Hey guys! I attempted to write my story Your Gonna Lose That Girl in Monica's pov. Enjoy and review!
I sat on the couch and watched Richard watch tv. He didn't even look at me. I snuggled up to him. He kissed my head, and went back to watching tv. God! Why won't he spend time just talking to me! I sighed, and looked up to see Chandler getting soaked in the rain. I smiled at him, and walked to the window with a towel. I leaned out the window.
"Chandler, sweetie, you need to come inside before you get sick," I said handing him the towel as he climbed in the window. He wrapped the towel around himself, with a sad look. I wished I could take some of his heartbreak from Janice away. I hugged him, laying my head on his shoulder.
"I know that it was hard to let Janice go," I said, "But it was the right thing to do." He smiled miserably. As he started out my door, he mumbled a reply, and shut the door. I sat on the couch. Something about that hug was different. It made me want to go to Chandler. It was like some kind of...spark. I sighed, trying to shake the thought from my head. There was no way that after all of the years since we met of me liking him, he liked me. But that didn't matter, because I love Richard. I think.