Description: My version of how Joey and Pacey got together set before season three.
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Disclaimer: I do not own the character's or show, just the original story line.
Crazy Love
Chapter #1
(Joey's pov)
" I hate you.", I remark with a growing resentment. Folding my arms across my chest, I narrow my gaze in Pacey's direction. Why do I even put up with him? He has been even more of a tool then usual lately. Does Pacey always have to be so annoying and repulsive? I am beginning to wonder why I even bother still coming to Dawson's for movie nights. Sure, I enjoy hanging out with Jack and Andie...and Jen and I are getting along a bit more these days. But ugh, Pacey just makes me want to cause him bodily harm.
" Well, I hate you more.", comments Pacey while returning my scowl. Oh he is so agitating sometimes! Grabbing the nearest object, I launch it at Pacey. Laughing when the shoe I tossed whacks him in the head, I grin happily at his pained yelp. That will teach Witter to mess with me. Next time it won't be a shoe either. If he were wise he would not test me anymore then he already has tonight. Why does Pacey always insist on getting on my last nerve? It is like he live to get under my skin and get a rise out of me.
" Play nice children.", pipes in Jen with an amused chuckle. Play nice? Ha! That will never happen. Pacey doesn't knowing the first thing about being pleasant. He just always insists on pressing my buttons, I swear he gets a kick out of me kicking the crap out of him. Jen and Jack often tease that the two of us flirt way too much. They are convinced there is an underlying sexual tension between Pacey and I. The mere thought repulses me, as if I could ever be attracted to Pacey Witter? That is the craziest thing I have ever heard.
" Not possible with Witter.", I mutter with a roll of my eyes before grabbing a nearby pillow and hugging it to my chest. Stretching out in my spot on the floor, I rub at my eyes tiredly. Glancing at my watch, I sigh when I notice it is close to midnight. No wonder I am exhausted. Thank God I'm not working at the Ice house tomorrow. Only closed the last three nights with Jack. Bessie was nice enough to give me the next two days off. Honestly, all I want to do is sleep as much as I can tomorrow. The last thing I am thinking about is going anywhere.
" Oh and you're just oh so pleasant Potter?", observes Pacey with a scowl taking over his features. Hey I am not the one who can't go a second without tossing insults in my direction. I am perfectly fine pretending that Pacey doesn't exist. He just insists on pushing my buttons though. If I didn't know any better I would say that he enjoys watching me get ticked off with him. Sometimes I think that he purposely gets under my skin just to watch me get all riled up. Pacey enjoys bickering with me just to see how far he can push me.
" You're both like a bunch of two year olds sometimes, I swear.", comments Dawson with a roll of his eyes. Please, I am not the immature one. Pacey is the one that is always starting with me. Dawson has been friends with the both of us for how long? He should know by now that Pacey is the instigator and not me. At times I wonder why I even bother putting up with Witter. Ever since I can remember he has tormented me relentlessly. Jen likes to poke fun and tell the two of us to stop flirting and just kiss already. That is never going to happen though, I find Pacey utterly repulsive.
" You know, they say when two people hate each other as much as the two of you do it means they're hot for one another.", points out Andie much to my disliking. Oh, now I feel like I need to throw up. She had to go there didn't she? What is it with her, Jen and Jack insisting that Pacey and I are into one another? I can assure them that is not the case. He is the last person on earth I would even consider dating. It wasn't long ago that I had feelings for Dawson, nothing ever came of them though. Part of me realized the only reason I was into him in the first place is because he had all but forgotten I existed when it came to Jen. They have since broken up and now her and I are slowly becoming friends. Though with remarks about me having a thing for Pacey seriously have me questioning our budding friendship at times.
Sitting up with interest, Dawson glances between Pacey and I," Are the two of you into one another?"
Laughing at the mere thought, Pacey rolls his eyes with disgust," Please, I am not hot for Joey. It is just fun watching her get all riled up."
" Way to make me lose my appetite Dawson.", I second with a look of disgust evident on my face. How could he even ask a question like that? Dawson should know that I would never go for a guy like Pacey. He is not even my type. How could he be? I would much rather date Jack then him. Actually for a brief moment in time Jack and I did date, then he realized he was gay. Our relationship was short lived to say the least. Go figures that my first actually boyfriend would turn out to be gay. That would be my luck.
" Don't worry Jo, the thought makes me gag as well." promises Pacey with a smile. Ugh, what I wouldn't give to smack that smug smirk right off his face. Not sure how much longer I can take movie night with Pacey. I am two seconds away from strangling him as it is. All I want to do is go home, wash up, put on pajamas, climb into bed and fall asleep. That is not asking too much. Another second and I might toss Dawson's alarm clock at Pacey's head. Amusing as that sounds, I think it is better that I just call it a night.
" On that note, think I am going to call it a night Dawson. Sorry, my bed is calling me. If I stay any longer, I might murder Pacey.", mutter with a frown before standing from my spot on the ground. Stepping into my shoes, I quickly tie them. Thankfully, I took my row boat so I won't have to rely on Witter to bring me home. A car ride with him right now would be hell. There is only so much that I can take from him and I am fairly certain that tonight I have reached my Pacey limit. Luckily tomorrow I won't have to see him at all as I have no plans to leave my house.
" What? Oh, come on Jo. You're seriously leaving?", complains Dawson as he stands to stop me. Sorry man, but I am beyond exhausted and can hardly keep my eyes open for much longer. There was a brief moment where I considered spending the night like I usually do, but then I would have to deal with Witter and that is not something that I want to do. He has managed to get on my last nerve tonight. Much as I would love to stay and hangout, that is just not going to happen. I am tired, and want to sleep without being pestered all night.
Opening Dawson's bedroom window, I climb my way out," Yeah, sorry Dawson. I am beat, I was at the Ice House all day. Right now all I want is sleep."
Sitting up in his spot, Pacey turns his attention toward me," Need a ride home Potter?"
" Tempting as that sounds, think I will just take my row boat Witter.", I answer with a mere roll of my eyes. He has got to be kidding me right now. Here Pacey spends the entire night torturing me to no end and now he wants to give me a ride home? Please, I would rather swim across the creek. Wishing everyone good night, I climb down the ladder from Dawson's room. Untying my row boat from the dock, I carefully step in and grab the oar. Pushing off from Dawson's dock, I row in the direction of my house. Before long I find myself docked outside my house. There is no car in the driveway so I am to assume that Bess is gone for the weekend. It will be nice having the place to myself. Hopping out of my row boat, I walk up the front steps of the porch and unlock the front door. Walking inside, I turn on the lights and lock the door behind me once more. It is so great to be home, can't wait to sleep in my bed. …
(Pacey's pov)
" Pacey, why is it that you always insist on pestering Joey?", questions Jack once Joey is out of ear shot. There is no real reason that I am always bothering Potter. Simply put I just enjoying annoying and poking fun at her. Watching Jo get agitated and riled up over the littlest things is amusing to me. Joey and I have been known for our back and forth bickering ever since we were kids. I remember chasing her around the play ground, those were the best times. Eventually she would get mad and tackle me down.
" What are you talking about? I do not always bother Joey. This is just our routine. The two of us trade insults all the time.", I point out while grabbing a handful of popcorn. Jack has been around long enough, he should know this by now. Joey and I have never gotten along. I wouldn't go as far as to say that we hate one another. We definitely have a tendency to become easily agitated with one another. Of it is more Potter then me, I don't mind when the two of us are fighting. It helps pass the time. Plus, the girl is just plain hot when she threatens me with bodily harm.
" Be honest Witter, are you into Joey?", ponders Jen with a raised eye brow. This causes the others to stop what their doing and turn their attention solely to me. Is she kidding me right now? Even if I were, I would never openly admit to this. Why? So I could be mocked and ridiculed? Yeah, sorry but not thanks. Truth is, yeah I do sort of have a thing for Potter. Maybe part of me always has. This said that doesn't mean that I would ever act on this notion. I'm not an idiot, I know that I would never stand a chance with Jo. Why would I ever admit to being into her? ….