Monica was in shock. He loved her? They had only been together for three weeks and he loved her? All the times they had spent together for not even a month yet, Chandler was falling in love with her? CHANDLER...LOVED...HER? No! She wasn't in shock from his love, she was shocked because she knew she was falling in love with him too. And that could never happen. Something as great as love could never happen to someone like her. Just as she was about to faint, the words came out of her mouth almost instantly and automatically. They had been in the front of her brain for what seemed like forever.

"I love you too, Chandler."

They inched closer for a deep kiss, as Monica wrapped her arms around Chandler's neck. They sat there huddled together kissing for a half and hour before it started to get even colder and they pulled a part shivering. The coat wasn't keeping them warm anymore, so Chandler said, "Wanna go home?"
"Yeah."
Chandler got up and yawned and stretched. Monica was still sitting on the bench holding her arms out motioning for him to pull her up, but instead he took her in his arms and carried her back to his apartment. When they arrived, he took her in the bedroom and lay her on the bed. She had fallen asleep in his arms. He didn't want to touch her; she looked so peaceful lying there, with her eyes closed. He watched her sleep for five minutes and finally the temptation took over. Slowly he bent down over her and gave her a light kiss on the mouth. She immediately woke up and saw who was standing over her. She gave a huge mischeivous smile and grabbed him, pulling him down to the bed. She kissed him hard on the mouth, and he kissed her back. He rolled on top of her as she pulled off his shirt and he gave her light kisses on her forehead. (Everything fades to black as you can make happen what ever you want to. )

The next morning it was Saturday. Perfect timing! They could spend the whole day together, doing whatever they wanted. They were both on the right side of the bed, wrapped up in each other's arms. Chandler woke Monica up with a light stroke of her hair and she rolled over sharply to look at the clock. She gasped.
"No, it's okay Mon. It's Saturday.." She let out a sigh.
"Oh my god! I can't believe it, I totally forgot!"
"It's okay sweetie, we'll be able to spend the whole day together. This will be great! What do you want to do?"
"Hmmmm, I think I have something in mind..." She rolled over and him and they started kissing passionately.

"You know, I've been thinking, since we've gone out, we haven't gone to any parties whatsoever," Chandler said with inquisite thought.
"Oh hey, you know what you're right! And you know why? Because I HATE parties!"
"Oh c'mon Mon, it'll be fun! Just you and me and bunch of 21 year olds at a club. We'll drown some drinks, throw up in the bathroom, and walk back to the apartment and make out."
Monica let out a small giggle. "Y'know, that really sounds great, but I have a life!"
"No I'm dead serious! C'mon, just for me? PLEEASE?" Chandler made his puppy dog face, that he knew Monica couldn't resist.
"Okay... FINE! You are so lucky Mr. Bing... Do you know how lucky you are to have a girlfriend like me?"
"Hmm... pretty lucky." Chandler's face was smiling, but then suddenly turned into a deep frowning gaze. Monica's did too, and soon once again they had their hands all over each other. It seemed like each day they got a little more of each other, and they couldn't take their hands off the other.
The love they were sharing was too strong to let anything take it away from them. It was absolutely amazing to both of them that they had fallen in love in less than a month. They felt incredibly grateful to have each other by their side. They kissed in happiness, Monica resenting the day of the party...

Okay, I know nothing much happened and it took a really long time to get started because I went on vacation to Arizona, but I'm back and I hope you're enjoying. Review and I'll keep writing! Love you guys