𝐀 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐎𝐮𝐫𝐬 (𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐁𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

|| 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐞

A few weeks later, my paycheck rolled in, most of the money being spent on the loan. A few more months and I could finally leave this job. Just hope mum doesn't fall into another debt.

Speaking of mum, I got a call from her the other day. Of course I refused to speak to her before I knew the situation back there. It was bad and I was going to take a week's leave. The notice for it has already gone to Hannah and has been approved as well.

I leave today, on the special occasion of Rachel's birthday. And since I won't be here later on, I'm meeting with her now to give her the present I got. Going into Central Perk, we both took a seat on the couch just as her break started.

"Here ya go!"

She exclaims, putting down the mug on the table before turning to face me. Looking down with an amused smile, I raise the cup to my lips after saying, "You finally got my order right."

"Damn right I did," She adds, a proud smile adorning her face.

"By the way," Putting my mug down, I get the small wrapped box from the pocket of my coat and continue, "Here is your gift. I will be leaving the city for a week. Something came up and well, I need to go to Brooklyn and sort it out."

Pausing her movements, she placed the unwrapped box on the table and asked, "That's not very far from here so I guess that's good. But is everything alright?"

"Yes, yes it is. You don't worry, just open up your gift."

Opening the box, she let out a surprised gasp, placing a hand on her chest in awe before picking up an earring.

"This, oh this is so beautiful... You shouldn't have to! Oh Y/n this is just perfect!"

Hugging her, I joked, "I also have the receipt in case you might wanna return it."

"Are you kidding? I love this! Thank you, thank you so much for this."

Pulling away, we chatted for a while before she went back to serving coffee and me to my apartment to check if I had everything.

"So when are you leaving?"

Looking at the source of the voice, I found Chandler leaning against the door, sucking on a lollipop. Passing him a smile, I went back to packing my bag and responded, "Just in a few hours. I'll probably be leaving soon after Ross or I may go with him since he said he'd drop me."

"Oh he just left," Jerking my head towards him, I asked, "He did? But he promised me he'd inform me..."

Coming to sit beside me, he wrapped his hand around my shoulder, pulling me into him. Glancing up at him, I found him already looking at me as blood roared through my ears.

I don't know how it happened, but for a while we were stuck staring at each other when he suddenly took out the candy from his mouth and brought his lips closer to mine.

We stayed like that for a while, our lips touching but none of us made any move. Resting my hands on his chest, I carefully pushed him away, his eyes which were closed the whole time now opening.

Trying to read his emotions, a sudden fire lit up in my heart. Growing bigger and bigger with each second passing by until it reached the hay of emotions I had been bottling up.

Now it was me who kissed him. It was me who initiated the intimate moment between us as I drew him closer. His free hand grabbed my waist as I tugged his hair.

Breaking the kiss, we made eye contact as I mumbled, "We shouldn't be doing this."

"I know," He answered, short of breath.

Whispering, "Your taste in food got better," I once again pulled him. The lollipop now forgotten on the floor near us for which I will definitely be scolding him later on.

With his one hand still on my waist, his other on my cheek, I wrapped my arms around his neck, trying to bring us both as close as possible.

"I chose it just for you," He mumbled, his body weight pushing us down on the floor. Just as he moved down towards my neck, my landline rang.

"You gonna pick that up?" He asked, his face now in front of me. With his hair being a mess, he never looked hotter with that flushed rosy face as his eyes held a certain desire in them.

Coming back to my senses, my eyes widened as I knocked him back. Just when he landed on his butt, I sprung up onto my feet, shaking my head in disbelief when I went to pick up the phone.

"Heyy Y/n~ Whatcha doin?"

Glancing at Chandler who was now getting up from the floor, I answered, "Hey Hannah, nothing. I was doing nothing."

"Did you run a mile or something? You sound so out of breath- WERE YOU GETTING IT ON WITH SOMEONE?!?!?"

She spoke so loudly that Mr. I'm straight chuckled, which to my unfortunate luck, my friend heard.

Gasping loudly she exclaimed, "So nothing was indeed someone! Who's the guy-"

Cutting her call, my body stiffened as arms wrapped themselves around my waist, chest touching my back, his breath tickled my neck as I pushed him away from me once more.

He looked confused and hurt even, but I couldn't bear to go through the pain again. Raising my hand in a stop motion, he halted his steps.

"You should go Chandler."

"Did I do something wrong?"

"We kissed Chandler! Which by the way we shouldn't have!"

"Well why not?!?"

"Because!" I shouted as tears pooled in my eyes. Surprised, he slowly made his way towards me as if trying to tame a feral animal. Reaching his hands to pull me in a hug, I backed away, stopping him in his tracks.

With a trembling voice, I continued, "Because I have feelings for you Chandler," Maintaining eye contact, I said,

"Because this moment means so much to me and I know for you this might just be another kiss but for me Chandler, for me it's like a warm cosy blanket on a cold winter night. Or- or like sugar! Adding flavour to everything!"

"Y/n-"

"I'm not finished. Point is, I like you so very much. I have for a while now and with your silly jokes and stupid face and cute personality, you make me feel things I have never felt before! Which honestly is scary because you don't want commitment! That was one of the reasons we broke up before!"

With a river flowing out of my eyes, I choked a sob. My body trembled as I ran a hand through my hair.

"I gave you my heart, spilled my insecurities and ambitions and future goals and you just- you just- you never even opened up to me! Not even a little bit and it hurts so much! It's like being stabbed or- or stubbing my toe thrice in a row on the same spot!"

Composing myself, I pleaded, "Just- just go away. This was a mistake..."

Turning my back to him, I aggressively wiped my eyes using the sleeve of my shirt. Hearing the door close, I sank to the ground, hastily pulling my shit together before locking my apartment and bolting out of the place.

I felt overwhelmed, embarrassed, suffocated and angry. All these feelings which were swirling inside of me like a wild tornado finally burst as I speed walked to the bus station.

Chandler was someone who made me feel like myself, who made me feel as though I didn't have to pretend to be this great interesting person to impress people. He made me feel like everything was alright as long as I was with him.

It hurt when we broke up. And it hurts even more now, seeing as I was about to get my heart broken once again had I not stopped it before we went too far. I should have never come to New York in the first place. This is all my fault...