Hi Baby

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Monica's POV

Staring into the mirror I try to relax my tensed muscles, tears brimming in my eyes that I can't seem to control. I twist around sighing, partly at the image gaping back at me, partly at myself.

I stroke over the small bulge that is now my ever-growing stomach, a slight smile pulling at my lips, I love this baby so much already, and yet when I see myself in the mirror, I want to break down and cry. I force my thoughts to the back of my mind and quickly apply some lip gloss before grabbing my bag and heading out to the living room.

I'm now around 2 months pregnant and today I finally get to see the tiny human growing inside me, Chandler arranged to pick me up so he could drive me. Pure gentleman.

A knock at the door drags me out of my trance.

"Come in!" I yell, looking around to check there's nothing else I need. My door opens revealing a Chandler I don't recognise, no suit and tie really does change the way you look at a man. He doesn't look bad, just different. He's wearing jeans with a jumper and collared shirt, and his hair is styled normally.

"Hi" He grins taking a couple of steps into the apartment. He looks around taking in his surroundings, my hands rub together as I wait anxiously. "Neat place, I love it"

Taking a deep breath, I smile and head towards the kitchen, "Thank you, how are you?" I gulp down the last mouthfuls of water left in my bottle and toss it into the trash.

"I'm really good thank you, are you okay?" I turn to him and see that he is eyeing me curiously.

"Yes, why wouldn't I be?"

"No reason. Ready to go?" I nod and make my way to the door and wait patiently for him. I lock the door and follow him out to the car, all conversation lost between us. I hate that it's so awkward.

Just as I reach out to the passenger door, his hand beats me there pulling it open for me, I smile up at him nudging his arm as I get in. My heart flutters, I ignore it.

His door shuts and he fires up the ignition, I close my eyes and take a couple of deep breaths when the feeling of nausea creeps up on me.

"Monica?"

I shake my head, "Just go or we will be late." I breath deeply through my nose waiting for the feeling to subside. "Nausea" I explain when it finally starts to grant me mercy.
Chandler nods in understanding, "Are you sure that's the only things bothering you? Because you know you can tell me anything."He glances in my direction, careful not to make eye contact.

I stare out of the window at the blurred trees, my hands are shaking and my chest feels like someone is sat on top of me, pushing me into the ground.
I twist around, when a hand touches my shoulder gently. Chandler jerks his hand away slightly, genuine worry set across his face. He must notice my shaky hands because he reaches down taking one and strokes it gently with his thumb.

"Can we talk about it later?" I beg, needing to get this scan over with to ease this pain inside me.

"Sure we can, do you maybe want to get a takeout and watch a movie tonight?" I can hear the tentative edge to his voice and my heart races a little.

Me and Chandler agreed since I told him I was pregnant that we would be friends, but seeing as I am carrying his child, I need to spend some time with him I suppose. Rachel, and my brother Ross decided to go to the movies with a guy Rachel met the night we went to the Bar called Mark. I told Rachel I was meeting Chandler today, so she probably thinks we need time alone or something.
Tomorrow we are having everyone over for lunch, including this Mark guy and Phoebe, and I'll finally get round to telling them I'm pregnant.

It has been torture not telling Rachel seeing as pregnancy symptoms aren't always the easiest to hide, but I think I've managed quite well.

I break out of my daze, by head back against the head rest, turning to face Chandler.
"I would love to."

He smiles, a slight tinge of pink prickling his cheeks.

After 20 minutes of listening to boring radio music and announcements we making it to the doctors office.

I check in at the reception desk and find a seat in the waiting area. Chandler stands beside me as there are no free seats, his arm around my shoulders, his fingers barely resting against my shoulder, and I honestly don't think he realises what he's doing.

"Monica Geller?"

I stand, smiling, and follow the kind nurse to another room, Chandler following suit.

"Hi Monica, how are you today?" I'm greeted by Doctor Pierce, I've had him as my doctor for a couple of years, I begged that I could stick with him as he knows all of my past, fortunately he was willing to stick with me too.

"Hi, I'm good thank you." I turn and grab Chandler's hand, "this is Chandler, he is the father."
Dr Pierce nods in Chandler's direction, a bright glint of happiness in his eye that i can't quite fathom. I move over to the bed and stretch out, pulling my sweater up over my stomach.

The doctor squirts freezing cold gel onto my lower stomach, and pulls the wand out that's attached to a machine and computer screen. Chandler stands behind the bed, gripping my fingers in his tightly. My heart is in my throat, but his hand wrapped around mine is more comforting than I would like to admit.

The wand touches my stomach, spreading the gel out, "Here we go" the doctor mumbles peering at the screen. His finger points at a tiny, white, bean-sized area in the middle of darkness, "There it is."

I gasp, tears pouring down my cheeks, I can't manage to look away, at the moment it is a white blur of colour. I don't care, that there is my baby. Doctor Pierce turns a knob on the side of the machine and noise fills the room.

My eyes close and I cry out loud this time, that is my baby's heartbeat.

"This will stay on the screen for you, I'll just wipe off the gel, and then get a sonogram image sorted for you, that'll give you a couple of minutes to yourselves." He wipes the gel gently off of my stomach, throwing the paper towels in the trash before leaving the room, a smile embedded on his face.

I turn to Chandler, his face red, lip quivering as he cries. Pulling down my sweater I sit up and swing my feet off of the bed, Chandler meets me on the other side of the bed, perching beside me.
My arms wrap around his shoulders my tears soaking into his jacket, "It's incredible" I whisper.

Chandlers arms tighten around my waist as he shakes his head, "You're both amazing, I already love it so much" I know what he means, it's hard to understand how you can love something so much that you have never met. "Thank you"

I pull back, "No thank you, you've given me a reason to carry on. Two reasons actually." I plant a kiss on his cheek, hugging him immensely.

Doctor Pierce returns carrying a sonogram picture of the baby, however his face says everything but happy.

"Monica, I was wondering with it would be possible for me to weigh you? I just want to ensure you're both as healthy as possible, given your difficult past."

My foot begins to tap frantically against the floor, my hands behind to rub together and my heart threatens to pound out of my chest. I try to take deep breaths, but panic continues to build within me, cascading through my veins.

All noise is drowned out my a deafening ringing in my ears as tears stream down my face, I bury my face in my hands, and cry hysterically.

A/N: Sorry it has been so long guys! I have now started A levels and a job which I LOVE.
I am really happy to be back writing again as well!
Thank you so much for your support.

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