So, I'm officially screwed. I thought I could easily forget about the possibility of liking Joey. I honestly thought the next time I saw him he would aggravate the hell out of me and it would be a simple fix to my momentary lapse of judgment.

Instead, Joey stopped being as much of a pain. Well, I'm not sure if he became less of a pain or I suddenly stopped finding him such a pain. I'm pretty sure it's not just me. He actually says hello to me when he sees me now, that's new. We even make small talk occasionally. Don't get me wrong, he's no angel. He still enjoys making snarky remarks and laughing at my expense whenever the situation calls for it. He still rushes me becuase he's bored and impatient, but something did shift and it's worrying me more and more.

Another problem is we're going to more events now. Events are worse than dinners or casual outings. Events mean longer nights, non-stop interactions and over the top displays of affection. Joey is still so good at pretending to be a couple. He has so many romantic one-liners. He talks about me like I'm the most wonderful person in the world. He holds my hand all night and he kisses me - those little, sweet kisses.

The other weird part is, I now know all of his friends. I've met his co-stars multiple times, I've met his other friends, I've met his whole team - everyone he surrounds himself with. They all know me as Joey's boyfriend even though none of it is real. I feel like I'm becoming a part of his life and I don't want to forget I'll probably never see these people again in a few weeks.

The worst part is the sex. By worst part, I mean it's even better now and it's been happening way more often. I don't want to admit this, but I feel more connected when I'm with him, I'm comfortable with him. It's more careful, more enjoyable and I kind of ... can't get enough.

I'm so much in my head for the entire next month, it's constant debating in my head of how I feel and if a little thing Joey does or says to convince people we're together is real or not. Then, there's a lot of yelling at myself that nothing is real and Joey is an actor. I think im going a little mad.

I finally decide I need to stop caring about whether I like Joey. Even if I do, I will never admit it and it could never work. Besides, the truth is I probably don't like Joey, I maybe like the fake boyfriend he's pretending to be. Who wouldn't, my fake boyfriend is caring, sweet and loving. The real Joey, on the other hand, is only great sex.

I decide I'm going to let myself enjoy the last month we have left together. No matter what, in one month from now our contract will end and it will be over. I finally accept this fact and things get a lot easier. I relax and stop worrying about my feelings becuase I understand they don't matter.

One night, Joey is at my apartment and we're discussing where we want to go for this Saturday's outing. Usually Saturdays are some sort of afternoon date although we're both terrible at deciding these.

"I don't know... why don't we walk through Bryant Park, it's getting close to Christmas - they always have those shops," I suggest.

"There will be too many people," Joey argues.

"Okay, then let's just go shopping," I go back to an idea I offered earlier.

"Ugh, no," Joey grunts.

I roll my eyes - see he still annoys me.

"Then, I'm out of ideas," I give up.

"How about that coffee shop?" Joey throws out an idea.

"Okay, which coffee shop?" I respond irritated.

"The one by Central Park," he clarifies.

I freeze at the mention of my old staple coffee shop.

"Central Perk? Why would you want to go there?" I question him.

He shrugs.

"Maybe your friends will be there," he reasons casually.

This response amazes me.

"Why would that make a difference?"

"Maybe I would meet them... if they were there," Joey answers, surprising me even more.

He wants to meet my friends? Okay, don't overthink it Chandler, I'm sure this means nothing.

"I uh, don't actually keep up with them... I was hoping to run into them to catch up," I explain sheepishly.

"Do you have any friends?" Joey bluntly asks me.

My eyes widen.

"Yes," I claim, with an offended expression for him.

"Who?" he presses the topic further.

"Dan," I spit a name out.

"Who's Dan?"

"He's marketing in my company."

"And when do you hang out with him?" Joey tests me.

"At...work," I mumble, feeling my face blush a bit.

Joey narrows his eyes at me.

"That's a co-worker," he opposes.

I shake my head.

"Okay fine...Gunther is my good friend," I scramble to think of anyone.

"He didn't even remember you," Joey recalls.

Now, I'm beyond shocked that Joey even remembered who Gunther is. I can't believe he was even paying attention that day, he was so annoyed I was stopping into Central Perk at all and somehow he remembered Gunther and that I was asking about my old friends. Does he pay more attention to me than I realize? Okay, I need to calm down. Maybe he is just so good at remembering things because he's an actor... yeah that's probably it.

"I can't believe you remembered that," I express in disbelief.

"It was a weird name," Joey reasons, but it sounds like a cover to me.

No, it's not a cover - stop overthinking this. Instead, I'm left to admit the truth of the matter.

"Okay, I don't really have friends," I admit to him.

"Well, that's sad," Joey states.

"Thanks, I didn't realize," I speak sarcastically.

"Sorry."

Now, he apologized? Who is this guy?

I'm too curious - I have to ask one more thing.

"Why, you wanted to meet my friends? I ask.

He takes a moment to respond to this one.

"I don't know, I just thought it made sense since you've met all of mine," he finally says.

Okay, I'm officially overthinking it. Why would Joey care about meeting my friends when we only have a month left in our contract and this is all fake anyway? Unless, it's not fake? I can't begin to think Joey might actually like me, it's not possible. I know he's changed a bit, but he still hasn't done anything to make me think he actually likes me. If acting like a couple in public is supposed to be a sign, he can't expect me to think it's real - why would it be?

I've been struggling for the past month to finally stop myself from thinking for even a second that any of this might be real. Now, he wants to meet my friends even though there's no reason to? We wouldn't be photographed with them, it wouldn't help our PR, there would be no benefit except for him to meet people who matter to me. Of course, I lost touch with pretty much all of my friends so I guess there is no one to meet now. But still, how can this not mean something? God, I wish I had friends for him to meet.