Summary: Pacey wants Joey and NOTHING will stand in his way... not your average P/J story.
Author's Note: I wrote this in 2000.
Original Author's Note: Dawson is dating Nikki; Jen's with Henry; Jack, Joey and Andie are unattached.
Pacey and Joey: Obsession One
by Bandbabe
Pacey Witter sat down on the edge of the docks. The area was deserted. The let his feet dangle below. He was high up so they didn't touch the water. The air was warm and inviting. He breathed in deep. The sun was almost down which made the sky look reddish orange with no trace of blue.
Pacey was anything but calm. His heart was beating fast and his hands were sweating. He was extremely nervous. He thought about what he was about to do. He was about to kiss Joey. Not now. He was alone. In a few minutes he was going to go over to Joey's house and kiss her. He was not one with words. He'd choke if went straight out and told her. The kiss was his plan. Immediate reaction. He hoped it was a good one.
He had a lot of plans. All the others failed. His last one went bad. A few days ago he snuck into Joey's house late in the afternoon. Once in he was stuck. He heard Bessie walking down the hall so he hid in Joey's room. Bessie was coming closer so he went in Joey's closet. He wanted to leave but he was with Joey's clothes. They smelled of Joey. He breathed in the scent. He got carried away and lost track of time. It was 8 o'clock and Joey came home. He was really stuck now. He decided to wait until she fell asleep. He watched her come in and out of the room. Finally she retired to bed. He watched her change to into her night clothes while "pleasuring" himself. At 12 midnight he came out of the closet and left her house. That night he went to the docks. Ashamed of what he did he completely flipped out. He went home at 3 am.
Pacey shook his head to rid himself of that thought. It was sunset. He was at the docks. He was going to kiss Joey. He got up and started towards Joey's house.
It was 5:30 went he reached her house. He licked his lips and rang the doorbell. Bessie answered the door. She had Alex in her arms.
"Hey Pacey. What are you doing here?" she asked.
"Hi Bessie. Is Joey here?" he asked.
"You're in luck. She didn't have to work late today. I'm going out. I'll be back at nine," she said.
"Thanks. Let me get this door for you," he said.
He walked in the house very excited. He laughed giddily. Bessie was gone and it was just him and Joey. He walked toward her room.
"Joey," he called.
She was in her room organizing her desk.
"Hey Pacey," she said surprised, "What are you doing here?"
"Oh I was around the neighborhood," he said calmly, "So I decided to stop by."
"Oh," she said puzzled.
"Great decorating Potter. Who died?"
"Pacey, I'm not in the mood."
He stepped closer.
"Anyway, what are you doing?" she asked.
He smiled and stepped thisclose to her. She stepped away.
"Gosh Pacey, give me room to breathe," she said sitting on her bed.
His ears grew red and he hung his head low. He looked at her and sat next to here. She looked confused and then he kissed her.
Joey was surprised but she kissed back. She liked Pacey but lately he was acting weird. It irked her. Now she knew the feeling was mutual. However something was still odd. She pulled back.
"What?" he asked, "Is this what you don't want?"
"No its not that… forget it," she said and kissed him again.
Something was still odd. Pacey was… aggressive. He took off his jacket already and was kissing her deeper, harder, stronger. They fell back on her bed. Pacey went for her bra. She jumped up.
"Hold on!" she said sitting up.
"What?" he asked.
"What is this? You come over here acting weird and then we're kissing. I'm confused."
He laughed.
"About what?" he said.
"You."
"Me?" he said.
"Do you like me?" she asked.
"Um, ye-ah," he said. He then started to kiss her again.
She pulled back.
"Do you want to date me?"
Pacey started to get a little angry.
"Why do we have to analyze the hell out of everything!" he barked.
She looked away.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry," he apologized.
"Get out!" she yelled.
He tried to hold her. She shook him off.
"Wait!" he reasoned.
"Get out!"
"Damn," he muttered. He was hard as hell and wasn't going to get any.
He left the house very confused. It was now around 6:30. The sky was dark and he was angry, frustrated, aroused, and a little heartbroken.
tbc..