NEXT MORNING AT THE SET. DAVID'S POV
I'm sitting in Courtney's dressing room, with everybody else. It's Friday, the last day of filming this week. Our first episode is almost finished. Wow. Everyday between takes, filming, and stuff, we all sit in her dressing room and talk. Hers is the biggest along with Matty. We all flipped for which two of us get biggest rooms.
Lisa is talking about a funny college story, but I'm not listening. Its probably hilarious, I just can't keep my eyes off if Jen. Every once and a while she'll look over at me, and I'll have to turn away. She kept on smiling really adorablely. Then, she sat up, walked across the room, and made Matt scoot over. Everyone looked over at her, in surprise. She cuddled up right next to me, and wrapped her hands around my arm and laid her head on my shoulder. It felt so nice. I love when she touches me, not in a dirty way, but on the arm or something. Lisa kept telling her story, but it was almost muffled. All I could feel was her head nuzzled into me, and her hands around my arm. I looked down at her and smiled. She was laughing at the story I couldn't hear, with her face half in my shirt. I could see Matt's jealous eyes. My nervous smile showed him how scared I was.
Courteney met my eyes. She smiled, and made a heart symbol with her hands and then pointed at Jen. Is she trying to say Jen loves me? Or is she trying to say I love Jen? I turn away, so I don't answer the wrong way. I don't know how I feel about Jen. I have a crush on her, but that's definitely going to change. I am going to fall in love with her, aren't I? The first time I'll ever fall for a woman. She's going to go off and find herself a boyfriend, and I'll just sit on my couch and sulk. What a life.
After filming, the two guys walked off to play foosball on the set of Joey and Chandler's apartment. I would join them, but the teams would be uneven. Sometimes we'd all play, and it would be 3 vs 3. Courtney is really good! And Jen is so cute when she occasionally scores.
Lisa and Courteney began to talk about music, which does not interest me at all at the moment although I'm a die-hard Beatles fan. I look down at Jen who is sweetly smiling into my arm."How are you?" I ask, placing my hand on her back.
"Fine." She smiles and sits up, but she still has to look up at me to reach my eyes. She grins goofily and stands up.
"I'm going to go and talk with Marta about next week. I'll come back later." She announces, as she closes the door behind her.
I feel this emptiness in my chest.
"Could you want her more?" Lisa jokes.
I turn to them and blush. I look down at my shaking hands in my lap, trying to conceal my face.
"You like her! Aww, that's so sweet!" Courteney whispers.
I glare at her, like I'm twelve.
"What makes you think that?!" I reply, scoffing.
The girls glance at each other.
"For starters, you open the doors for her, you pull out chairs for her, you give her your coat. I don't know what else you've done, but most guys don't act nice unless they like a girl." Lisa began.
"It's called being a gentleman!" I reply, harshly.
"You follow her around like a love-sick puppy! You look at her with eyes full of love. I can just see the longing in your eyes!" Courtney adds.
I fold my arms across my chest.
"You never take your eyes off of her, even if someone else is talking! I can see you smile and blush when she touches you. Even if she just pats your shoulder, or leans against you. Oh my god! You have to ask her out!"
My jaw falls open. I begin to chuckle.
"Me? Ask her out? Are you insane?" I laugh, "Every girl I've ever asked out has rejected me! You think the best one on this planet will say yes? I get so nervous, it's scary. I stutter and turn bright red, I ramble on about stupid things, and I make awful jokes. It's appalling. I've learned to stay away from talking to women I like."
The two just look at each other. Courtney slowly turns her head towards me. Lisa stands up and walks over to the couch I'm sitting on and joins me on it.
"Can you help me? Can you stop it?" I ask, hopelessly.
"Okay, your first love is always the hardest. It's full of passion and it's the most you'll ever be in love. At least this isn't your first time. You can use what helped you get over the last woman, and apply it to this situation. It won't be as hard, because you haven't completely fallen for her yet." Courtney begins.
I stop her before she can continue.
"I've never been in love before."
I announce plainly. It's odd, I know. Everyone my age has been in love, and most of them, multiple times. A few of my friends are even engaged or married.
"How is that possible? 97.67% of people have been in love by the time they are 25!" Lisa gasps.
Courtney strangely looks at her, probably wondering how she knows that, and raises her eyes brows.
"Well I guess I'm part of the 2.33% that hasn't. It's good to know there at least a few others." I sigh, feeling desperate.
Courtney pats my chest and gives me a reassuring smile, but nothing helps.
"And for the record, I'm beginning to fall in love with her." I announce.
"Well then mister, you are in for a rough ride." Courtney replies, gripping my shoulders.
Lisa ruffles my hair and follows Court out of the room. I sit there alone, thinking of what's happened over the last few minutes.
Crap.
A/N Hey guys! Hope you are enjoying the story so far! Also, just to clarify, Marta is Marta Kauffman. She and David Crane thought of the idea for the show, and Kevin S. Bright is the director. They are always on set, and they run the entire show, just to tell you guys. I write this story slightly in advance, so when you guys are reading this, I'm currently working on Chapter 14! Can you believe it? Please comment your opinions and please vote! And if you'd like to share this story with a friend, please do, it really helps me get new readers! Thanks guys, love you forever.
PS. I will post a new chapter every Sunday! Also tomorrow is my B-day!

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