Description: This is a post Joey/Pacey break-up fic. It is based five years after they parted ways that fateful night at prom. Two characters Ezra and Andrew are mine. Sort of a crossover fic though it's A/U and -A doesn't existed. I borrowed Ezra from Pretty little Liars, Emily might make an appearance. Not sure yet, if she does it will be as Pacey's ex.

Disclaimer: I own nothing except the original storyline and Andrew, he's of my own imagination.

Author's Note: Review and I will happily update often.

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Chapter#1

(Pacey's pov)

" Is there a reason you're sleeping out on the couch and not in your bed Ezra?", I question when I emerge from my bedroom to find none other than Ezra passed out on the sofa. What the hell is he doing out here? The guy has a perfectly comfortable bed in his room. Why would he choose to crash on the couch? I swear sometimes I will never understand this guy. Whatever the reasoning it is bound to be an amusing one.

" Hmm, what? What's going on? Why did you wake me man?", grumbles Ezra still half asleep as he rubs at his eyes. Why did I wake you up? Well, it definitely has nothing to do with the fact that you're currently sleeping on the couch. Why else would I wake you up Ezra? Seriously what is he doing out here? Was he watching television until he passed out? Actually that makes sense, he has done that before.

" Because you're sleeping on the couch again, go to bed Ezra.", I acknowledge with a shake of my head and a laugh. Why would he want to stay out here when he could just as easily get up and lay in his own bed. That couch isn't even comfortable. The one time that I took a nap on it, I woke up with a kink in my damn neck. Man did that hurt like hell too.

" Oh uh, I can't.", answers Ezra in a gruff tone before sitting up in his spot. What the hell does he mean? Why wouldn't Ezra be able to sleep in his own bed? This guy makes absolutely no sense sometimes. Guess the more important question would be why the hell do I even care? If Ezra wants to crash out on the couch, it's none of my damn business. He wants to pass out on the sofa again, be my guest.

Shaking my head in confusion, against my better judgment I hesitantly ask," What do you mean you can't?"

Standing from his seat on the couch, Ezra pours himself a glass of juice," I have a girl sleeping in there."

" Hold on, are you telling me there's a girl in your bed and your out here? Are you dense Ezra?", exclaims Andrew from behind me much to my amusement. Doing my best not to laugh, I shake my head with a chuckle. Leave it to Andrew to point out the obvious. What is he doing up? Guess maybe Ezra and I woke him up. Much as I hate to admit it, Andrew does make a good point. Why the hell is Ezra out here if there's a girl in his bed?

" I'm going to have to agree with Andrew on this one...unfortunately. What gives?", I inquire with an arched eyebrow before folding my arms across my chest. Normally when there is a girl in your bed that is supposed to be a good thing. Hell if I had one in mine, I would never leave my room. Man do I miss having someone to wake up next to. I haven't had something like that since Joey. Sure there have been other girls since her, but none of them mattered or even lasted long. Man was I an idiot for letting her go.

" It's not like that with the two of us, besides I respect the girl way too much to try anything on her.", confides Ezra while making himself a sandwich. Who is this girl again? Since when has Ezra suddenly become sensitive? Wonder if he is merely talking out of his ass right now. My guess is that Ezra wasn't exactly given much of a choice. What guy in their right mind would choose to sleep on a couch when that's a chick in his bed? None that I know of.

" So in other words you have been friend-zoned?", I ponder with an amused smirk taking over my features. Wow, that has to suck. Much as I might sympathize with the guy, I find this highly hilarious. It must me killing Ezra not to be able lie next this girl. Why bring her home then? It just doesn't make any sense to me. Who brings a chick home just so they're stuck riding the couch?

Taking a bite from his sandwich, Ezra collapses back onto the couch," Oh man, you have no idea. This sucks so bad."

Clapping a hand on Ezra's back, Andrew offers a sympathetic smile," That's rough man, sorry. So...is she hot?"

" Andrew, what the hell? …Yes, so hot oh my God.", adds Ezra with a frustrated groan. Oh man, I feel for him right now. It's obvious that Ezra is into this girl a lot. Wonder what reason she could possibly have for not wanting to be with him? I have known Ezra for a little more than two years and he's a good guy. He's nothing like Andrew, that guy...I wouldn't even let my sister date him. The guy goes through girls like I go through aprons at work. Sure I might have had a one nightstand once or twice but that's it. Andrew on the other hand, well I have lost count with him. Ezra's not like that though, he had a girlfriend once. Since they broke up a few months, he hasn't been seeing anyone.

" Have you tried telling her that you're into her?", I find myself asking as I sit beside Ezra. Maybe she doesn't know that the poor guy likes her. Whatever the case maybe, I feel bad for him. It's not difficult to see how hung up Ezra is on this girl. Whoever she is, she must really be something else. I have never seen Ezra this hung up on anyone. This girl must be a real knockout.

" Well...no. Whenever I try to I become tongue tied. Once I did muster up the courage to kiss her though. Oh man was that one amazing lip lock. After-wards things became more then a little awkward between the two of us for a while. So much so that we both decided we were better off as friends. When I say we, what I really mean is her though. That said I don't want to be nothing so I agreed friendship was best to make her happy.

" Hey Ezra, since you're not going to grow a pair anytime soon...could I take a shot?", pries Andrew with a raised eyebrow. What a moron. One look at Ezra and it's not difficult to see that he's about one second away from clocking Andrew square in the jaw. Can't say that I blame him either. The guy is a complete dog, he's not looking for a relationship. The only thing Andrew is out for is his next lay.

Tensing up at Andrew's question, Ezra regards him with a deathly scowl," Do not even think about it Andrew, I will murder you."

Placing a wary hand on Ezra's shoulder, I step between him and Andrew wisely," Relax Ezra, ignore him. Andrew, if you value your life at all shut up." …