The only book I stand to cry while reading...The Fault In Our Stars. I just read it. I know I'm behind the people. I wasn't going to read it but everyone kept talking about it so I said WHY NOT? and now I know it's freaking amazing!
hugefriendsfan00 - I know! I love writing the beginning of their relationship so much! Thank you for reviewing!
Mondler2014/Guest - :) I could spot your review anywhere. You use such significant vocabulary that draws me into what you are saying that stands out and captures the meaning of the review. If that makes sense. Oh, and Chandler is 18 as well :)
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Guest - I have a feeling that after writing this fic so well a lot of people are reading all of my fics and I can't help but wonder if I should go back and fix the mistakes in the really old ones...don't judge just yet. After you read Young Love Never Last, you can judge all you want :)
RGfl - Well thank you :) I do try and make each plot, each adventure, each proposal different. I like a challenge and the fact that I've written...what 40something fics?...and not a single proposal or date is the same. Yeah, that's pretty amazing.
matteney - THANK YOU! I love writing background stories or even flashbacks the most! I'm not sure if I wrote a story without one. I'm just glad others are enjoying them much like yourself. It really gets a feel for what the character went through.
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The large growing sphere rose slowly in the dull morning sky. Casting sunbeams in every direction as it illuminated the city. You could hear the birds begin to chirp awake as the late workers finally turned off their lights in the lonely office. It was a normal weekday morning; adults rushing to work as kids run free from school. Young teenagers fighting the urge of boredom as they searched through papers for a summer job. Nothing but waitressing and babysitting available.
Chandler was the first one to feel the summer heat in the morning light. The way the sun shined down on his skin made it seem even tanner than it actually was. He hardly noticed the itchy-thick-grass he was lying upon with the focus of the small petite body next to him. With his arm under her neck and wrapped around her form, he couldn't move.
But it wasn't long before she felt the warmth of the body next to hers and the smell of a very familiar colon. Instantly knowing it was Chandler next to her, Monica leaned in closer and enjoyed this moment. With her arm draped over his chest and her legs entwined with his she began to wake up.
"Morning." He said hoarsely as he stretched out his muscles.
Monica's eyes finally fluttered opened, excepting the night was over. "Morning." She smiled and leaned up to give him a kiss when stopping suddenly at the realization of the fact they stayed out all night. "Oh my God." She quickly sat up "What time is it?" Monica asked to no one in particular as she grabbed Chandler's wrist that held a black watch, ticking away.
Half past seven.
"I'm going to be late." She hurried up and removed his jacket from her body that she figured he draped over her late last night, the moment before they fell asleep.
"Wait, lets get some breakfast first." Chandler answered in a calm manner that was the complete opposite of Monica's.
"I can't, I need to be at work in like twenty minutes." She told him. "And if my dad finds out I've been out all night he is going to kill me. And my mom is probably worrying..."
Chandler stood up and enveloped her in his arms "Hey." He turned her chin so she was looking at him "It's still early, they are probably sleeping." He rubbed up and down her arms "I'll get you back before they even realize the sun is up." He gave her a reassuring smile that calmed her down "And you won't be late for work."
Kissing her forehead, Monica knew he was going to be true to his words.
Breaking away he went up to the Go Kart "But if we are going to make it we gotta go because this engine can only take us so fast." And with those words Monica hurried to the passenger side.
When they pulled up her hair was tangled and Chandler's shirt was half up his chest from the wind blowing so hard.
Monica jumped out "How do I look?" She asked honestly
"Like you've been out all night." Chandler examined her
She sighed
"I'm kidding. You look beautiful, Mon." He said softly smiling up at her from sitting in the drivers seat.
From waiting outside by the mailbox when Chandler pulled up, Monica couldn't tell if they were already awake and waiting for her or not.
"There is only one way to find out." Chandler said looking through the window of her front room.
Taking a deep breath Monica started up the driveway, with just a few steps she glanced back to where she saw Chandler watching her.
There are certain things in life that suck. Pouring a big bowl of Fruit Loops and realizing you're all out of milk. Tripping up the stairs following behind a guy you like...with the entire class calling you 'klutz' the rest of the day. And then there was getting caught sneaking back in the house early in the morning after being out with a guy all night.
She prayed no one was up as she quietly shut the door behind her without any sound but a click to secure the door was sealed.
"Where have you been?"
Her eyes shot opened as she zipped around to find her older brother standing in his stripped pajama pants and an old state shirt. With her heart coming back down to normal speed, Monica walked past him to the kitchen where the sun shined through the blinds. "I decided to stay at Rachel's." She lied
His arms were still folded over his chest as he followed his little sister to the kitchen area. "Really?" He just grinned skeptically
Monica narrowed her eyes as she looked at him across the counter top "What, you think I'm lying?" She asked
Ross shrugged "No, it would just be hard to believe since Rachel called here last night asking for you." He said with his grin still plastered on his face
Monica sighed and broke eye contact.
"You are going to be in so much trouble when mom and dad find out."
Her head shot up "You wouldn't."
Stepping closer to the counter he asked "What's in it for me?"
Monica knew Ross could keep a secret but she also knew it would take a lot to convince him to keep that secret. And she needed to convince him quickly. "I'll do your laundry for a week."
He shook his head "Mom!" He yelled
"No!" Monica quickly added "I'll do it for a month."
"Oh, dad!" He yelled
"I'll do it for two...three."
Ross shook his head and Monica was almost out of time.
"I'll do your laundry for six months and get you a date with Rachel!" She said in a panic before her parents walked through the door.
Jack and Judy walked in fully dressed.
Ross had a huge grin on his face as he walked on the other side of the counter "Coffee anyone?" And Monica let her breath she didn't know she was holding, go. "Saved your ass." Ross muttered before filling the coffee mug
Brooklyn Diner was located on the corner of 7th Ave and W 42nd St. It was a small diner where a lot of teens go to hang out and order the best burgers and fries. With the neon lights and BIG Bold letters it attracted many tourists from out of state and a lot of young, hungry children just wanting to fill their small stomachs.
"So now you are telling me I have to go on a date with your brother?" Rachel asked as she sat on the other side of the counter.
Monica poured her some more water. "Please, just one date." She begged, putting down the pitcher to grab her small pad and pen to take an order. When Monica heard the bell on the door dig indicating a new customer was awaiting she shouted "I'll be right with you!"
"Now that is the service I like to hear. My girlfriend ladies and gentleman." Chandler smiled as he took a seat in a stool.
"Wow. You really don't care who knows about the two of you, do you?"
Chandler turned to where he saw a girl sitting just a seat away from him "I'm sorry?"
"Oh, you don't remember me." Rachel said knowing that he wouldn't but with a hint of annoyance to her voice. "Rachel, the best friend of your girlfriend."
Chandler nodded "The Green girl." He smiled "I remember you."
"Yeah, Green is just my last name. I'm not really a green girl." She cleared up
"Right, my bad." He apologized
"Non-taken." She shrugged it off, forgiving him already for a nickname him and his buddies probably had for her.
Monica was overhearing the conversation Rachel and Chandler were having as she finished taking someone's order.
"So Mon, I think you owe me something for doing this for you." Rachel continued their talk about the date with Ross before they were interrupted.
"Doing what?" Chandler chimed in
Monica looked over at him "I set her up with my brother because he caught me this morning sneaking back in and that was the only way I could get him to not say anything."
He nodded, understanding.
Taking a bite of her pickle, Rachel turned the attention back on her "So I'm going to make a list of things I would like." She wiped her hands on the napkin before tossing it on her plate. "And I will be sure to star the ones that are most expensive." She noted
Monica rolled her eyes as her friend stood up from the bar stool.
"You two love birds have fun. I need to go before my dad finds out I'm here and not on my way picking up Amy's sweet sixteen birthday cake." Rachel grabbed her purse and tipped Monica "This can go towards my special gift." Rachel teased
"Oh thanks." Monica said sarcastically before her friend turned and left the small diner.
Chandler smiled "I can see why she's your best friend."
Monica nodded and put the few dollars in her back pocket "Yeah, we grew up together." She started to pick up Rachel's plate "We know too much to turn on each other now."
He chuckled
"Order up!"
Monica heard the chef call out the window just before she turned towards the kitchen to grab the few plates that sat there waiting to be ate.
"I talked to my mom." Chandler said as Monica served the plates down at the end of the counter and refilled their glasses.
"Yeah? About what?" She asked walking back to stand next to him.
He fiddled with the napkin dispenser next to him so he didn't have to focus on her reaction to his answer "She wants to meet you."
Monica nodded slowly and ran her hand over the clean tiled counter tops. "Okay." Was all she said
"Okay?" He questioned
She nodded for a second time "When?"
"Tonight." He looked over at her.
The way her hair was up in a bun with a ribbon wrapped around was adorable to him. Not to mention she was wearing a 70's themed skirt and a button down blouse to match the mood of the restaurant but she also wore an apron around her waste to hold menus and her pad, and he couldn't help but smile at her uniform.
"What are you smiling at?" She asked, cracking a smile after seeing his.
He shook his head "I'm just thinking about how much I want to kiss you right now."
She continued to smile as she rested her elbows on the counter and leaned over "Well we can't have you waiting much longer, because you have a killer smile." Her voice got softer as he got closer
"Just for you."
Right as their lips touched her name was called.
"Monica."
She broke apart and turned where her boss was standing right outside his office.
"Is that your boyfriend?"
Monica looked back towards Chandler and silently nodded.
"No boyfriend. He a distraction." He said in his Italian accent
She rolled her eyes and sat up straight, knowing how difficult her boss could be at times.
"That's okay, I was just about to leave." Chandler told Monica, standing up "Sorry Sir." He apologized to the man still standing there. Rolling his eyes he disappeared back through his office doors. Chandler chuckled "So I'll see you tonight at seven? I'll pick you up?"
Monica nodded "Sounds good. I'll just tell my parents I'm going over to Rachel's for a couple hours." She took a shaky breath
He glanced back at the closed door before leaning over to peek his girlfriend on the cheek. "Don't worry. She is going to love you."
Monica gave a small smile. If only it was real.
"I'm nervous. I don't think I can go in there."
Chandler turned off the car and they sat there in silent for a while.
"I'm going to tell you something, but don't get mad."
Monica took her eyes off the closed door to look into Chandler's bright blue eyes.
He took a deep breath before saying what was on his mind "I ate a bug right over there by that rock." He pointed off to the side of the porch. "It was a very little bug and it was a dare. I didn't want to but they pressured me."
Monica began to laugh which brought a smile to Chandler's face.
"Feel a little better?" He asked hopeful
She nodded "You had me thinking she beat up the last girl you brought home."
Chandler unbuckled his seat belt "Nah." Opening up the car door he started to get out "You are the first girl I brought home. I have no stories yet."
Monica's smile dropped. She wasn't sure what to feel. Did this mean Janice never met his mom? Was she the only one because she meant more to him or was his mom strict with all his girlfriends?
"Are you coming?" Chandler looked back in his car to where Monica still sat.
"Ms. Bing, this chicken is amazing." Monica commented as they sat at the dinner table.
"Please sweetheart, I barely made it." Nora said as she sat on the opposite side enjoying her portion "Chandler is the export. You should have heard him right before he left to pick up you. 'Mom, the chicken is in the oven. It will be done in ten minutes. Don't forget it.' " She mocked
Monica turned to Chandler beside her "You didn't tell me you could cook."
"He can't." Nora said before Chandler could say a word "He has been watching cooking show after cooking show just so he could make you this special meal."
"Mom." Chandler begged her to stop
"Dear, don't be ashamed. It's a beautiful dinner."
He glanced over at Monica who was still feasting on the chicken.
It was silent for a few seconds before Monica started up another conversation trying to avoid the awkward moments for desperate measures only. "So Ms. Bing, Chandler told me you two use to live in England?"
"Oh yes." She put her fork down "A long time ago when Chandler was just a boy. It was so lovely there." She gushed "We lived in this tiny apartment building that was literally in the middle of the whole town. There was this one neighbor that I believed was dutch. He would always be yelling out in the hall..." She tried to think "What was he saying? Something about mooie..."
"je hebt een mooie kont." Chandler told her
"Right, right." She nodded, remembering it now
"What does that mean?"
Chandler laughed and carried on the story "Well he would say this when each girl walked out on him the next morning." He told Monica "So me and mom were carious as to what he was saying. We went online...well my mom did first to make sure it wasn't anything inappropriate. But she tried typing it into Google docs and what came up was 'you have a beautiful ass'." They laughed
"Like that was going to make the women stay." Nora added
Monica laughed harder "Oh my God." She had no idea what she was nervous about. She was starting to really like Chandler's mom and the relationship she had with her son. All her doubts about telling her parents vanished as well when experiencing this elegant dinner. With wonderful memories, maybe stories like these weren't too bad. But of course, they would all be embarrassing to her. She could see it now, a messy but somewhat peaceful dinner, then the moment her mother tells Chandler the day she tripped going up the stairs with her eyes focused on the paperback book in her hand and a glass of water in the other. How embarrassing that would be! She better enjoy this relationship while she still had it.
Once the dinner was over she offered to help clean up the kitchen.
"Well that is up to Chandler, dear. If he wants help or not." She smiled "But that is sweet of you to offer."
Monica walked up to the sink with her plate and handed it to him and that is where he explained "We have this rule that whoever makes dinner doesn't have to clean it up."
She shook her head as she handed him another plate to wash "Well I'm confused, didn't you make it?"
He nodded and turned to see his mother reading a book on the living room couch while enjoying the company of a glass of red wine.
"Yeah but she has had her nose in that book for days now. So I've been offering to clean up."
A smile came to her eyes. She saw a different side of Chandler Bing today that she knew she wouldn't see from any other teenage boy. "You're amazing." She said softly handing him another dish.
"Yeah, you wanna dry?" He asked pointing to the full dish rack
"I think I just lost my affectionate value towards you." She joked in a serious tone
Chandler took his hands out of the soapy water briefly to flick water at her. She gasped and was about to put her hand in the water when Chandler grabbed her wrist and pressed his lips against hers. They were starting to get into it when Nora interrupted.
"I don't mean to break up this rated R thing you got going in here, but Monica I just found the most adoring picture of Chandler." She smiled
"Mom, why don't you go back to your book. I'm sure Monica doesn't want to see all the pictures you dug out."
"What book?" She asked confused "I was looking at past photo albums." She grinned, waving Monica over.
Chandler watched as Monica dropped the rag and followed his mom in the living room.
Sitting down next to Nora on the couch where she handed her the hard cover photo book, she began to look at the small boy in every picture.
"These are pictures I took when he was just a baby." She told her "Isn't he adorable?" Nora took one out of the box "Oh and here is his first birthday. We had spaghetti." She explained, handing the picture over to Monica.
Taking it in her hand she smiled when seeing Chandler in his highchair covered in tomato sauce.
"And this one was his first day of school." Nora handed her another picture "I remember he begged me to stay with him."
Monica looked at the picture and saw Chandler wearing a small Ninja Turtles backpack.
"Oh and here is when-"
"Mom."
Monica's eyes were still focused on the pictures while Nora looked up to find Chandler standing in the doorway.
He walked over to Monica and took her hand. Grabbing the photo albums he handed them back to his mom. "Let's go." He helped her up and led her to his room where he closed the door behind them before pushing her up against the wall.
Moaning with passion, Monica pressed herself up against Chandler where she tangled her fingers through his hair. With his arms snaking around her body to her lower back they both broke away for much needed air.
His forehead rested against hers as he held her close. "I think I love you." He whispered as he tried to catch his breath
Monica's lips formed a smile as she closed her eyes. "Just tell me you'll always be there."
He nodded "I'm not going anywhere."
Running her lips across his she leaned back to look in his eyes "I think I love you too."
She didn't want to get hurt and she didn't want there to be a day when he is suddenly gone. There were no doubts, and there were no worries. It was them against the world.
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There may be some mistakes. I wanted to try and update sooner. Now let's see if it was worth it...