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Y/N POV

me and chandler were in his front room watching a movie.

we have been for an hour now.

and for an hour ive been okay. i haven't thought, i haven't cried, ive just been … happy.

i tried to avoid my feelings about chandler but they just keep coming back.

i try not to put any thought while im with him.

i just enjoy us being together.

i don't know what to call us. but i don't really care.

i laid my head on his chest. hearing the beating of his chest.

i closed my eyes to the pattern of his heart beating.

2 hours later.

i woke up in chandlers bed.

still fully dressed, thank god.

but, chandler wasn't there.

i sat up and stretched my arms as i yawned.

i picked up the blanket and threw it off of me as i stepped out bed.

as soon as my feet touched the carpet, my toes wiggled adjusting to the texture.

i walked out of the room and down the stairs.

my toes wiggled even more since the floor had turned to tile. leaving my feet freezing.

i went into the kitchen but, no one was there.

i yawned a little more and sat on the counter as i pulled out my phone.

no text messages.

no phone calls.

weird.

i scrolled through social media, not missing much.

then, i heard the door open.

i got so frightened i froze and my whole body tensed up.

it relaxed when i heard chandlers voice.

" y/n!? " he called to upstairs.

i let out a relieved sigh.

" im in here! " i yelled back.

i heard his foot steps get closer.

he came in with food.

thank god, im starving.

he set the food down and walked over to me , grabbing me from the waist and setting me down

" i brought some food,"

i licked my lips and he laughed.

i laughed too then ran to the bag.

i grabbed a burger and fries and milkshake.

chandler just laughed as he brought the rest of the bag to the small table we were eating at, made for too.

i always wondered about chandlers house.