Joey tribbiani is known for his one night stands. When he became an award winning actor his friends thought that he would change. But no, he went back to his old ways after his first heart break. Can he change for the sweetest girl in New york, who...
Hi, I'm Abigail nightingale, you may know me from some Hollywood movies. My mom was born in Seoul and my dad Seattle. I am 30 ish and was born and raised in New York. It was here that I made the biggest mistake of my life.
Joey tribbiani was every teen girls crush. Including mine. He was sweet, sexy and most importantly, he was on Days of our Lives. Everyone's favourite Tv show. So when I met him in a coffee shop of course I sent over to say hi...
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This is me, abi
Abi's pov
Me and my friends walked into the new coffee shop near my apartment, giggling and laughing like schoolgirls. As we sat down on a table near the window, I felt eyes staring into the back of my head, I turned round quickly and noticed a familiar face who I couldn't put a name to. I watched secretly out of the corner of my eye as a young ish male was dribbling coffee down a shirt, too busy looking at me, much to his five friends amusement. They tapped him on the shoulder and the man quickly turned around and blushed beetroot red at something his friend muttered, whilst locking eye contact with me. This was going to be a long evening...
Joey's pov
"Wow" I muttered under my breath as a stunning girl strutted in, surrounded by some other girls, who were also pretty but nothing compared to her. Chandler whistled unhelpfully and Ross just stared at something on the floor. "Should I go up to her, or stay here? What do I do" I said. " I'm not great at girl advice" Chandler said, "Can I interest you in a sarcastic comment instead?" I glared at him before rearranging my hair in a mirror. Rachel and Monica looked at each other before bursting into laughter. "What?" I said indignantly. "Well, honey." Rachel began, " I have never see you get so worked up over a girl! " Monica finished. "What's that supposed to mean?!" I yelled, my cheeks tinged with crimson. "Look, I'll show you, I'll go up to her now and ask her out." " Bet" Phoebe asked. "Deal" I said.
