My first House fan fic?
TITLE: Her Lips
AUTHOR: yougottaletmego
PAIRING: Cameron/ Thirteen
RATING: R
SUMMARY: Thirteen tries to hide her burning desire.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters.
NOTES: I blame dynamics_xx for putting this idea into my head! So therefore, I dedicate this to her. This is the first time I'm writing a fan fiction for a show other than Prison Break. This is also the first time I've written a same sex pairing. I'd love to hear what you think.
Everyone was gathered around the table, discussing the latest case, spatting ideas back and forth. Everyone that is, except for Thirteen. Her eyes were fixed upon Cameron. Cameron's beautiful eyes and gorgeous long, blonde hair. She suddenly realized Cameron was staring back at her, then realized everyone was staring at her, and that someone was talking to her.
"Thirteen?" House raised his voice.
"What? Sorry."
"What do you think?" House asked.
"Uhm... I uh agree with Cameron," she blurted out without thinking, everyone continued to stare in silence.
"Could you excuse me for a second?" she asked as she ran out of the room, thoughts racing back and forth.
What the hell? Why do I feel like this? This is wrong...isn't it? But those beautiful blue eyes and those perfect lips...no! Stop it! You should not be feeling this way, this is wrong. That gorgeous, long blonde hair...stop it! Stop it!
She tried to convince herself to leave these thoughts behind as she made her way back to the office. She looked at the table, everyone was gone, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hey," Cameron said from the other side of the room, she jumped.
"Oh hey, sorry I didn't think anyone was in here," Thirteen said.
"Are you okay? You seem a little out of it today," Cameron asked sipping her coffee cup.
No, I'm not okay. I want to know what your perfect lips taste like.
"Oh yeah, I'm fine," she lied.
"Okay, well you know if you ever need to talk, I'm here," Cameron smiled as she placed her hand on Thirteen's arm.
She's touching me, oh my gosh. Wait why am I acting like a giddy 10 year old? Get a hold of yourself, she's just being nice.
"Thanks, you don't know how much that means," Thirteen smiled.
"Well I should probably get going," Cameron said as she turned to leave.
Don't go, I want you to stay.
"No, wait!" Thirteen called out accidently.
Shit! I said that out loud, didn't I?
"What?"
"I just...uhh...nevermind."
"Are you sure that you're alright?" Cameron asked.
Oh shit. She knows something's wrong.
"Why do you ask?"
"Well...you're sweating. Are you feeling okay?"
"Yeah," Thirteen lied again.
No I'm not feeling alright. I want you and I want you to want me.
"Are you nervous about something?"
I can't answer that question because I can't look into your eyes and lie to you.
"You are...aren't you?" Cameron asked when she heard no response, Thirteen nodded.
"Nervous about what?" Cameron asked as she place her hand on Thirteen's shoulder, then slowly slid it up onto her face. She pushed back the hair in Thirteen's face and smiled at her.
Am I dreaming? This can't be happening, right?
Thirteen smiled and took a deep breath as she moved closer to Cameron. The were barely an inch away from each other, Cameron moved her lips as close as she could to Thirteen's without actually touching. Thirteen took the plunge, hoping Cameron truly wanted this too. They shared a long kiss and pulled away, both smiling.
So that's what her lips taste like.