Choosing you [Joey. T]

the one with the flashback

"wait wait i have a question. since i'm the newest i would like to know which one of the seven of you has slept with one of the seven of you?" andrew asked the group one day while they were all sitting in the coffee house.

"wow it's like a dirty math problem."  phoebe said laughing.

"uh none of us." ross answered for the group obviously not referring to the two couples.

"cmon over the years none of you ever got ya know, drunk and stupid? cause i mean when we..." andrew began saying while pointing to himself and camila but quickly shut up.

"well that's really a different question." joey told him.

"it's just hard to believe that a group that's spends so much time together as you guys do has never done something with each other." andrew said insisted.

"well there was that one time that monica, rachel and camila got together." joey told him.

"what?!"
"excuse me?"
"joey! there was no time." the three girls called out in disbelief on what he was saying.

"okay, but let's say there was, how might that go?" he asked smirking.

"well answer me this, have any of you ever... almost?" andrew asked.

the group got silent and began looking at certain people before they all got up and left causing andrew to burst out in fits of laughter.

three years earlier.

camila was walking to her new apartment, and just as she was going to go in she sees a very attractive man walking down the stairs.

"hi." she said softly giving him a sultry smile.

"hey." he returned with a smirk.

she then walked into her apartment and he stood there for a bit watching her before walking off. seconds later he was back knocking on her door.

"oh hi again." she said as she opened the door, she had taken off her coat and was now in a tight cropped tank top causing joeys attention to be taken away for a second.

"hey, how you doin?" he asked leaning against her doorframe. she giggle and began blushing.

"is there something i can help you with sir?" she asked trying to calm herself down.

"joey. and yea i was wondering if i could take you out one of these days?" he asked her.

"oh um , sure. here's my number." she said grabbing the pen on the table next to her door and scribbling her number onto his hand.

"thank you beautiful." he said seductively before using his other hand to reach up and push her hair behind her ear.
"woah, okay, uhh, call me." she told him before walking back into her apartment and closing the door.

later that night she sat at a table in the bar near her apartment with her friend andrew.

the two had been drinking and were starting to feel the drinks. they laughed about everything the other was saying and just enjoying each other's company.

"ya know, we could start heading to your new apartment so you can show me around, or was can just go outside to my car." he whispered in her ear.

she giggle and nodded.
"let me go freshen up real quick, I'll meet you outside."

she rushed towards the bathroom and bumped into a guy.

"oh i'm sorry." she apologized.

"it's okay, i'm chandler." he said extending his hand.

"camila." she told him and shook his hand. she then continued her way to the bathroom and he stood there watching.

he was so caught up watching camila walk away he didn't even notice monica come up behind him.

"stop watching that girls ass, you don't even know her." she said.

"oh i will, don't worry." chandler before following her back to the pool table.

and he did, three nights later camila was back in the bar alone since andrew had gone back home to brooklyn.

she took a shot and watched everyone around her. she sat alone for a while until a man came up to her.

"come here beautiful let's dance." he said extending his hand.

"no thank you, my boyfriend should be getting here soon." she told him with a bit of fear. the man was very intoxicated and very much bigger than her.

"i said come here." he told her and grabbed her wrist tightly and began to drag her to towards the door. she yanked her arm to try and get out of his grasp but it was useless.

"hey let her go!" a man said behind her. she turned around and saw that it was the guy she ran into the other night, chandler.

"i'm not afraid of you buddy." the man said getting closer to chandler. in a split second chandler threw a punch at the bigger man and then was quickly hit with one as well. but the second he threw his punch at chandler, camila was able to slip out of his hold and behind chandler.

other men in the bar were quick to stand up and throw the man out.

"oh my god. thank you!" she said hugging him. she look at his face and saw a bruise already starting to form.

"cmon let me help you with that, you live around here?" she asked him and he led her to his apartment.

on the way into his apartment she grabbed a baggie and filled it up with ice and followed him to his room.

"let's come in here, i just got a new roommate and i don't want to disturb him."

she sat opposite of him and began to ice his cheek.

"thank you for helping me." she told him again.

"you don't need to thank me." he responded softly.

"no i do, if it wasn't for you then who knows what would have happened to me."

as she iced his cheek he stared at her, catching her eye every few glances.

"you're so beautiful." he let slip out.

a small blush formed on her cheeks as she thanked him and looked down. chandler reached and with his hand under her chin he raised her face to look him in the eyes. he stayed there for a second before he leaned into her and kissed her.

the kiss was soft at first. this was a type of kiss she hadn't had before, so soft and gentle but then so passionate at the same time.
that night was the first of many the pair spent together. the start to a new era that would lead to a family.