Casey's POV:
Wow. Ok, that did not just happen. I so did NOT want to see that. Was Dawson really just sucking face with the Candidate Mills? Oh, this cannot get any more awkward…. "uh I just want to get through…" ok, so maybe it can get more awkward.
I walk between the two: bad idea. Wow Casey, sometimes you are just so stupid. I just want to die of embarrassment right now. Holy fuck. Hey, you just needed to get to the bathroom, and they shouldn't have done that right in the middle of the hallway.
Maybe this explains why things have been so awkward between us?
I mean not that the Christmas party had ANYTHING to do with that… ugh I can't believe I backed out of that kiss. I am so fucking stupid sometimes.
But this does explain why Mills has given me some weird ass looks, and why Dawson never looks at me with love in her eyes. Or was that lust? Either way, I miss that look. I miss the old Dawson.
She is so perfect. Her beautiful silky, smooth brown hair; her satiny tanned skin; her sexy, curvy body; her sparkling brown eyes. But it's her personality, the fact that you want the same things. The fact that she is so caring, always willing to help. And no matter how shitty your day was, she is the one who can make you smile. You never had that with Hallie. So, why in the fuck did it take you this long Casey? "Damn, you really are fucking stupid aren't you?"
"Excuse me?!
Dawson's POV:
"Damn, you really are fucking stupid aren't you?" that's what Casey said. You heard him clear as day. There was no mistaking the words that came out of his mouth. He had heard me walk into the bathroom right?
"Excuse me?!" why would he say that to me? Casey has never been so hurtful towards me in our entire friendship! I mean yea, when I went to Voight he got pissed, but he did have the right to be mad about it.
"Oh, um, wow. I am so sorry Gabby. I honestly didn't hear you come in…"
"Then who were you saying it to Matt? Because you aren't on your phone."
"Ok, um well, call me crazy, but I was talking to myself." OH MY GOSH. Is Matthew Casey turning a slight shade of pink? Is he embarrassed in front of you? But why? Because we have been friends for so long! It doesn't make sense! And here he goes, taking is hand and rubbing the back of his neck. Just one of the many things you love about him.
Like his short blonde hair, and the way it sticks up in every direction when he runs his hands through it. And the way he runs his hands through it too, when he is flustered. And how incredibly sexy he looks when he only wears his turn out pants, and the navy blue CFD t-shirt. Mmmmm, Tasty. You so badly want to see those ab muscles he has hidden underneath his shirt. You know he loves to work out. You have felt his muscles when he has hugged you. His soft light blue eyes, that always show care, and compassion, his soft lips. And his sweet sensible, level headed personality. You both have so much in common… And Mills.
THINK ABOUT MILLS. Dammit Dawson. What the hell do you think you're doing? You are dating Peter Mills. Not Lieutenant Matthew Casey.
"Gabby…?" – Oh shit. You never responded. Now it's your turn to have your face flush with pink and red from embarrassment. You have just been standing here for I don't know how long, and fantasizing about your lieutenant. And you have probably had this stupid grin on your face the whole time too.
"No, Matt, I don't think you're crazy, I talk to myself too. Haha"
Casey's POV:
"No, Matt, I don't think you're crazy, I talk to myself too. Haha" – Good. Well At least the woman you love is not mad, nor does she think you are some whack job psychopath, similar to the ones she picks up off the streets.
"Good. I uh, I'm sorry for the awkwardness out in the hallway Gabby, I uh, didn't mean to intrude… Gabby, you ok?"
"Huh? Oh uh yea, fine." Liar. If anything, Gabriella Dawson is the farthest thing from fine. And so badly I just want to go over and hug her, and make it all better. But no. that's not my job. No matter how badly you want to ask her if she wants a hug, you can't. Stop. Ugh why are you walking towards her. Now we are inches from each other, and mmmmm oh how I love the smell of her vanilla body lotion.
"Gabby, I know you're not fine… Hey look at me." Why are you grabbing her chin? Why are you forcing her to look into your eyes? If Mills sees this he's gonna… hey why isn't Gabby pulling back? Are those tears? Oh shit. Dawson, I hate when you cry. Dammit. There goes the first tear.
"Hey, what's wrong? Come here, you want a hug?" The words are barely out of my mouth when I feel the warm body of the one and only Gabriella Dawson, clinging flush against mine. Don't kiss the top of her head, whatever you do. That will be the end of it. You won't be able to stop yourself from there.
Dammit. Why don't I ever listen to myself? I just kissed the top of Gabby's head, and she is dating Mills. She is going to kill me.