Description: this is a story I have been working on for a while. This is my fifth Dawson's Creek story. I'll writing this as well as Conflicted Love, Love Unrequited, Unlikely Pair and Clueless Affection on here now.

Disclaimer: I may not own the characters but this story is original and from my imagination.

Author's note: this is my fifth try at a Dawson's creek story, be nice to me please. This is a Pacey/Joey fic, my version of how they got together and it is set in season one. Wanted to switch things up for a change and try something different. Enjoy and review thanks

Chapter #12

(Pacey's pov)

" Why is that Pace?", inquires Joey when curiosity gets the best of her. Why is that? Hmmm, I wonder. You are completely stubborn and irrational that's why! I offered to help you out and you refused to let me. Now look at what happened Potter. You wound up with a twisted ankle. What am I supposed to do with you? You just refuse to listen to anyone ever.

" Because you're going to drive him crazy, you already run me up the walls.",I point out with a frown. It was meant as sarcasm but its one hundred percent the truth. Joey drives me bonkers. She always, always has to argue with me over every single thing. Its enough to drive any guy out of his damn mind. I'm amazed I haven't knocked Joey upside the head yet.

Smirking up at me when I place her on the bathroom counter, Joey chuckles as I take off her shoe and sock," You're not exactly prince charming either, you know. What are you doing Pacey?"

Touching Joey's ankle and foot carefully, I glance up at her," I never claimed that I was Potter. I'm just checking to make sure nothing is broke or swollen Joey."

" Well, quit it. That really tickles Pacey.", complains Joey with laughter as she squirms around I forgot how ticklish Potter is. I could definitely use this knowledge to my advantage. Joey seems to be rather vulnerable right now. I could totally sneak attack her right now and she would be completely helpless and unable to fight off my tickling fingers.

" That's right, I forgot how ticklish you are Potter. You're in trouble now Joe.", I warn with a smug grin before propping my arms on either side of Joey. Yeah, your in trouble now. Where are you going to go? You are trapped with no escape route. Maybe next time you will think twice about not accepting my help now won't you Potter? I'm going to tickle until you beg for mercy.

" Don't even think about it Witter.", squeals Joey in a fit of laughter as I start my attack on her. Holding Joey close in my arms so she doesn't fall, I slowly begin tickling her all over. Grinning happily when she squirms in my embrace, I can't help laughing as she tries to break free from my torturous hands. Eh, too late. You should have let me help you paint where you were unable to reach. Payback is a real bitch Joe. Yeah, she's totally going to kill me when she gets free but this is totally worth it. ….(End Pacey's pov)

(Joey's pov)

" You're a dead man Pacey J. Witter.", I announce through a fit of giggles. Wriggling around in your arms, I struggle to break free from your grasps. Frowning when I realize its no use, I slap at your chest playfully. This is completely unfair. I'm injured! How dare Pacey take advantage of my weakness. He is in so much trouble when I get done with him.

" Ooh, I'm trembling with fear Potter.", whispers Pacey with laughter into my ear. Squirming as he gently tickles me all over, I stare up at Pacey with an angry pout. This in turn causes him to smirk victoriously as he loosens his hold around my waist. Refusing to stop his assault on my side, I bury my face into Pacey's chest as I chuckle hysterically

" Umm, what is going on in my bathroom?", questions Bessie from behind the both of us. This causes Pacey to stop his attack on my immediately. Ugh, thank god. At the same time, holy crap! This is not good, Pacey and I aren't exactly in the most compromising of positions. Bessie probably thinks there is something going on when there clearly wasn't.

" Yeah, whats with all the ruckus?", calls Bodie not far behind Bessie. Oh great. Isn't this just swell. Now the both of them are going to think that something was going on between Pacey and I when there clearly wasn't. Those two have been pushing me toward Pacey for a while. Seeing Pacey and I like this is bound to make them jump to the wrong conclusion.

Startled by Bessie and Bodie, Pacey holds me in his arms," We were just playing, Joey twisted her ankle while painting. She refused to let me help her paint where she couldn't reach. She was standing on a chair to paint above the window when this happened. I tried to stop her Bess, but you know how Joey is. She wouldn't listen."

Noticing my slight limp, Bessie shakes her head with a sigh," What am I going to do with you, Joey? Why did you just let Pacey help you? You're lucky he was there to catch you."

" I know, I'm sorry Bess. It was an accident.", I mutter with a huff of my own. God, why does Bessie have to give me the third degree guilt trip? I know that I could have been seriously hurt. Its a good thing that Pacey was there when he was or I probably would have been. She can't be mad at me for an honest mistake though. I didn't know I would lose my balance or I never would have climbed on that chair.

" Are you crazy Joey? You could have killed yourself!", snaps Bodie unable to hide or control his agitation any longer. Alright already, geez. I get it, I'm an idiot. There is no need to overreact and yell at me anymore than the three of you already have. Don't you think that the fact I twisted my damn ankle is already punishment enough? It hurts like hell and I regret not letting pacey help me. I learned my lesson now stop making a big deal out of things already, damn.…...(End Joey's pov)