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#6

(Joey's pov)

" Jo...Joey, you have to wake up. Come on, open your eyes.", I hear Ezra whisper hastily into my ear. Burying my face into his side, I yank the blankets over my head with a loud groan. No, not happening sorry. Whatever it is can wait until later, I am not getting up now. Ezra can do whatever he wants so long as he doesn't disturb me.

" Ezra, if you value your life than leave me be so that I can sleep.", I warn in a low voice that clearly says 'back off'. It is bad enough that I hardly slept a wink last night. How the hell could I? Just knowing Pacey was in the next room was enough to keep me up. Of all the people that I could have run into, it had to be him? Seeing Pacey has only managed to reopen old wounds that were never fully healed to begin with. God, it's like that prick shattered my heart all over again!

" Jo, I would love nothing more than to leave you be. It's just...well the thing is...you're slowly crushing me. I actually can't breathe.", observes Ezra with a nervous smile while clearing his throat. Remembering that I'm lying in his arms, I reluctantly move to lie beside him. Why couldn't Ezra have just said so to begin with? Did I really have to move though? He is like the perfect pillow. I miss having someone holding me like this.

" Sorry Ezra, guess it just felt nice to be held for once.", I admit with a sad smile as I peek up at him. We might only be good friends, but who's to say I'm not allowed to seek comfort in Ezra when needed. Over the last few months, he has always been there for me whenever Ben and I fought. It's never been a secret that Ben's hit me. Whenever anyone ever asked though I would just play it off like I didn't know what they were talking about. That never worked on Ezra though, he has a way of knowing when I'm lying to him. Funnily enough, he was actually the reason for mine and Ben's latest fight. Seems Ben is all but convinced I have been sleeping with Ezra. His accusation was the last straw; I broke up with him last night. Unfortunately it's never that simple with Ben, before I even had a chance to leave he beat me. I was so scared, soon as I was able I took off and called Ezra.

Wrapping his arms snugly around my waist, Ezra places an innocent peck on my cheek," That's what I'm here for Jo, anytime you need me to be."

...Clearing his throat in the doorway, Pacey folds his arms across his chest," Morning Potter."

(Ezra's pov)

" Witter.", regards Joey in an icy manner not bothering to leave my arms. Crap, here I am wedged in the middle of these two. This is the last place that I want to be right now. Startled when Joey grasps hold of my hand gently, my attention immediately turns to Pacey. He is not happy right now. How could he not know that I would never try anything with Joey? The way he's regarding me currently, one would think I were public enemy number one.

" Perhaps I should leave the two of you alone to talk.", I point out before climbing out of bed. Regrettably for me, Joey is having no part of it. The girl is all but clung to my side. Is she trying to get me killed? What the hell should I do? Pacey's about ten seconds away from clocking me in the jaw. Great, I'm about to be in a world of pain and there's nothing that I can do about it. What did I ever do to deserve this?

" That's the last thing I want to do.", remarks Joey in a stubborn tone before letting go of my arm. Thank God, at least now Pacey's not glaring daggers at me anymore. That was more than a little unnerving. Observing the dejected look in Pacey's eyes, I feel a bit bad for him. I'm sure seeing Joey has only brought back hurtful memories. It's easy to tell the guy misses her. Pacey might have made one or two mistakes, but are they really so bad that Joey had to write him off completely?

" Joey...please.", pleas Pacey with a hint of desperation hidden behind his words. Come on; give the guy a chance Joey. Obviously you mean a great deal to him. If you didn't, something tells me Pacey wouldn't be here putting his heart on his sleeve for you. The guy is clearly still in love with her. If Joey were only willing to talk with Pacey, maybe they could work things out. I'm not sure if that's something she would want, but it's easy to see he very well could though.

Letting down her guard, Joey finally meets Pacey's gaze," Pace, nothing happened between Ezra and I last night. I'm not about to come between two friend's...well, again."

Taking a step toward Joey, Pacey touches her arm lightly," I know you didn't Joey."

" Great, so then could we not argue again?", requests Joey with wary shake of her head. Pacey doesn't look like he wants to pick a fight with Joey in all honesty, I think he only wants to attempt to patch things up. I'm not sure the bitter details of their break-up, but if he's willing to seek Joey's forgiveness...maybe it's time she considers forgiving the poor guy. What harm would that possibly bring? It has to be more then exhausting to despise someone as much as Joey does Pacey.

(Pacey's pov)

" Jo, to be completely honest...I just want to make you breakfast.", I relent with a defeated sigh. Why does Joey refuse to see that all I want to do is be near her? That's it that is all I want. Seeing Jo like this...it has only succeeded in making me miss her. God, I miss everything about this girl. The way she smiled, laughed, bit her bottom lip, tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, how we argued, kissing her, holding her, sleeping with her...Joey's amazing.

" ...I am sort of hungry.", declares Joey with a shy smile making its way across her face. Taken by surprise when she takes hold of my hand, I watch her burst out in laughter at sight of my grin. Well, this was an unexpected I'll be it pleasant turn of events. I can't help noticing how Joey's hand still fits in mine like a glove. Bringing a hand to rest on the small of her back, I guide her into the kitchen. Searching the cabinets and fridge, I grab out everything I'll need to make blueberry pancakes, bacon, and eggs. Judging by the expression on Joey's face, I'd say she's more than ecstatic at my selection. Blueberry pancakes are her favorite; I'll bet she figured I would have forgotten. Lucky for Joey, I remember everything.

" It just so happens that I have everything needed to whip up some blueberry pancakes.", I reveal before giving Joey a light nudge. Grabbing down two cups, I pour the both of us some orange juice. Allowing Joey to help me mix the pancake batter, we both toss in a few blueberries. This is all it took to get Potter to let her guard down and open up to me once more? Why didn't I think of this sooner? Oh, that's right the last time we spent time together the both of us were inebriated. Man, I hope that I don't do or say anything to screw this up. Something tells me if I do, Joey's not going to give me a third chance. …