Description: My version of how Joey and Pacey got together set before season three.
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Disclaimer: I do not own the character's or show, just the original story line.
Crazy Love
Chapter #5
(Pacey's pov)
" Now what Potter?", I question as we sit drip drying on the dock. We swam for more then an hour and I am exhausted. Watching Joey as she lays back, I eventually do the same. That sun is still beaming. Once I dry off, I'm hiding out below deck to escape the heat. Closing my eyes, I listen to the waves crash against the side of my boat. This has been a great day. Not once has Jo slung a sarcastic comment my way. This must be one of those rare days where we actually get along. It does not happen much.
" Do you think we could just lie here a bit Witter?", inquires Joey before threading her fingers through mine. Startled when she lies her head on my chest, I rest my hand on Joey's waist. This is not something I was expecting. I'm not going to complain though. It feels really amazing to be able to have Jo this close. She is driving my senses wild though. For whatever reason Potter is tracing her finger tips across my chest. My damn heart is beating in my chest ready to explode at a moments notice. Never before have I wanted to kiss someone so badly.
" We can do whatever you want Jo.", I whisper in her ear before closing my eyes. This just feels so right. Right now I would give just about anything to know what Joey were thinking. It could be my mind playing tricks on me, but she is sort of acting like she's into me. Whether that is the case or not, I have no clue. Why else would Jo let me hold her like this though? We have never laid like this before. Here we are though, Joey with her head on my chest and holding my hand. I'm so confused right now, not that I mind that much.
" Hey Pace? The girl you named the boat after...does she know you're into her?", questions Joey after a minute or so of silence. This catches me off guard. Where did that question come from? The girl is you Potter, I answer silently. No, you don't even have the slightest of a clue. Which is funny because everyone else does. Even Bess asks me when I am going to grow a pair and ask you out. If only it were that simple though. The thought of being laughed at and rejected is just not very appealing to me. Had I thought maybe she felt the same, I would say something.
" Not even a clue Joey, which is sad because everyone else knows except her.", I acknowledge with an amused shake of my head. Dawson actually encouraged me to say something. He of all people is the last person I thought would. For some reason I figured he was into Joey but apparently that isn't the case. Do I want to tell Jo how I feel? Obviously. But I am just not sure if I should. Do I really want to risk a rejection and heart ache on my part? It would kill me if I put myself out there only to find out Potter wasn't into me too.
Glancing up at me with a tired smile, Joey pecks at my cheek," Well, it's her loss if you ask me. You're kind of amazing Pacey. If it makes you feel better, I am in the same boat."
Letting out a defeated sigh, I stare up at the clouds," Pretty sure if you told Dawson he would probably feel the same way Jo."
" It's not Dawson, I realized a while ago him and I are better as friends.", corrects Joey without even a second thought. Huh, if it's not Leery who the hell could it be? To my knowledge Jo doesn't spend time with many outside our group. I know for a fact she's not referring to Jack. Those two dated for a short while until he realized that he was gay. There is literally no other guy that I could think of, unless it is someone I don't know about. Who else could Jo possibly be talking about? Not once have I ever seen her with someone else.
" Well, if it's not Dawson. Who is this guy?", I ponder once the curiosity gets the best of me. While I doubt that Jo will tell me, I couldn't help asking. Whoever this guy is, how much of an idiot is he? If Joey likes him, he is only the luckiest guy on the planet. The girl is a complete knock. Potter is the kind of beautiful that makes a guy lose their train of thought and get butterflies. Lately whenever I am in close proximity to Jo, I find it difficult to breath. Worst part? She hasn't the faintest idea what it is she does to me.
"...Come on Pace, think I'm ready for that dinner you promised me.", announces Joey not bothering to answer my question. Watching her stand up and pull her shirt and shorts on, I reluctantly do the same. She is seriously just going to change the subject on me? Then again, I didn't exactly cough up a name earlier when Joey asked me the very same question. How could I though? Then Joey would know I had meant her. Sort of the last thing I want right now. Knowing she is into someone...it is cutting me deep. Not like I ever stood a shot with her but still.
" Oh well, lets go to the grocery store then Potter.", I enlighten while taking her hand in mine once more. Chuckling at her look of confusion. I lead Joey towards my jeep and open the door for her. Waiting for her to climb inside, I do the same. Starting up the jeep, I take off down the road. While I could take Jo out, thought it might be fun to cook instead. On the menu? Some homemade lasagna. I happen to know for a fact it is one of Potter's favorite meals and I have perfected preparing this dish. Not sure why, but I love cooking and being in the kitchen. I sort of have knack for it too.
Scooting over close beside me, Joey turns on the radio," Why would we do that Witter?"
Feeling braver then usual, I place my arm around Joey's waist," Because I am going to cook your favorite meal, lasagna."
(Joey's pov)
" Feel like I should have asked Bess where the fire extinguisher was. She is not going to be happy coming home to a burnt down house Pacey.", I warn with a look of fright taking over my features. Pacey wants to cook? This is not going to end well. Does he even know how to cook? Sure those eggs were pretty good this morning, but the oven is a whole different story. Not sure that I am comfortable with the idea of Pacey using the stove. Guess as long as he doesn't set anything on fire we should be alright. Am I really willing to take that sort of a risk though? Maybe I should give him some credit, for all I know Witter just might surprise me.
" Funny Jo, I will have you know that I am an awesome cook. Let me prove it to you, unless you're too chicken.", taunts Pacey with a playful nudge to my side. Rolling my eyes are he puts the jeep in park, I climb out with an amused shake of my head. Linking my arm with Pacey's, I take hold of his hand in mine. Please I am not chicken. If he wants to cook dinner, that is fine with me. This should prove to be a fairly interesting night to say the least. He had better not set the damn kitchen on fire though or I will murder him and that is a promise not a threat. Bessie left this house in one piece and is going to come back to it in one too.
" Deal, but just so you know you're on dish duty. Your dinner, your mess.", I declare while helping Pacey pick out ingredients. Deciding to get a few things that I need, it's not long before we're in the checkout line and on our way back to the jeep. Loading the groceries in the back, I climb in beside Pacey once more. Today has been kind of great, this is one of those rare times when we actually get along. It doesn't happen all that often for obvious reasons. But I love when we are able to put our differences aside and just spend time together.
" I'm alright with that Potter, by the end of the night you're going to ask me to cook for you more often. You don't know it, but I am pretty amazing in the kitchen.", boasts Pacey with a proud grin on his face. Never really considered him much for cooking. Is it possible that I have Pace pegged all wrong? If he is such a great cook as he claims, maybe I will take him up on his offer. Why would I want a nice meal that I didn't have to make? I just hope Pacey isn't over selling his ability to cook. If he ruins lasagna for me, I swear they will never find his body. …