It's almost new years day and like every year the whole gang is bum. The horrible pressure of this holiday: The desperate scramble to find anything with lips just you can have someone to kiss when the ball drops.

So Chandler made a pact that they're not going to have dates, just the six of them—dinner. He made this pact for one reason. He hopes that he'll kiss Monica on New Year's. He wanted to feel her soft lips again. Every time she saw her, he just wanted to crash his lips to hers, but Monica made it pretty clear that nothing's going to happen between them or so he thought.

Later that day, he, unfortunately, bumped into Janice on the way to the apartment. When he accidentally slipped out that there's going to be a party on Monica and Rachel's apartment on New Year's. He can't help but invite her, but Janice totally misinterpreted him. She thought that they're going to get back together, making Chandler even more agitated.

How is he gonna tell the gang that he asked Janice out, he's the one who made the pact, in the first place after all.

He waited for the perfect timing to tell them and when Phoebe brought up David and pleaded to asked them that if it's okay to break up the pact, he took his chance.

Monica's POV

We're in the apartment right now, decorating the Christmas tree. It's been 2 weeks when the gang heard the news that I'm pregnant. They were very supportive. They took it well except for Ross who did almost turn into Red Ross, as Chandler was saying.

Chandler made up a pact, three days ago and we both all agree. But I'm kinda hoping someone to kiss me at midnight. Just one-second peck will be alright. Even I got it from one of my friends...or from Chandler... God, I want to feel his lips again.

I didn't know that he's a good kisser. He always said that's he inadequate, but when we had sex at my Nana's funeral, God, he was so amazing. I never felt sex like that, even to fun bobby. Bobby was more like aggressive, and needy while Chandler was, tender and passionate. It was like it wasn't just sex at all...

Anyway, Phoebe brought the topic about New year.

"I just- I just wanna be with him all the time. Day and night, and night and day... and special occasions..." She said, dreamily as she trailed out the last statement.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, I see where this is going, you're gonna ask him to New Year's, aren't you. You're gonna break the pact. She's gonna break the pact," Chandler said.

Phoebe was taken back, "No. no. no. no...Yeah, could I just—".

The four of us whines at her but Chandler speaks again, "Yeah, cause I already asked Janice." He suddenly said.

WHAT?! HE ASKED JANICE? EX-GIRLFRIEND JANICE?! The one who he had a hard time breaking up with?

"What?!" I exclaimed.

Keep it cool, Monica.

"C'mon, this was a pact! This was your pact!" Ross said, pointing his fingers at him.

"I snapped, okay? I couldn't handle the pressure and I snapped," He explained.

"Yeah, but Janice? That-that was like the worst breakup in history!" I said.

It's true. Their relationship is always on and off, sometimes you're just going to be shocked because suddenly they got together then later on he gonna wanna break her up.

"I'm not saying it was a good idea, I'm saying I snapped!" He protested.

I rolled my eyes at him. Well, that goes my New Year.

Should I call one of my exes too and invite him to the party? I mean since Phoebe and Chandler have dates, I should be with somebody too. I don't want to be alone when the ball drops and I already lost my chance...with Chandler.


We're all at the coffee shop, Ross continues to argue about the no-date pact.

"So tell me something. What does the phrase 'no date pact' mean to you?" Ross said.

"Sorry but I met this really hot single mom at the store. What's an elf to do?" Joey smugly said, shrugging his shoulders.

Oh no. How can I say to Ross that I kinda asked someone too?

"Okay, so on our no-date evening, three of you now have dates,"

"Uh. Four," Rachel added, "Sorry. Paolo's catching an earlier flight," She said as Ross buries his head in his hands.

Should I jump in too?

Ross sigh and speaks again, "Okay then, It's just me and Mon—"

"Five!" I finally said and everybody looks at me puzzled. "I kinda asked...fun bobby out..."

"Fun Bobby?!" They all exclaimed.

"Fun Bobby, your ex-boyfriend, Fun Bobby?" Chandler suddenly asked, and I take a glance at him. He has glowering eyes and a slight sullen look all over his face.

"You know more one Fun Bobby?" Joey asked, dumbfoundedly.

"Yeah. My ex-boyfriend Fun Bobby. Why? You asked your ex-girlfriend out, so I'm allowed. Is there...a problem with that...," I vaguely asked.

He went silent for a moment and the gang look at us back and forth, "Uh...No. No. No Problem..." he said, avoiding me all of a sudden.

The whole atmosphere went awkward. Phoebe sits uncomfortably on the chair, keeping quiet, same with Joey and Rachel went back to her work and I think Ross didn't notice our awkward moment.

"Okay, so I'm gonna be the only one standing there alone when the ball drops?!"

The New years came to an end and it couldn't be worse for all of us. Bobby was upset because of his Grandfather's death, Phoebe was depressed when she let David chose to break her up, Rachel was beaten up by a woman from the airport and got her lips to injure. Joey lost his date and Chandler talked over Janice and how she misinterpreted him.

I felt a relief that he didn't have somebody when the ball dropped but Joey kissed him because Chandler was in desperate need of lips. I was almost going to jump myself over to him and offered myself but Joey snopped in. It was kinda gone awkward after. He didn't expect that and Ross had taken a pic of it. I can't believe I'm jealous of Joey, I mean it's only 1 second but he got to feel his lips.

I shake my head and let the cold breeze hits me.

"Hey, what are you doing out here? It's cold," I heard a familiar voice by the window of the balcony.

I turn my head over and saw Chandler, "Oh... I'm just thinking..." I muttered, hugging myself from the cold.

He went out, taking off his coat and putting it around me, "Thanks," I said to him.

"So this night kinda sucks, huh?" He said, looking at buildings in front of him.

"Well, not for you of course. You got to kiss someone before midnight," I joked, he looks at me, "That"s not counted. Did you know after that kiss, I went to the apartment and rinse my mouth, many times," he said back making my snicker.

"Anyway what are you thinking about?" He asked, looking at me concerned.

I take a deep breath, clutching his coat tightly around me, "I'm thinking about how I didn't get to kiss somebody at midnight..."

"Oh..."

I look back at the buildings in front of me, listening to the muffled sounds of New York City. A few seconds later, he took my hands, turning myself into him, giving him a puzzled look.

"I know, it's already after midnight but...you should get a kiss from someone..." He said and I felt my heart thumping.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

He nervously chuckles and I look at him, still confused, "I could kiss you...I mean, if you want me to..." he mumbled, avoiding my gaze at him.

I gulped, my hands are shaking into his hands. I've been wishing to kiss him again since last week. I could take this opportunity and kiss him without being asked, about what I am feeling towards him. He already said in the hospital that we're just friends. I didn't know that the three words (We're Just Friends) could easily shatter your heart.

"Mon, are you okay?" stroking my arms, and his hands adds up to the cold air, lingering around us.

"Yes...Uhm, yeah you could kiss me..." answering his earlier question.

"Really?"

I nod my head as I straighten my arms to my sides. He reluctantly, cups my face, stroking my cheeks and I feel myself blushed by the contact of his hands. He moves his head towards me as I do the same.

This is it, I thought.

He firmly planted his lips to mine, and I can't help but make a sound at the back of my throat. I feel like I'm in heaven right now, this is so nice. He starts to nibbles my lips, in a gentle manner. I grab his side, pulling him closer to me.

When I felt him, releasing me slowly. I move my head back away as I start to open my eyes. I look at him and he was staring at me, his eyes are much bluer than before and his lips are swollen.

He let go of his hands off my face, putting them around my waist as I watched him, licked his lips, "Happy New year, Monica," he whispered, and his voice was husky and deep.

"Happy New year, too, Chandler," I said, my voice was all shaky.

Suddenly he puts his hands into my stomach and caresses it, "We should head back inside now, it's not good for the baby to be out in here," he said.

I nodded as he grabs my hands, but before we went inside, I pull his arms, "Wait. I just wanna say Thank you...for kissing me...even though it's after midnight..." I said softly.

He looks down and backs up at me again, "You're welcome," he said, staring deeply at me.

Our eyes gazed at each other. I swallowed when I saw him smacking his lips together. Suddenly I feel my hand pulling him, closer and he moves slowly towards me. He snaked his other hand around my waist, and I could feel the warmth of his hand through my silver dress.

When I feel myself leaning towards him, he does the same. Our noses bumped each other and our breaths begin to mix. I close my eyes and start to lean into him, but...

"Monica, are you in here on the balcony?" Rachel suddenly asked, looking through the window of the balcony. We both jumped apart when we heard Rachel's voice.

She peeked out her head in the window and look at us, "Chandler, why are you still here?" she asked.

"Oh...I just talked with Monica for a while... anyway, I should get going, it's getting late," he suddenly rushes himself leaving the apartment. I was going to hand over his coat but he was already out of the balcony and running towards the door.

I sigh. I just make things even more awkward...