Introductions 4
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The sun had not yet risen yet, but still Chandler was awake. He looked over at the grandfather clock that stood at the opposite end of his room. It read 4.00am. Monica was lying half on him and half off, with her head resting on his bear chest and an arm wrapped around his bear stomach. He sighed and wondered how long this would last. Forever, he hoped, but he knew reality to well. It would end the day she married Richard. Realizing that it was time for her to be getting home, with out anyone noticing, he lightly shook her awake. She slowly awoke, she had only a few hours of sleep and silently he was thinking that she could stay like this forever. A small smile curled her lips as she looked Into Chandler's eyes. She mesmerized him. He placed a hand on the side of her face, then reached down and kissed her softly and lovingly. She pulled back the sheet that covered his waist and below, and straddled him. She kissed him again, letting him know what she was wanting.
'Mon, we can't not know, it's 4.00am, I should be getting you home.' Monica looked at him, she knew he was right, an idea came to her.
'Why don't I just say that I wandered over her and feel asleep by five. It was to late for you to bring me home so you let me stay here.' Monica hoped he would go along with it, she didn't want to be away from him.
'Okay.' He replied after a brief moment of silence. She smiled and continued to kiss him
It was now 6.00am. Chandler and Monica were asleep in each other's arms. The clock in the room gave a deep ring, which woke Chandler. He relaxed once the ringing had ended. Right before he feel back asleep, there was a knock on the bedroom door.
"Monsieur Bing, you have a visitor downstairs.' Chandler thanked George through the door, the carefully slipped out of Monica's lose grip around him. He dressed quickly, looked at a sleeping Monica then exited the room.
Chandler stood out side the living room door. He took a deep breath then opened the door. He froze when he saw who his visitor was. This person would most likely kill him if he knew what was happening between Chandler and Monica. He hesitantly walked into he room.
'I have to ask you a question.' Ross said as Chandler entered the living room. Chandler nervously nodded his head. 'We haven't see Monica since yesterday, and I was wondering if you have seen her lately.' Chandler's eyes darted about the room, what do I do, he asked himself. Then he remembered the plan.
'Yam she's staying up in my ro… guest room.' Chandler answered with more confidence.
'What is she doing here?' Ross asked heading for the door.
'Um, she got lost and I found her and, It was a little late for her to be out by herself so I offered her a room and she accepted. So you stay here, and I'll go get her.' Before Ross could object to Chandler walking in on his sister, Chandler had bolted upstairs. As Candler entered his room he saw Monica sitting up with out clothes on, she sat on the bed bear chest, nipples hard, she had a look like she wanted more of him.
'Where were you?' She asked.
'Ross is down stairs waiting for you,' he explained breathing hard. 'I told him that you were staying in my guestroom and that you got lost and I offered you the room because it was to late for you to head home. So now you have to get dressed or else I'm in really big trouble.' She said this last little bit while he picked up her clothes and put them in front of her. With in five minutes Monica was dressed, with the help of Chandler. She straightened out her hair, gave Chandler a peak on the mouth then headed to the stairs. Chandler followed closely behind her.
Ross rushed over to Monica once she reached the bottom step.
'Why were you out? And why did you stay here?' Ross demanded an answer.
'I was thinking of things and I guess I just lost track of time. But look it's okay, Chandler let me stay here.' Ross hugged her hard. 'Ross I'm okay.' Ross let her go then started with Monica in tow towards the door.
'Thanks Chandler for taking care of her, everyone was worried about her. Chandler watched Monica leave. Something told him that he wouldn't see her for a while. But he kept his hopes up, for that third get together.
A week had gone by, and neither Chandler nor Monica had heard from the other. Monica had been busy planning the wedding which Judy, Jack and Richard wanted ASAP (as soon as possible). Monica wanted to wait, prolong the engagement just in cause she knew that Richard wasn't the one to spend the rest of her life with. Ever since her first night with Chandler she was unsure of her feelings for Richard and Chandler. She decided that if Chandler told her that he loved her and wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, 24 hours before the wedding that she'd choose him, other wise she would marry Richard and forever be in love with Chandler. Little did she know that Chandler had come round many times to talk to her, but it was the work of Richard bribing the house men, in the Geller household to keep Chandler from talking to Monica. Richard had never liked Chandler and knowing that Monica and him talked a lot and that he was an important figure in her life bothered him. Chandler would always leave feeling dejected, unwanted finished with, but yet he always came back. Nothing stopped him from coming back, and he thought that if she didn't love him, like he loved her, that she would have to tell in to his face other wise he would keep coming round.
Monica sat in front of her mirror brushing her hair. I'll give him until the wedding, she thought to her self. It had now been two weeks since Chandler and Monica's last encounter. She hadn't even seen her maid of honor; she barley saw her own brother, only at the meal table. Something was wrong. Maybe everyone had found out about Her and Chandler's affair. But then Richard would have called off the engagement, she thought again. She placed the brush on the table and crawled into bed.
(Introductions 5 is coming soon, don't worry… and please review, tell me what you think should happen! If this wasn't long enough for you, the next might be, I tend to add some more text on while I type, that usually leads to pointless chatter… sorry.)