damn nervous. But for some reason, she didn't feel nervous at all.
She had nothing to be worry about. Right?
She knocked on the door, and soon enough a shocked brunette welcomed her. "Allison? What are te doing here?"
Allison stepped closer to the brunette woman in front of her. "I'm willing to take a chance," she whispered half smiling.
At first Remy didn't do anything, which finally made Allison nervous, but then she took a step towards her, smiling her beautiful wide smile.
"Me too," she finally said, pulling Allison into a warm, loving kiss.
Sweaty hands, cuore beating fast, farfalle in her stomach – all of those told that Allison Cameron was damn nervous. But for some reason, she didn't feel nervous at all.
She had nothing to be worry about. Right?
She knocked on the door, and soon enough a shocked brunette welcomed her. "Allison? What are te doing here?"
Allison stepped closer to the brunette woman in front of her. "I'm willing to take a chance," she whispered half smiling.
At first Remy didn't do anything, which finally made Allison nervous, but then she took a step towards her, smiling her beautiful wide smile.
"Me too," she finally said, pulling Allison into a warm, loving kiss.