The One With The Secret Admirer Chapter 4

A/N: So guys, here's the new chapter. It's pure Monica and Chandler goodness :D It's my Christmas treat for you guys! Have a wonderful holiday!

Back at the Library

"Ok now, if you'll just go up there the ceiling and check if the vent leads to a way going out of the building." Chandler told her as he piled up tables and chairs for Monica to go up too. "What?! You're letting me go up there instead of you?" Monica asked with a loud voice, not wanting to believe Chandler. "Hey, I'm doing my part by piling up these tables and all you have to do is climb. Chandler said nonchalantly. "But, I'm a girl! Wow. Huh, thanks for being a gentleman!" Monica complained. "Okay, if you should know, this is the best option for us. See, if I was the one going up there you may not be able to hold on to these chairs for support. I might fall. You don't want a dead body lying around with you, right?" he explained. "Are you saying that I'm weak because I'm a girl? I'm freakishly strong!" Monica said while hitting Chandler's arm. "Woah! Easy with the arms! Will you just listen? Look at the hole, I'm too big to fit in there." he pointed at the square opening of the ceiling. "And look, one more for my contribution, I already opened it for you." he added. "Okay, but hold really tight on the chairs!" she retorted without hiding her nervousness. "Count on it." he said while helping Monica up the first table. Monica remembered that she was wearing a dress and looked at Chandler and saw that he was casually whistling softly while looking up at her body. "Don't look!" Monica screamed which caused the table to wobble a little. "I wasn't looking at the things that should not be looked upon! I was looking at you so I could hold the table better!" he defended himself. Monica didn't answer back and continued going in the vent. "Do you have a flashlight?" she asked. "Why would I have a flashlight? I'm not somebody who goes in at night and creeps on people's houses." he replied. "But, it's dark in here! And also, you could have just said no." she answered, annoyed with how Chandler finds a way to make jokes out of everything. "Just follow the light, that's the way out." Chandler wanted to go home but he didn't mind being stuck with Monica for the night. "But, there is no light." Monica answered, a hint of worry in her tone. "Then there is no way." he said.

They continued finding ways to go out of the library. The windows were locked from the outside. The fire exit was also locked. "You'd figure they would be sued for fire safety issues they have here." Chandler told Monica. "Why are all the ways locked?!" Monica exclaimed. "Oh, let's try removing the air-conditioning unit!" she added as she saw one at the corner. They tried to remove the unit, which was not placed securely. They were about to celebrate when they saw that the other side was just an empty room containing maintenance equipment, and not the outside.
Finally, they both got tired from all the lifting that they did. Monica sat on the floor against one of the bookcases with a panicked look on her face. Chandler sat beside her which was too close for Monica's comfort. She scooted a little to the other side which made Chandler chuckle. He didn't mind though because he was so sleepy. After a few minutes he dozed off. Monica noticed him and she tapped him on the head. "Hey, I was already on the good part of my dream!" Chandler said groggily. "We don't have time to sleep! We need to go home tonight! Now, get your lazy ass off there and help me find a way to get out of here." Monica said firmly. Chandler stood up lazily and followed her wherever she went. She kept on inspecting corners that may have passages on them, but still to no avail.

Chandler decided to stop trying and went back to the middle of the library. He then started bringing two tables beside each other and put his bag on another table. "What do you think are you doing?" Oh I'm just arranging our bed for the night, aren't I sweet?" Chandler told her with a foolish grin. "What?! I don't plan on staying here for the night! And especially with you, most especially beside you!" she answered, picking up her bag from the table. "Uh, we already tried everywhere and there certainly aren't any ways to get out now. The doors are locked, the windows are locked, the ceilings are no use. Do you want me to put a hole in the wall? Too bad I forgot my driller at home." he quipped. "You'll have to accept that we'll stay here for the night. Besides, it's not so bad, you're here with me." Chandler ended with a smile. "No thanks, I'll be going home tonight. Enjoy sleeping and may you have nightmares!" "Oh, that's so sweet of you!" he said sarcastically. "Okay, whatever you say. Good luck. I'll just be here enjoying the coziness of my new bed." Chandler told her while he laid down on the table.

Monica was about to turn around when Chandler started humming a familiar tune. It was Careless Whisper by George Michael. Monica's eyes grew wide when Chandler started turning off some lights then threw away his cap and jacket. He then started dancing a playful sexy dance to which Monica shrieked. "Chandler? Chandler?! What are you doing?!" Chandler went on doing his dance moves shifting from his Chandler dance to the playful sexy dance that he was doing a while ago. Monica then started running away from Chandler. "Ahhh! Pervert! Pervert! I knew it! That's why you're creeping on me! Oh my God! This was your entire plan! Pervert! Criminal! Ahhh!" She shrieked. "Hey, I was about to show you my best moves!" Chandler said innocently. Of course he isn't going to do anything bad to Monica. He respects her. He cares for her. He just really wants to have fun, well you know, be Chandler. Chandler always finds a way to make a joke out of everything. Chandler always wants to make heavy situations lighter. He then went on chasing Monica, while busting off some moves. "Hey Monica, I'm just entertaining you! Come on, we're just having fun! If you dance too then it wouldn't be so weird. Don't you appreciate how good of a dancer I am?" Chandler finally got hold of Monica but then she sprayed some perfume on his eyes."Monica! Oh my God! That hurts. Oh God! Monica! Ahhh!" Chandler shouted in pain.

Monica continued wandering and found the computer room."Ah yes! The computer room! There's the e-mail. I could e-mail Ross and the information office!" She thought to herself. She could hear Chandler from the room. "Ahh Monica! What if I go blind? Then I wouldn't be able to see your long hair; I wouldn't see your blue eyes. I wouldn't see that cute faces you make when I annoy you. What kind of world would that be?" Chandler blabbed on. Monica was in the middle of writing an e-mail when the power went off. It turns out, Chandler accidentally hit the main power switch of the library when he was swaying his hands back and forth due to the pain in his eyes. "Oh my God!" Monica shouted while quickly getting off the chair. She was so afraid. If there's one thing she doesn't like, it's the dark. "Man, wrong time to have a blackout. Or maybe the lights were just switched off?" She continued while carefully walking out of the computer room, taking note of all the obstacles. Chandler freaked her out a while ago but she was so scared that she can't stand to be alone. "Chandler?!" Monica called out. "Monica!" Chandler answered. "Chandler, where are you?!"

Meanwhile, Chandler passed by a white curtain serving as a divider for a part of the library. He accidentally removed it and it covered his body. Monica was walking backwards and Chandler was walking with no direction as he can't see anything. They suddenly bumped at each other. Monica looked at the thing she bumped at and fearfully screamed. "Aaaaaaaaahhhhh!" Chandler also responded with a scream. "Aaaaaaaaahhhhh!" Then he suddenly calmed down. "Monica?" He asked. "Chandler?" she whispered. "Monica? Monica?" She then removed the white curtain from the thing. "Chandler!" She was so relieved that she hugged him. Chandler couldn't keep the foolish smile of his face. He was doing his cutest smile with the scrunched nose. "I was so afraid, I thought you were a ghost." Chandler was feeling so good, hugging Monica tight. "Don't be afraid Monica, I told you I'm not leaving you and you're safe with me. I'll always be here ready to hug you if you need one." he reassured her; not letting go. Monica then came back to her senses and drew a suspicious look on her face. She suddenly let go of Chandler. "Wait a minute! I see where this is going! All you do is annoy me, and scare me, and you're a pervert! That thing you did earlier, uhh pervert! pervert!" She exclaimed. "Heyyyyyy! I'm a pervert? I'm the one who's a pervert?! If someone's a pervert here, it's gotta be you! You're the one who jumped on me and hugged me! And by the way, the dance routine I did earlier was totally conservative. You just don't appreciate the art of dancing!" Chandler said confidently. "You're the pervert! Ahhh!" Monica just stormed off and sat on the corner.

Chandler approached Monica a few minutes later. "Hey, still getting stuck on the idea that you'll get home tonight?" He questioned. "No. And get away from me pervert." Monica said unenthusiastically. "Okay, but my bed is waiting there, ready for one more occupant. And look, I got a bed sheet!" Chandler proudly said while holding up the white curtain. "And hey, I'm sorry if you are offended by the dance I did earlier. I guess you're just not a fan, huh? Or maybe I'm just that bad. Oh poor me, another dream to give up on. Hey, I promise, that thing earlier was just one of the silly things I do. I'm a good guy." he said with sincerity. Monica just looked up a him. "Now, if you'll excuse me." She watched him spread out the curtain then lay down with his backpack as pillow. Within a few minutes, Chandler was sleeping like a log. She thought he looked cute with the way half of his face is buried on the bag. She finally decided to call it a night and laid down on the other table that Chandler prepared as her bed. She was lucky to be stuck with Chandler; sarcasm and inappropriate jokes aside, he was genuinely a good and sweet person. She wondered what would have happened to her if she was there all alone or if she was with another person.

Chandler woke up in the middle of the night. He smiled when he saw that Monica gave in and decided to sleep beside her anyway. He got up a little to take a small look at her. Even in the dark, he could still see her beauty. Her soft long locks are carefully placed on either side of her face. Her face is perfect with those gorgeous lips and cute little nose. He also admired how she was sleeping peacefully. He never thought that he would be able to witness her sleeping beautifully this early. Yes, he already pictured them together, being married. And he would never have day when he'll wake up and not have her beautiful presence be the first thing he sees. That's how optimistic he is, that through his persistence, he could make Monica love her the way he does. That she'll let him make her happy the way she does every time she makes her cute little snorted laughs when she reads his jokes. He'll always be there for her, no matter what happens. That's how much he loves her. "God, I want to kiss her right now." Monica was originally sleeping sideways, facing against him but she was a restless sleeper that she rolled off facing him. Chandler now had a better view of her. "I know her eyes are beautiful, but I never noticed how wonderful her lips are." he thought to himself. He can't take away the smile on his face. With no hesitation, he leaned on to kiss her. Slowly, he did; as he is still afraid of what the consequences of his upcoming act will be. His lips were about to reach hers when suddenly; "Snnnnozzxxxxfghhhh". She held out the cutest snore he had ever heard. He wanted to laugh out loud but he stopped himself. He put his hand in his mouth and continued laughing. He was quietly tapping the table on the process. "I'll take that as a no, then." He thought.

It was already 8 in the morning. Chandler and Monica were still sleeping, but now more closely beside each other. Their still facing each other as their foreheads were touching each other. Chandler let out a moan as he slowly woke up, which made Monica move away and start to wake up too. Chandler still has his eyes closed but he was already stretching his arms and feet out. They bolted up when they heard people roar in chorus. "Oooooooohhhhh! They slept together!" They were looking all around them; the room was filled with students and the librarian was standing behind them. "What are you doing here?!" The librarian asked in a very serious tone. Monica and Chandler's eyes both grew wide with Chandler giving out his innocent look on his face and Monica having a fearful look on hers. "Mr. Bing, Ms. Geller, what are you doing here?! The librarian questioned once again. Chandler looked at Monica then realized what the people are thinking about this. He then grabbed the curtain and struggled to "cover himself up". "Oh Ma'am, it's not what you think. Oh no no no! We didn't do anything besides sleep beside each other. Nothing more, we swear! We are both fully dressed, see! It's not what you think! We'll explain everything!" Chandler explained. Monica, just kneeled on the table, without uttering a word. She just kept looking around and was lost for words. "You can give out all the reasons you have Mr. Bing, but not an excuse. Follow me to the dean's office!" The librarian replied. "Ooooohhhhhhhhhh!" The people continued to yell out. "Quiet!" The librarian scolded the other students. "Come on Monica, she said follow." Chandler told Monica as he gestured a hand. Meanwhile, Rachel and Phoebe also went to the library early that morning to see Monica's look after her stint alone at the library. "Oh gosh Phoebe she was not alone!" Rachel said. "That guy Chandler Bing!" Phoebe held out a gasp. "Oh I bet something happened between them last night." Rachel suspected. "But, Monica's so old-fashioned and naive!" Phoebe remarked. "But that's Chandler Bing! He's a Bing! Yeah, he makes weird jokes but he's the son of one of the most powerful millionaires of New York! And, he's kinda cute too." Rachel noted.

The Dean's Office

"This is a very serious matter and could be on the grounds of expulsion. I can't believe you would put yourselves in this kind of situation; especially you, Mr. Bing, with your family reputation and all. You've committed acts of lasciviousness." The dean told them in a slightly angry tone.
"Acts of lasciviousness?!" They both shouted in disbelief.
"I really need to talk to your parents." The dean continued.
"But please Dean, Sir! You can't let my parents know. Nothing like that happened." Monica pleaded.
"I'm sorry Ms. Geller, but parents need to be notified of cases like this." The dean said calmly.
Monica and Chandler walked out of the room defeated. "This is your entire fault! If you haven't made that stupid "bed" of yours we wouldn't be on the grounds expulsion!" Monica told him, letting out all her frustrations. "But, you gotta admit; it was comfy right?" Chandler quipped. "God! I hate you! I'm talking to you about a very serious matter and you still bring out a joke?! All you do is ruin my day with your annoying jokes, and stalking me around! Is that you're mission, huh; to make my life miserable? Please stop Chandler, please! You're making things worse!" Monica let it all out and she brought herself to tears. "I-I'm sorry, Monica. I didn't know you felt that way. I don't want to make your life miserable; in fact, I want to make your life better." "Well, you seem to be doing a pretty good job at that!" Monica answered back sarcastically. "Wait, Monica, let me explain!" Chandler shouted as Monica was walking briskly towards the gate. He wanted to follow her but he knew that would just make her hate his guts even more. "Now, I screwed up." Chandler thought.

A/N: Review, review, review please! :) And again, Happy Holidays, everyone! More on Hannah and Ross in the next chapter!