{joey tribbiani ff}
•book one•
Heather Bing moves to New York, hoping that her life will continue to be as perfect as it currently is. She has a comfortable place to live, friends to laugh with and a boyfriend that she truly loves.
"I could've reach...
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chapter seventy eight ~ the one with the bet Heather's POV
Our secret meeting place was the rooftop. Whenever the apartments were busy or there was something going on and we couldn't have five minutes to ourselves, we would escape up to the roof and stay there for as long as possible before it got too cold. Today, I had gone up to the roof without even thinking about it, I had a long day in work and everything was overwhelming me. Not only did I have Melissa breathing down my back asking me everything about my relationship, which she didn't know was a secret but I was also worrying about Phoebe, who had gone to the hospital to get implanted and would possibly be pregnant the next time that I saw her. I didn't tell anyone that I was there but after a few minutes, I heard footsteps and two arms wrapped around my waist from behind me.
"Everything okay?" Joey asked quietly, sensing that I was thinking about something.
"I'm just thinking..."
He nodded, his chin resting on my shoulder as he took in the view in front of us. "About?"
"Babies." I answered before my eyes widened and I realised that I may have made a mistake. Talking about the future was something that Joey hated and would freak him out, especially when we had only been kind of together for a few weeks. "Not our babies, Phoebe and her babies. Not that I don't want us to have babies, it's just way too soon to be thinking about-"
"It's okay. I know what you meant." He laughed, causing me to sigh in relief. His hand reached up and tucked a piece of hair behind my ear, his eyes connected to mine and not moving away. "Besides, you're not scaring me with the baby talk. I don't want to scare you away, but I've been thinking about it too."
"You have?"
"Sure, I've been thinking about what my family will look like. I have this image in my head, something that I never pictured before. It's Christmas, and there's three boys running around the tree, being chased by me, only I look slightly older, still good looking but mature. And then, you're coming down the stairs with the baby in your arms, she's sleeping because you're such a good Mom and they sleep easily for you. You calm them down, get them to stop running around and sit down to watch the television because my show is on, Christmas special and we all watch it together."
When he finished, I was almost in tears because I had never thought that Joey would say something that beautiful and that I was included in that image. The entire time that he had spoken, his eyes had been sparkling as if he could see the image clearly and that was what he really wanted. I reached over and cupped his cheek. "You've really thought about us having a family?"
"Of course, I have. I can't think of anyone else that I'd want to have my children."
"Really?" I asked and he nodded sternly, then I laughed a bit thinking about our future. "You'd even want me when I was pregnant?"
