Yes, I'm still alive and writing this story. Sadly it hasn't really moved anywhere. But it will soon! I don't know about you but summer is flying by. I blink and a week has gone by already! My updating is lacking. I'm hoping to keep writing when I leave for college but I'm not sure if I will. So just keep those prayers coming that I will finish this before then :)

Everything about this night was magical. How all the lights in the city went out at the same time so the crowd could see the show better, and the way the sound echoed off the building with the children yelling from excitement. It was all just another reason Monica didn't want to go back home to New York in 40 hours. The whole trip was ancient and breathtaking with all the artifacts they saw and the tours they went on. None of it was boring or dull. It was London. The city that gave people love and second chances. And Monica was happy to add herself to that list.

Snuggling closer to Chandler when the cold wind blew through the air Monica sighed intently. This was where she wanted to be at for the remainder of the summer. She wasn't ready to be independent and go to NYU to study the deeper meanings of culinary. Monica wanted to explore the natures of French cooking and enjoy the relationship she has begun to care for.

"Can you believe we have less than two days left together?" Monica said softly

Chandler closed the gap between them even tighter so the chilly night couldn't slip through. "So are we only making this a London thing?" He whispered a little upset about the idea.

Monica exhaled and turned in his arms to face him "I know you have a reputation back at home, and going out with me is just going to ruin it."

He shook his head but before he could respond she continued.

"With you going to Philadelphia and me going to NYU, I just don't want to get too attached."

"Hold on." He stopped her "Who told you I was going to Philadelphia?" He asked

Monica shrugged "Don't kid yourself. Ever since the beginning of high school everyone knew that was your dream college."

He leaned down to rest his forehead against hers "Maybe I have a different dream now." He leaned in fully to kiss her with all the passion he had built up inside "NYU has a great class for accounting that I could take. I want to be with you." He broke the kiss and closed his eyes as he took in this final moment.

Monica could hear the finally go off in the background but she didn't care. All she cared about was the last few minutes she had left of the night before they had to go back to their separate hotel rooms.

"You ready?" He asked not making any gesture to move away.

"Five more minutes." She turned her head so it was resting on his chest.

Chandler smiled and watched as the last couple fireworks shot up in the dark sky and exploded. This was the best night of his life.

"Okay, what about movie?" She asked holding his hand as they walked down the street with the crowd in front of them.

"Has to be The Terminator." He said in his best Arnold Schwarzenegger voice while bringing the pink fluffed cotton candy up to his lips.

Monica chuckled as she pealed off a little bit for herself.

"What?" He questioned as the candy melted on his tongue. "You can't laugh until you've seen it."

She nodded "Noted."

"Okay." He licked his sticky fingers before continuing their conversation "What about you, popcorn or candy?"

She laughed "What kind of question is that?"

"A question your boyfriend should know for when I take you on our first date to the movies." He grinned

"Well for one, movies aren't really my thing. I mean, they're great every once in a while but I can never sit still. They are too long. I would rather talk to my date then sit through a two hour movie."

He nodded "Duly noted."

She smiled

"So if you don't like movies. What was the last movie you've seen?"

She thought about it and it was silent for a while.

"You can say none."

"Okay, none."

Chandler gasped "You haven't seen even one movie?"

"I never finish them." She admitted

"Not even Flashdance or Grease? How about Dirty Dancing, come on, you had to have watched the ending of Dirty Dancing."

She shook her head "They were all too sad."

"Grease was sad?"

She shrugged "Well the beginning was. They left each other after the summer."

He smiled "If you would have kept watching another twenty minutes you would see them together again."

They came to a halt at the hotel.

"Last question." He stated

Monica waited for him to continue.

"Did you really write my reflection paper?"

Monica looked up at him "You didn't keep your end of the bet."

"Yeah, but you got something way better out of it."

She giggled "You sure about that."

He crinkled his nose "Josh is a tool-"

"Tyler." She corrected

He nodded "Is Tyler a better kisser than me?"

She leaned in "I don't know. I'm going to have to recheck the competition." She kissed him tenderly

Monica set her bag down on her bed and went to go turn on her computer before quickly using the restroom.

In the middle of washing her hands she heard a familiar voice.

"Hey!" She grinned when she saw her best friend with the sun shinning through her window. She remembered it was a whole different time in New York. "Rach, you are missing so much here!" Monica exclaimed as she took the seat at her desk.

Rachel smiled, glad to be talking to her friend again "I bet. It's lonely here without you, there is no one to talk to."

"I'll be home in a couple of days."

"Yeah, but then you'll be with Chandler..." She rolled her eyes "Because you guys are going out now-"

"Whoa." Monica stopped her "Who told you about me and Chandler?"

Rachel looked at her best friend as if she's lost her mind. "You did." She reminded her "Wow, looks like he really got to your head. Are you guys that serious?"

As difficult at it was, Monica couldn't hold in her smile "Yeah." She nodded "I think we are. I mean, he has told me stuff that he hasn't even told his best friend."

"Who's his best friend?"

Monica shrugged as she thought "Joey?"

Rachel nodded

"Anyway, we talked about it and...I just really hope this isn't just going to be an 'out of the country kind of thing'." She shook her head "I guess it doesn't matter, It was too real to be true."

"Mon, he wouldn't do that to you."

"It's Chandler Bing." She commented "Remember ninth grade? The tampons? That was him."

"I know, but he's changed. And the way you talk about him, I just know he really likes you." Rachel said

Monica thought about it and knew her friend was right. "Do you think it will last past summer?"

"Honey, I think that is for you to decided."

Waking up early on your last day in a beautiful country was surprisingly not that hard. Monica took a shower at 7 and got ready just in time for the breakfast at 8. She didn't see Chandler down there so she grabbed a granola bar and banana before heading back up to her room to begin packing.

With both her suitcases spread open on her bed and all her clothes out of the drawers that she wouldn't be needing, Monica started her packing. Her books, shoes, and anything else that could be put away for the next 32 hours was shoved tightly in a suitcase.

Monica folded each article of clothing in a perfect square that would give her extra room for her bathroom supplies and maps. She was kind of upset that she didn't get a chance to actually shop for souvenirs or nik naks to remember her time in London. But maybe today when she was done with her packing and finished writing both reflection papers she would get that chance.

Down the hall Chandler was still getting ready.

He was throwing his dirty clothes in his suitcase that was on the floor and set aside for when they leave tomorrow morning.

He had a pair of plaid shorts and a plan white T-shirt on with his size 11 sneakers. His tooth brush was set in his mouth as he zipped up his bag and grabbed his phone putting it in his pocket along with his wallet before hurrying to spit.

Today Mrs. Emerson gave them an entire free day to do whatever. Being their last day she thought it would be nice for the kids to actually enjoy a little bit of this magnificent country. Kathy and Janice were most likely going to shop while the boys were heading over to the food and restaurants as everyone else was trying to write their paper they decided to hold off until now. Leaving Monica and Chandler alone to do whatever they pleased.

Chandler knew that Monica might want to work on her paper as well, so he would have to drag her out of her room to do anything fun. But that was something he was willing to do.

Monica sat at the small desk with her laptop in front of her and the paper pulled up on the screen. She was reading it over and over again trying to figure out how to wrap up her essay.

"You could feel the summer air drift through the Bancroft Gardens. It was magical and breathtaking that made me want to stay for hours. As the minutes drove by it seemed like seconds with the beauty of the daisies and the forest green lilly pads that caught my eye right away. I didn't want to leave."

Monica scanned it. Something about it didn't seem right. Was it the fact that her vocabulary was at a minimum, or maybe that she wished she used a better word than lilly pads?

Hearing a knock at the door, Monica jumped up from her seat to answer it. A part of her hoped it was just house keeping that she could tell to skip her room so they didn't have to kick her out. Monica needed to work on her paper, she had less than 100 words to go and she wasn't going to stop now.

"Yes?" She asked right as the door swung opened

"Well that's no way to greet your bf." He kissed her cheek and walked right in

"You're not my bf. Rachel is." She teased

"You know what I mean." Chandler went over to her bed to sit down but was stopped when her suitcases were spread out. "I see you are all done packing."

Monica shut the door and walked over to him "Yeah, I just finished." She told him before continuing her task at the computer.

He saw all her clothes were folded so neatly that his wrinkled ones looked like he just threw on hand me downs for the day. If she ever saw his room he was sure she would spend more time organizing his desk top then with him. But that was something he didn't have to worry about right now.

"So..." He sat on the edge of her bed "I hear the pool is opened."

"Yeah?" She said too into finishing the paper then what he was saying at the moment.

"And I hear no one is down there..." He eased her in

"That's great." She started typing

Chandler sighed and walked over to her side where he leaned against the desk and faced her "I'm saying lets go take a swim and relax."

"Chandler, I'm kind of in the middle of something." She finally looked up from her screen to meet his eyes

"Yeah but honey that can wait."

Monica paused unsure if she heard him right "What did you just say?" They have only been going out for four days. It was way too soon to have cute little pet names.

Although, it was shocking; she kind of liked it.

Chandler's heart stopped. What just happened? That wasn't suppose to be said, it just slipped out. 'Oh God, say something. Anything that will fix this.' He said to himself "Um...honey. There are-there are free honey buns in the lobby so it can wait, this paper can wait." He tried to rephrase. "We better go before they run out."

Monica giggled. "How about we go swimming instead?"

"That would be a good idea." He stood up straight as he tired to think of something logic to say next.

Monica smiled. It was adorable to watch him freak out. Is Chandler afraid of commitment? She wondered

"I'm gonna go get my trunks on, I'll meet you down there in ten?"

"Sounds good." She replied as he left her room to get ready.

Monica covered up with her towel as she walked down to the pool. She had on her sandals and her hair was up so it wouldn't get in her face. Walking into the pool room you could hear the water running over the drains and smell the chlorine in the air.

When she got there, Chandler was already in the pool. His towel was draped over the back of the chair and his flip flops were on the floor where he kicked them off before jumping in. "What are you waiting for? The water feels great." He brushed off the dripping H2O from his hair.

Monica hesitantly dropped her towel next to his.

Chandler watched as she took off her shoes and he was mesmerized by her body. Why hasn't he seen this part of her before, what could he have possibly been looking at?

Monica wore a pink and brown bikini and some swim shorts that went to her upper thigh. She fixes her straps so they were secure on her shoulders.

"Mon, you're killing me." Chandler whined "Are you going to get in the water or am I gonna have to come out and push you in?"

"I'm coming!" She absolutely hated being pushing in the water! After the incident she had with her brother Ross, she would much rather get thrown in with all her clothes on then get pushed in with her bathing suit.

Monica made her way over to the ladder and dipped her toes in. Surprisingly, it wasn't all that cold. Slowly, she made her way in the water where Chandler came up to her, crouched down so all that was above water were his head and shoulders.

"I'm pretty sure I aged since you got here." He said softly, coming up behind her.

Monica was still getting use to the water as she was barely moving. "I could always leave to my room and finish my paper." She retorted

Standing up fully he closed the gap between them "Have I kissed you yet?"

She shook her head "I don't believe you have." She snaked her arms around his neck and brought him closer.

"Aw, man."

Breaking away they looked towards the door where Joey Tribbiani stood with his swimming trunks, flippers and goggles on. "Now I can't practice my canon balls." He flapped his way to the side of the pool "You two really have it made for each other, ha?" He asked, sitting down so only his feet were in the water as he focused on fixing his goggles to fit his head.

Chandler looked back at Monica whose hands were on his chest, then back at Joey. "What do you mean, Joe?"

He shrugged "It just looks like you two love each other so much that you don't mind kissing in public where others could see you."

Monica turned from looking at Joey to Chandler waiting to hear what he has to say about that.

"We have nothing to hide."

Joey nodded "So I guess you don't mind me going out with Kathy?" He asked, knowing Chandler once had a crush on her.

Shaking his head Chandler turned his attention back to Monica "Whatever floats your boat."

"Oh she does...she does." Joey trailed off as he jumped in the water, soaking his goggles before putting them on. Pausing he looked back over at them "Do you have to wait before swimming after you eat?" He questioned

"Yeah." They both said in unison to get as much time alone as they possibly could.

"Aw, man." Joey whined before climbing back out.

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