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Note: Sorry that it's been so long since I've updated! But, good news, I've got lots in mind for the next few chapters, so they should be up soon!

"So, Dawson, what's this movie about anyways?" Pacey asked.

"It's a romance. You know, boy meets girl, boy falls in love with girl, boy loses girl, boy gets girl back," Dawson explained.

"I see," Pacey said. "This story coming from personal experience or something?"

"No, I was just thinking of the perfect teenage love story," Dawson replied. "Anyways, call time is 8 o'clock sharp for you and Joey okay?"

Pacey nodded. "Sure thing. See you later," he said as he walked towards his locker. He smiled as he caught a glimpse of Joey's picture. The last few weeks together had been amazing. Pacey was feeling more close to Joey than ever before. He was just hoping that she was feeling that same closeness for him. He grabbed the remaining few books out of his locker before he felt a small pair of arms wrap around his waist. "Hey," he said to Joey before turning around to face her.

"Hey," she said as she buried her face in his neck. "I can't believe that it's already the weekend."

Pacey wrapped his arms around her. "Same here. Too bad we're gonna be busy helping Dawson all weekend," he said as he smelled her hair.

Joey groaned. "I completely forgot about that. Do we have to?" she complained.

Pacey smiled. "Yes, we do. Why, what did you have planned for the weekend?" he asked.

Joey looked up at Pacey and returned his smile. "Isn't ironic that the one weekend where my house is completely empty, we decide to be nice people and help our dear friend Dawson?" she teased.

Pacey grinned as he shut his locker and took Joey's hand loosely in his. "Well, just because we won't be at your house all weekend doesn't mean we can't have a little fun," he teased back.

"I don't care how much I love you, I'm not doing anything at Dawson's set. What if we got caught?" Joey replied.

"Then we'd have to just adjust our clothes, grin and leave the premises. Sound like a plan?" Pacey said as he led Joey out of the school.

Joey just rolled her eyes. "In your dreams Pace," she said as she looked for Bessie.

Pacey chuckled. "Well, after our last rendez-vous, I'd have to think that you'd be up for anything," he said quietly so nobody else besides her could hear.

Joey blushed hard as she recalled Sunday's events. Images of Pacey's car, sneaking into her room, and the forest clouded Joey's head. What could she say? Ever since she and Pacey had taken the next step, she had been craving him more and more. "I thought we agreed that Sunday would be left out of public conversation," she said.

Pacey grinned. "I know. I just like to see you panic," he said as he spotted Bessie. "There's your ride. Pick you up at 7:45 tomorrow?" he checked as he brought her in for a hug.

Joey tenderly placed her arms around him. "Come even earlier than that and we'll give you breakfast," she said before kissing him. "I'll see you," she said as she turned to go. "Love you!" she called out before entering the truck.

Pacey smiled. "Love you too," he answered before turning off to go home.

The next morning...

"Come on Pacey, we have to go," Joey urged as she tried to push Pacey away from her neck.

"Yep, yep, just a minute," Pacey said as he ignored Joey's attempt to push him away.

Joey sighed as she gave up. She brought her hands to his face and kissed him hard. She plunged her tongue into his mouth, making small circles with his tongue. They had been out in Pacey's car at the ruins for almost 20 minutes now. It was 7:58. "Come on Pace, we're late," Joey said between moans and kisses.

"Dawson'll understand that we merely had some car trouble," Pacey tried.

"No, he won't. He's probably already panicking enough as it is right now. I don't think he'd appreciate it if we showed up any more late than we already are," Joey reasoned as she straightened out her hair. "Now, let's go," she said.

Pacey smirked as he started the car. "You've got me so whipped, you know that?"

Joey grinned. "I like to use it to my advantage from time to time."

Dawson's set...

Dawson was having hysterics on the set. He hadn't been through his much stress in his first movie. Maybe because that movie was a little more low- key. Or maybe it was because he had put his heart and soul into the script this time around. He looked around for Pacey and Joey and finally saw them getting out of Pacey's car. They were smiling and talking to each other. Dawson felt that ball of jealously build up in his stomach yet again. However, he put it aside for the day and called them over. "Pacey! Joey! Over here!" he called loud.

Pacey lifted his head up towards the sound of his name. "Hey Dawson," he said with a wave. "Has he told you what his movie's all about?" he asked Joey.

"What do you mean?" Joey replied.

"He just keeps telling me that it's a teenage love story, but that's it," Pacey answered.

"Same here. I guess we'll just have to wait and see," she said as they reached Dawson.

"Hey guys! Okay, Pacey, I'm gonna need you to go and set up some lights over there, just ask Jack for more details, and Joey, I'm gonna need you out here directing people around the set, okay? Okay? Good," Dawson rambled before setting off to do something else on the set.

"Okay, um, I'll talk to you later," Joey said as she raced off to re- consult Dawson about his plans. Pacey walked off towards Jack.

"Hey man, what's up?" Pacey asked as he approached Jack.

Jack dropped the box he was holding. "Shit, not too much. I didn't expect you to be here," Jack said.

Pacey gave him a puzzled look. "Why?"

"Well, I know you two have kinda patched things up since the fishing trip, but once I took a look at Dawson's script, I wasn't too sure that you'd be here," Jack explained.

"I don't get it," Pacey replied.

"Well, the movie is like a true story about our lives. There's characters for each of us. Your character's name is like Petey or something. Haven't you read the script yet?" Jack asked.

"No, he never showed it to me. Why? Come on Jack, tell me what's going on," Pacey pleaded.

Jack sighed. "Alright, the story's about how Dawson turned Joey down earlier this year. She ends up dating you while Dawson starts falling for her. In the end, he makes her realize that they're soulmates, and she dumps you for him," Jack explained.

Pacey was speechless. "Well then, it's a good thing it's just a movie, now isn't it?" he said.

"Yeah, yeah, I just thought it'd freak you out a little, that's all," Jack said as he turned away to finish the lights.

"No, I'm fine," Pacey lied. He looked around anxiously. Had Dawson fallen for Joey? What if she wanted him back? What if they broke up so that she could be with Dawson? Pacey's mind was racing at 100 miles an hour. He snapped out of it and followed Jack.

Later on...

Pacey was having a horrible day. He couldn't stop thinking about Dawson and Joey. And being around this set didn't help much either. He had to re-live some intense moments between them. He was beginning to get fed up. Finally, something caught his last nerve. It was a scene being practiced by the two main characters. The Dawson character was telling the Joey character that the Pacey character was only using her for sex. Pacey froze. Did Dawson really think that? Did he think that he was only using Joey for sex? Conflicted, Pacey walked off the set. He looked back to make sure his exit would be unnoticed. He then headed off to the only place where he could find peace.

Joey looked around for Pacey, but he was nowhere to be found. She had asked Jack, but didn't bother to ask Dawson. He wouldn't have known where he was anyways. Finally, she caught a glimpse of him leaving. It looked like he was shaking his head with disgust or something. She turned back to the set. Maybe it had been something in the movie. Joey had noticed quickly that it had been very autobiographical. She bit her lip nervously. Should she follow Pacey and see what's wrong, or should see stay and help with Dawson's movie? Without a moment's hesitation, she put down her clipboard and took off after Pacey.

Shortly...

Pacey finally came to a stop. He had reached his destination: the docks. He always felt free when he was at the docks. He hadn't even noticed Joey following him at a far distance. She hadn't run after him. Rather, she decided to let him go where he wanted, and she would just meet up with him there. He had been sitting down at the docks for about five minutes before she approached him.

"Hey," she said weakly.

He turned around, surprised to see her. "Hey," he replied just as weakly as she knelt down beside him.

"Are you gonna tell me what's wrong, or am I gonna have to guess?" Joey asked.

Pacey shook his head. "I don't wanna talk about it," he said.

Joey gave Pacey a small smile. "Okay," she said as she took his hand in hers as she sat down beside him. Interlacing their fingers, she smiled a bit more. "Do you ever stop and think about how much we used to hate each other?" she asked.

Pacey gave her a small smile back. "That was a long time ago," he said.

"Pacey, it wasn't that along ago. It seems like just yesterday that you were pulling on my ponytail or pushing me out of the sandbox," Joey argued.

Pacey grinned. "You could think of it as kindergarten flirting," he reasoned.

Joey smiled. "I'd like to think so," she said.

"Times have changed," Pacey noted.

"That's true. And so have people. And so have feelings," Joey said earnestly.

Pacey looked over at her. She always knew just how to bring something up into a conversation. "I hate that movie," Pacey admitted.

"Why?" Joey asked.

"Did you see how I was depicted in it? I mean, come on, this movie is a complete autobiography. Obviously, Dawson just thinks of me as the sex- crazed Pacey Witter who is a complete screw-up," Pacey said bitterly.

Joey nodded in understanding. "Well, I don't think that it's a total autobiography. I think it's more of Dawson's fantasy," she said. A confused look from Pacey urged her to continue. "Dawson has always thought of himself as the hero Pace. He's not used to being the underdog or the sidekick. So, he's making this movie to prove to himself that he can still be the hero, and that he can still get the girl."

"But, what if his fantasy comes true?" Pacey asked.

"Impossible. He can't get the girl. She belongs to somebody else," Joey answered sincerely. She pressed her forehead against his. "And she's not willing to let him go," she finished.

Pacey smiled as he could feel his heart bursting with love. He cupped her face with his hands and kissed her. He felt her hands move to his neck as she pulled him closer. His tongue danced slowly with hers, not wanting to go too far. He sighed as he slowly pulled away. His hands stayed at her face, while her hands softly gripped his wrists. "Feel better?" she asked quietly.

Pacey grinned. "Yeah," he said as he kissed her forehead.

Joey smiled as she stood up. She took Pacey's hand once again and started to lead him away from the dock.

"Where are we going?" Pacey asked.

"I know something else I can do to make you feel better," she teased.

Pacey grinned as he caught up with her. He placed his arm around her shoulder and kissed the top of her head. "I don't think I can feel any better than this," he said.

"Why not?" Joey asked.

"Well, hearing that the girl I love more than anything say that she belongs to me and won't let me go pretty much takes the cake," he said. "I love you Jo."

"I love you too," Joey said said as she snuggled under his embrace.