Authors Note: Another drabble of mine, this time CM. Enjoy! xo

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At that moment, I almost choked on my lasagne. I was so shocked and, looking up at her, I wondered if she had been joking. But, seeing the look in her eyes, I suddenly knew that she wasn't. She wasn't kidding atall, she was deadly serious. Smiling at me, she said, "So ... what d'you think?"

I know I stand in line untill you think you have the time to spend an evening with me, And if we go some place to dance I know there's a chance you won't be leaving with me.

"I - I don't really know ..." I mumbled quietly, looking down at my plate. This was strange, she had never told me this in London. I suddenly felt awkward. What was I supposed to say to her now? I had no idea what to say to her. On seeing my expression, she saddened. "Is it too soon?" She squeaked, looking mortified.

Then afterwards we drop into a quiet little place and have a drink or two, And then I go and spoil it all by saying something stupid like I love you.

"No, no way ..." I said slowly, grabbing her hands and smiling, "I love you, too." I said, without thinking. But then, after I'd said it, I suddenly realised how much I did love her, and how stupid it was to debate on whether I did or if I didn't.

I can see it in your eyes that you despise the same old lines you heard the night before, And though its just a line to you for me It's true and never seemed so right before.

Monica beamed. "I - I'm sorry If I made this a little awkward," She said quietly, looking away from me and blushing. I smiled even wider at this, "No, It's fine. After London, I was kinda' confused and I didn't know where I was. But now, I'm really sure." I told her. She smiled and squeezed my hands. "Well, so am I," She said softly.

I practice every day to find some clever lines to say to make the meaning come through, But then I think I'll wait untill the evening gets late and I'm alone with you.

"So ... when are we telling the others?" I asked. Truthfully, I was quite worried about what they would think of Monica and I getting together. Monica's brow furrowed, "Uh, I don't really know ..." She said slowly, letting go of my hands and looking away. "I mean - we can't keep letting Joey take the blame for every single thing we do, can we?" I said. She sighed, "I guess ... It's just, It'll be so hard." She said sadly. I smiled at this, "Look, we'll tell them together, just - don't worry." I said reassuringly, taking her hands in mine again and wiping away a single tear on her cheek.

The time is right your perfume fills my head the stars get red and oh the night's so blue, And then I go and spoil It all by sayin' something stupid like I love you.

"Chandler, this means alot to me," She said, smiling, "I've - I've never loved anyone as much as I love you." She confessed to me. I gave her a broad smile, "Me neither. I wasn't joking before, either, Mon. I really do love you." I said, looking into her eyes. "Me too," She answered and, still smiling, she pulled me closer for a kiss.

I love you.