A/N: I don't have anything to say right now, I just think it makes you look cool if you have an author's note. Like "read this, its something I said!" or "I'm special enough to have your attention!" ...wow, I'm lame.
Chandler didn't speak to anyone for 13 days. He ended up going back to his dorm, and shutting himself in his room. He wouldn't face the reality of Monica leaving . . .he couldn't face it. Just the thought of her not being an hour's drive away, it deprived him of sleep. He didn't eat. He was too scared to face her, too scared to say goodbye.
Monica stayed in her house, packing but not wanting to go. Rachel and Ross tried to get her to hang out with them, but she couldn't take being around them without having Chandler to act that way with her. She wanted him to come back, she missed him. She couldn't leave without seeing him, but he wasn't even answering the phone.
"Monica?" Ross peeped his head into his sister's bedroom, it was the night before she would be leaving. "Rachel and I are going to the movies, do you wanna come?"
"No, I have to finish packing," she replied, trying to conceal the tears that were streaming down her face. The next morning, she would be leaving. And Chandler had never come back.
"Ok, well if you change your mind, you know where to find us."
Monica wiped her face. She couldn't take it anymore. She had to see Chandler, she didn't care if it would be for the last time. "Wait, Ross!", she called out to him.
He turned around. "Yeah?"
"Can I use your car? I know you want to go to the movies, but I need it."
"Where are you going?"
"To see Chandler."
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Chandler sat at his desk, staring at the wall. She's leaving tomorrow . . .she's really going. He had to get out of this room. He didn't know where to go, but he went to his door and threw it open . . .
. . .and saw Monica standing on the other side.
"Hi . . ."
"Monica!"
He was surprised. She looked up at him with tears in her eyes. "Chandler . . .I don't want to go."
"You have to, its the best school. Its what you've always wanted."
"Chandler, I can't, I love you!"
They stood staring at each other. Suddenly, Chandler grabbed her waist, pulling her close to him, and kissed her. She kissed back.
Before they knew it, they were undressing each other. They kicked off their shoes, Chandler pulled off Monica's shirt, then yanked off his own. He pulled Monica over to the bed, and they both fell onto the mattress and continued undressing. Chandler kissed a trail from Monica's mouth, down to her belly button, and back up.
They needed each other, more than anything. They kept in mind that this could possibly be the only time they could do this. They poured all their passion into it, their want for each other becoming more apparent by the second. They didn't want it to end, they never wanted to let go of each other.
Late into the night, Monica fell asleep on top of Chandler, her face buried deep into his neck. He wrapped his arms tightly around her, as if it would somehow prevent her from leaving. He clung to her for dear life.
Unable to sleep, he stroked Monica's back, staring at her, savouring every moment. He loved her more than he had ever loved anything or anyone, he couldn't possibly imagine her not being here, beside him every morning. He knew that after tonight, he would never be able to fall asleep without her in his arms. He held her closer, dreading the morning that was to come.
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Chandler woke up after getting only an hour's worth of sleep. He realized Monica wasn't in bed. Fear filled him so much that he shot straight up, and shouted her name.
"I'm right here."
He looked over. Monica was sitting at the desk, wearing one of Chandler's big shirts. She had been watching him sleep, but seeing him awake, she smiled.
"So last night was pretty incredible."
Chandler just stared at her. "Yeah . . .", he finally smiled. "It was."
"Look, I've been thinking about this all morning . . .I'm not gonna go."
"What! Monica, don't let me be the reason to keep you from this!"
"No, Chandler, I've really thought about this. I even called my mom. This school in the city accepted me too, we called, and the classes I want to take still have spots open. Its still a great school, I'm gonna go there." Chandler stared at her in shock. "Its not only you, although that certainly plays a big part. Its just, my family's all here, my friends . . .I'm staying. And that's final."
He jumped out of bed, and rushed over to her. They hugged, and Chandler kissed her with all he had, even though she wasn't going anywhere.
"So," he began. "What should we tell your mom about you being here?"
"I hope Ross covered for me . . .I'm sure he did. You don't even know how many times I've covered for him and Rachel these past two weeks." She raised her eyebrows.
"Kids these days!", Chandler joked. He smiled at Monica before hugging her again.
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