Love Always

Ross watched as she drove off, and continued watching long after she had disappeared. A big smile spread across his face, when he realized that he liked her. If she had been this way the year before, he would have definitely gone out with her. He hummed quietly as he stopped staring at the open road. He climbed into the car, and sat for a minute, just staring at the radio. He started the car slowly, and pushed down the pedal, leaving a trail of burnt rubber on the side of the road. He turned up the radio, and listened to the familiar beats of one of his favorite songs pumping out of the speakers at the sides of his car.

Tonight I feel ambitious
And so does my foot
as it sinks on the pedal
I press it to the floor
I don't need a friend
Cause my friends lonesome's unconditional
We're flying forever bored
And for a moment I love everything
That I see and think and feel
I love my broken side view mirror
Cause it's so perfect
I'm so perfect
You're so perfect
You're not here
I hear the change in gears

My pile shakes as
I hit eighty on the open road
This is an open road song

The night is beckoning although
I have nowhere to go but home
Feels good to be alone
With every turn comes a new frame of mind
If I could frame my mind
Where would it hang

My pile shakes as
I hit eighty on the open road
My pile shakes as
I hit eighty on the open road
My pile shakes as
I hit eighty on the open road
This is an open road song

I crack a window and feel the cool air cleanse my every pore
As I pour my heart out
To a radio song that's patient and willing to listen
My volume drowns it out
But that's o.k.
Cause I sound better then him anyway any day
Yeah my voice is sweet as salt
I search for comfort and I find it where I've found it many times before
Times before can be forgotten

My pile shakes as
I hit eighty on the open road
My pile shakes as
I hit eighty on the open road
My pile shakes as
I hit eighty on the open road
This is an open road song

He grinned as he changed gears and road off into the now fading sunlight. He wanted to get home and see his family before dark, and try to help Monica and Rachel make peace.

He slowed down once he reached the off ramp, and rode into a residential area. He saw his house looming ahead, and parked neatly in front. He paused for a second and took a deep breath, before he went in to greet his family for the first time in four months. He knocked on the door, and laughed when he saw Monica's eager face answer the door.

"Ross!" She screamed as she hugged him violently.
"Must… Breath!" Ross choked out jokingly.
Monica punched him lightly.
"Ross darling!" Judy smiled as she gave her son a quick kiss on the cheek.
"Hey mom. Hey dad." Ross smiled.
It felt good to be home. He watched as his parents and his baby sister chattered insistently. He smiled. Very good to be home.

The next day, Ross rolled out of bed. It was already almost noon. They had all stayed up late last night and talked for hours after a large Geller dinner. He had to call Rachel and ask what time she wanted him to pick her up.
He rubbed his eyes tiredly, and looked at the back of his hand. The number was still there, but it was a little faded. Ross picked up the phone beside him, and dialed.
"Hello?" Came a voice at the other end of the line.
"Hi, is Rachel there"? Ross asked
"Yeah, that's me." She answered
"This is the New York City police. We saw you yesterday robbing a grocery store in the village, and we would like you to come down to the department as soon as possible." Ross said in a disguised voice.
"I-I don't know what you're talking about… You must have the wrong number…" Rachel said uncertainly. Ross could tell that she was scared, but he couldn't contain his laughter any longer.
"Ross!" Rachel screamed at the other end of the line. The anger quickly turned into amusement as she started laughing along with him. This just made Ross laugh harder, until he could no longer control himself.
Monica sat in her room when she suddenly heard Ross start to laugh hysterically. She got up and looked at him through the crack in his door.
"I-I'm sorry." Ross laughed into the phone. "I couldn't resist."
There was a pause as Ross listened to the person at the other end of the line. He laughed again.
"Oh, and how are you planning to get me back?" He laughed. "Uh-huh." He said as he again listened to the person on the other line. "So, when do you want me to pick you up?" He paused
" Okay, all right I'll see you then. Bye Rachel."
Monica's mouth dropped open, and she squinted in anger. Her brother was going out with Rachel? She didn't have a problem with her, but Rachel definitely didn't like her. She saw Ross start to get up off of his bed, so she quietly crept away, back into her room.

The day breezed by for Ross, as he spent time with his family and old friends who he hadn't seen for a long time. When the time came to get ready for his date, he ran upstairs to the bathroom to take a quick shower, but was stopped by Monica.

"Why are you going out with her?" Monica asked upset.
Ross sighed and turned his head away.
"I like her. She likes me."
"So?" Monica asked stubbornly.
"Look, I really like her, and I don't even see why you guys aren't friends anymore. When you told me that she liked me, it worked out for the better. We're going out now."
Monica smiled slightly, but hid it with a pout, "Tell her that then."
"I will, Mon. I just have to get ready." Ross said gesturing to the bathroom
"Okay." Monica smiled as she hugged her brother and went downstairs.
Ross quickly jumped into the shower, and let the warm water run over his tanned body. He glanced at the clock on the wall, and saw that he had to leave in a half-hour. He grabbed a towel, and dried himself off. He walked to his bedroom in his towel, and pulled out some clothes. He needed to find out what to wear. Needless to say, he didn't know that Rachel was going through the exact same thing.

"What should I wear?" Rachel asked her two sisters who she had lined up in her room to help her find something.
"Go for the white sundress." Jill said simply, pointing to a dress in her closet.
"Really?"
"Yeah. Definitely." Jill answered automatically. "Can we go now?"
Rachel sighed heavily and ushered them out the door as she grabbed the sundress, and began to get dressed.

Ross was still trying to figure out what to wear, and decided to go with a light blue dress shirt, and khaki pants. He ran to the washroom to do his hair, only to discover that there was no gel.
"Aw shit!" Ross exclaimed as he looked under the sink and came up with nothing.
"What?" Monica asked from her bedroom.
"There's no stupid gel!" Ross lashed out vehemently
"Here, then use some hairspray, it will keep your hair spiked and together." Monica said coming out of her bedroom and handing him a can.
"Thanks." Ross said as he sprayed the stuff into his hair, wrinkling his nose at the smell.
He grabbed his wallet on his way out, making sure to say bye to both of his parents and his sister.
"Don't worry Mon, I won't forget to tell her." He said grabbing his keys and checking himself out one more time before he ran out the door.
He pulled up to her house right on time, and saw her coming out the door.
He honked the horn, and smiled as she turned around. She looked really sophisticated in a long white sundress. She smiled and climbed into the car.
"You ready?" Ross asked.
Rachel touched his arms, and he felt the electricity pumping through his body from the small touch.
"Ready." She answered.
Ross turned on the radio, and they both heard a song that they liked. They both reached for the volume, and they both laughed.
"I remember that." Ross said looking at her with his hands still on the keys that were in the ignition.
"You remember what?"
"That day about a year ago. I was driving you and Monica home, and we both reached for the volume."
Rachel blushed as she remembered that day. Ross smiled and started to pull out of her driveway, now turning up the radio. He nodded his head in time to the music, and saw Rachel laughing at him from the corner of his eye. He laughed along with her, and turned the radio up more, so that it was pulsing through the car.

In the car I just can't wait
To pick you up on our very first date
Is it cool if I hold you hand?
Is it wrong if I think it's lame to dance?
Do you like my stupid hair?
Would you guess that I didn't know what to wear?
I'm just scared of what you think
You make me nervous so I really can't eat

Let's go
Don't wait
The nights almost over
Honest, let's make this night last forever.
Forever and ever
Let's make this last forever
Forever and ever.
Let's make this last forever

When you smile, I melt inside
I'm not worthy for a minute of your time
I really wish it was only me and you.
I'm jealous of everybody in the room.
Please don't look at me with those eyes
Please don't hint that you're capable of lies
I dread the thought of our very first kiss
A target that I'm probably gonna miss

Let's go
Don't wait
The nights almost over
Honest, let's make this night last forever.
Forever and ever
Let's make this last forever
Forever and ever.
Let's make this last forever

Rachel reached over and put her hand on his, which sat on the gear stick. He smiled over at her, and continued driving her to the restaurant that he was taking her too.

After dinner that night, once Ross drove up to her house, he began thinking when the next time he should call her would be. The date had gone great, and they had clicked. He had a feeling that she sensed it too. Rachel started to get out of the car, but Ross stopped her, running out to the passenger side and opening up the door. She took his hand as he walked her to the door.

"Thank you for a perfect evening." Rachel grinned as she took out her house keys.
"Just so I know," Ross started clearing his throat, "Since it was perfect, does that mean that you would like to see me again?"
Rachel leaned over and kissed him slowly.
"I think that answers your question." She said
"Okay so no then." Ross said faking disappointment.
Rachel punched him lightly. "You know I mean yes."
"Okay. Phew!" Ross joked. "Um, listen I kinda wanted to talk to you about something, so hear me out."
"All right." Rachel said unsure.
"Monica… She wants to know what's wrong. She said that it's a good thing she told me because now we're dating, and she doesn't want you to be mad at her…" Ross said nervously.
"I'm not mad at her!" Rachel laughed. "Tell her that I'm very sorry I acted that way, and that I'd love to see her again."
"Wow. That was easier then I thought. I thought you'd bring out like, a chainsaw, and chase me around the yard or something." Ross joked again.
Rachel started to punch him again, but Ross caught her arm and kissed her quickly.
She felt herself blush again.
"Goodnight, Ross."
"Bye Rach." Ross said as he skipped off to his car. This night just couldn't get any better.

Over the next 2 months, Ross and Rachel saw each other every day. They knew that they would have to part ways in the fall, so they decided not to consummate their relationship. What Ross didn't know though, was that Rachel had secretly applied to NYU. She didn't want Ross to be disappointed if she didn't make it, and she wanted it to be a surprise if she did. One day, one week before Ross had to leave, Rachel came over to his house to talk to him.

"Ross?" Rachel called through the open screen door.
"Rachel!" Monica said answering the door. Rachel and Monica hugged, as Rachel asked where Ross was.
"He's in his room." Monica answered.
"Thanks." Rachel said starting up the stairs.
"I'll see you later I'm going out, and tell Ross that mom and dad will be back later tonight" Monica said leaving the house.
Monica and Rachel had made up and become best of friends the day after Ross and Rachel's first date. They had both apologized and cried as Ross looked on laughing.

Rachel climbed up the stairs, and once she reached his room knocked quietly.
"Come in!" Ross called out from his bedroom
"Hey!" Rachel said as she walked over him to give him a quick peck.
"Hey babe. I can't believe I'm leaving in a week." Ross said sadly
Rachel smiled to herself, and didn't realize that Ross was watching her.
"What? Are you happy that I'm leaving?" He asked glumly
"No! Honey, I just came to show you something." Rachel said pulling a piece of paper out of her back pocket. She handed it to Ross, and watched as his face lit up while he read.
"You got in? You got in to NYU?" Ross screamed as he ran over to hug her.
"Yeah! Daddy pulled a few strings, and they accepted me! I can keep seeing you!" Rachel answered excitedly.
Ross picked her up and kissed her softly. Rachel kissed back and before they knew it, they were on Ross's bed making out.
They paused to look into each other's eyes
"Are you sure about this, Rachel?" Ross asked gently.
"I've never been more sure of anything." Rachel responded, kissing Ross passionately
They fell back onto his bed, totally oblivious to anything in the world except for themselves.

Hours later, Ross and Rachel lay under the covers wrapped up in each others warmth, when they heard Judy and Jack come home.

"Ross!" Judy yelled up the stairs.
"Hold on a sec mom!" Ross called down, trying frantically to get dressed while Rachel did the same.
They got dressed hurriedly, and Ross went downstairs while Rachel took a minute to fix her hair up. A big goofy grin spread across her face, and she had never felt this good. She was now an official non-virgin. She didn't feel bad, because she had lost her virginity to someone she loved.
"I love Ross?" She asked herself quietly. She then realized that he did. She loved him so much, that she wouldn't know what to do without him. She slowly started downstairs to greet his parents while her smile was still spread across her face.

"Mom, she's coming to NYU!" Rachel heard Ross tell his parents.
"That's great dear! So, are you going to keep seeing each other?" Judy asked.
"Of course!" Ross exclaimed without a moment's hesitation.
"Great. Go get washed up for dinner." Jack said enthusiastically.
"Okay." Ross said, as he saw Rachel standing in the doorway of the kitchen.
"Can I talk to you outside for a second?" Rachel asked Ross as she led him out to the front yard.
"What's up?" Ross asked as he took her hand and led her to swing in the front yard. Rachel sat down, and Ross pushed her gently, listening to her.
"I had a great time." Rachel smiled
"I know, me too. Too bad my parents came home, or we could have gone for a third time." Ross teased as he leaned over her shoulder and kissed her neck. The butterfly kisses that he was planting on her neck made her shiver. She got up off the swing and put her arms around her neck and held him close to her.
"I love you, Ross." She said as she gazed up into his soft brown eyes.
"I love you too, Rach. I've known that for a long time." He responded as he kissed her lips softly. Judy calling Ross in for dinner suddenly interrupted them.
"Do you want to eat here?" Ross asked
"No, I better go home or my parents will start flipping out." Rachel laughed.
"Okay, I'll see you then." Ross said as he kissed her once more before running inside.
Rachel watched him run and couldn't help but laugh as he stumbled up the front stairs and went inside the house. She climbed into the car, and headed home.

A week later, Rachel, Ross and Monica were all getting ready to head out to NYU, for another year of school. Monica had been accepted long before Rachel, but they were rooming together in a little place on campus, while Ross's place was just across the courtyard, a two-minute walk at most. Rachel met them both at their house, and waited patiently while they said bye to their parents and hurried to their cars. Ross had his own car, but Monica didn't. Rachel was going to drive her own car up, and Monica was going to come with her, while one of Ross's other buddies was going up with him. Monica had a huge crush on Ross's roommate a guy named Chandler.

Rachel and Monica skipped to the car, and agreed to meet Ross and Chandler at NYU, in Rachel and Monica's dorm.

Once they had reached the dorms, Monica began to unpack, while Rachel waited for Ross to come.
"Come on! Please unpack Rach! It's driving me crazy!" Monica complained as Rachel lay down on her unmade bed. She had been thinking about Ross nonstop since a week earlier when they had completed their relationship. She was wondering when the next time they would get to be alone would be.
"Mon! He's going to be here in a minute! I don't want to get started and then get interrupted." Rachel said
Monica groaned and finished her unpacking, and began to make her bed and hang up pictures. After an hour, Rachel began to get tired of lying down, and decided to unpack. It was 2 hours later before Ross and Chandler came by to pick them up.

"What took so long?" A bored Rachel pouted.
"Honey, I just went to see a couple of my girlfriends before I came to pick you up!" Chandler joked to Rachel.
Rachel stuck her tongue out at Chandler and went to kiss Ross.
"Oh, come on! I don't need to see that!" Monica complained.
"Yuck. Me neither. Let's get out of here Mon, leave these lovebirds alone." Chandler said grabbing her arm and dragging her out before she could protest. Once the door was closed and they were gone, Rachel and Ross started making out and fell back onto her bed.
"I can't stop thinking about you since last week" Ross said as he kissed her.
"I know, me neither." Rachel said returning the kiss.
"What do you say? We have all day…" Ross said leaving the sentence hanging.
Rachel grabbed him, and pulled him towards her
"I'll take that as a yes!" Ross said before he started kissing her.

Later that day, Monica and Chandler had returned, looking for Ross and Rachel, who were already getting ready to go out.
"Let's get out of here, go get drunk or something." Chandler joked.
Rachel saw Monica looking up at Chandler with a gleam in her eye. Rachel smiled gently, "Yeah, sure"
They all exited to go find a party, or somewhere to hang out.

After the first month, Rachel had gotten used to college life, and had memorized her schedule, but something was troubling her.

Ross had noticed that Rachel had been getting distant over the past 3 weeks, and tried constantly to reach out to her. He wanted to know what was wrong because he loved her so much, and couldn't imagine his life without her. He asked Monica, but she claimed that she didn't know anything, and neither did Chandler. Her daily visits had turned into weekly. She said that she was just busy adjusting to college, and doing homework, but Ross knew that that wasn't true.

Ross decided that he needed to know what was wrong. He hadn't seen her in 5 days, hadn't heard from her. She always avoided his calls, never answered the door when he came, even when he knew she was in there. He went over to her dorm and knocked on the door.

"Rachel? Rachel open up it's me." He called out to the door. After a minute where no one answered, he tried opening the door and found that it was unlocked. He pushed it open, and was shocked to see that Rachel's half of the room wasn't there. Her pictures, bed sheets, and books were gone. Ross ran over to her bed, where there was a small envelope. He picked it up and read, Ross.
He opened it, and realized that his worst fear had come true.

Ross,
I love you so much, and I always will. I'm sorry, but I have to go. I'm scared, no, I'm terrified. This is moving too fast and I just need some time alone. I love you so, so much. Words cannot express my feelings for you, but this is just too hard for me. Maybe I will see you again some day
Love always
Rachel

Ross sank bewildered onto the sheet less bed, grasping for anything that made sense, anything for him to hold on to. His world had just fallen apart.
Monica and Chandler didn't seem to notice that the door was slightly ajar, because they were kissing. They fell into the room, their lips locked into a passionate kiss, when they saw Ross sitting on the bed.
"Oh my god." Ross exclaimed.
"We can explain!" Chandler said, fighting to keep calm.
Just then, Monica and Chandler noticed that all of Rachel's stuff had disappeared.
"What happened?" Monica asked quietly
"She's gone." Ross whispered


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