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You're Still The One


Part 2

Written By: Cat
Rating: G
Summary: Dawson's Creek goes through some changes.

Disclaimer: I am not in any way affilated with the show.
I don't not own any of the characters from the show. I do
own rights to any characters I have made up. No copy rght
infirgment intended.

It was about 4:30am when Dawson decided to get up. He couldn't help but think of how hurt Joey looked yesterday when Jen showed up. He had to tell her how he felt and then maybe she would open up more. There I go again thinking about Joey. What's with me these days? Dawson tried to make himself look at least half decent and he climbed out his bedroom window. He had to think and he knew just where to go. Joey woke up thinking about Dawson. As she looked at her watch she realized only about 4:45am, and now she couldn't go back to sleep now that the little terrorist that slept next to her was awake. She decided to get up and get an early start. As she pulled on a white spaghetti strap top with mini daisies on it, she couldn't help but think of him. His eyes yesterday were so loving. She cursed herself for being an idiot and running off like that. She'd been so stupid and she didn't even know why Dawson was still her best friend. She had basically driven Jen away from him, ruined his family, and now possibly ruined their relationship. Well, she told herself, I might as well not be here when he comes to get me. I'll tell him I had to go early for some homework or something. She pulled on a black cardigan and slammed the door on her way out. She had to go to think and she knew just the place. Dawson sat on a stump and gazed into the water. He was hidden in case the old miser came. He heard a rustle of leaves and ducked closer into the bushes. It was Joey. What was she doing here, he thought. He watched for awhile, not saying anything.He watched her sit down on a bench and start thinking aloud. "God Dawson, why do you make it so hard for me to not fall in love with you." Dawson tried to contain his excitement to conceal his cover. Joey loved him and he loved Joey, what could be more perfect. He contemplated whether or not to tell Joey his true feelings for her. The answer was obvious and by the time he had rehearsed what he was going to say, Joey was gone. Where did she go? Probably to school. He jumped up and walked slowly to school, all the while thinking of his situation with Joey. As Joey walked into the deserted school, she saw a huge poster advertising the last dance of the year which was to be held on Friday. Great, she thought, just another chance for Dawson and Jen to go together. Oh well, I guess this year has to come to some kind of tragic end, at least for me anyway. Joey opened a door and walked in. Dawson literally ran to the school. He burst in the school's front door and started yelling Joey's name. No answer. He looked in the library. No Joey. He looked by her locker. No Joey. He was just about to give up when a door creaked open. "Dawson?" a timid voice called. "Joey? Is that you?" Dawson yelled from the halls, his voice echoing. "Of course it's me. Now just go away. I know you'll always love Jen so just spare me the run around," she called out from somewhere in the building. "Look Joey, just go to the dance with me and I promise I'll explain everything. So will you?" Dawson pleaded, trying to find the source of the voice. "Only if you promise it's not going to be like last time, a hopeless guilt trip," Joey answered. "Alright," Dawson replied, smiling at the mental picture of Joey and him dancing, "Now come out, please." "You have to find me first," Joey teased. Dawson ran down the hall, following the sound of her voice. He came to the girls' restroom. Nah, she couldn't be in there, he told himself. But he's looked everywhere else. He braced himself for any possible screams and ducked in the door. "Looks like you found me out." "Well hello to you too," Dawson said with a devilish grin. "Look I better head back home for my stuff. I kinda didn't have time to grab it before I left. By the way, how did you know I was here?" "Uh, would you believe process of elimination?" Dawson said trying to not give away where he really saw her. "Yeah sure Dawson, whatever. Really." "It's kinda hard to explain. You see I...went to the ruin this morning to think and..." "You saw me and didn't say anything?" Joey said, trying not to sound mad. "No I...I saw you walking toward the school and I thought you might be in some kind of trouble so I followed you. I yelled for you but I guess you didn't hear me," Dawson said hoping she'd buy the story. "Oh, I see." "Can I walk with you?" Dawson said, appearing very hopeful. "Come on." They walked hand in hand towards Joey's house. It was only 7:00am and they had plenty of time to kill before school started. As they neared Joey's house Dawson offered to come in with her. "Why?" "I need to ask your sister something very important." A very bewildered Joey then opened the screen door and before yelling for her sister, she checked to see if the monster was asleep. Of course he wasn't so she called for Bessie. "Hold on a sec Jo!" Bessie called from the back room, " What is it anyway?" "Dawson wants to ask you something!" Joey hollered. Bessie emerged two minutes later fully dressed and even with makeup on. "Well what is it Dawson?" she asked. "It would be an honor and give me great pleasure if Josephine Potter would accompany me to the school dance," Dawson said in a very dignified tone. "And why are you asking me this?" Bessie asked in a rather perplexed tone. "Because a gentleman always asks the permission of his fair lady's guardian before escorting her to a social function." Joey look at Dawson as if he were from outer space. "What brought about this Middle Age act?" Joey inquired. "I'm just trying to do this the right way," Dawson replied. "Of course Dawson," Bessie said as she gave Joey a knowing look. "Let's just go Dawson," Joey said as she grabbed her bookbag and they walked out the door together. "Bye Bessie and thanks!" Dawson yelled. "Your welcome!" As they walked around the creek towards Dawson's house he said, "I need to get my books as well. Care to join me?" "Might as well." When they arrived at Dawson's he told her to wait outside. "I've got to get something," he told her. He emerged from the house carrying a daisy along with his bookbag. Dawson had thought of the daisy after seeing what Joey was wearing. This would look great in her hair, he thought. Joey was fiddling around with her shoe laces as Dawson came out of his house. She saw what he was holding and immediately thought of Jen. Well, there goes my chance at even having him. That little New Yorker girl still has him wrapped around her little finger even though they've broken up, Joey thought in great disgust. "For you mademoiselle," Dawson said with great flare, interrupting Joey's thoughts. "For me?" Joey said with great surprise. "Who else would I give this to?" Dawson asked. "Here allow me." He then cut the stem to the right length, pushed back her hair, and placed the daisy ever so gently behind Joey's ear. "Magnifico!" The two shared an intense gaze that only lasted a few seconds but could have melted an iceberg. "Thanks. It's still early. Care to have a bite to eat?" Joey asked, still getting over the intensity of Dawson's eyes. "Don't mind if I do." They talked over pancakes that Joey had made and fresh squeezed orange juice. Then there was a knock at the door. Dawson got up to go answer t and Joey followed. "Are you Dawson Leery?" the man at the door asked. "Yes sir. And you are?" "I'm a representative for the Boston Film Festival and I'm here to congratulate you on your superb entry that has won "Best Picture" and "Best Screenplay." The Board would like to honor you and the other winners at a banquet this Friday night. Can you be there?" the man asked. Dawson turned to Joey and said, "Isn't that the night of the dance?" "Yeah, but you need to go to Boston for the banquet. I'll find someone else to go with," Joey said, with a hint of disappointment in her voice. "She can always come along. I mean most people bring their significant others. By the way, you look familiar to me. Have we met before?" the man asked Joey. "I don't think so but I was in Dawson's movie," Joey said with a smile. "That's where it was. I believe that settles it then. But would you mind telling me if you know where Jennifer Lindley or Pacey Witter lives?" the man questioned. "Yeah. Jen lives right next door and Pacey lives about five doors down. Why?" Dawson replied. "Jennifer won "Best Supporting Actress" and Pacey won "Best Actor," the man said, "Thank you for your time and here are your tickets. Please be there by at least 6:30pm." As the man walked away Dawson said, "Well if that wasn't weird. I mean the odds of me winning anything were slim to none. And I won. Never in my life did I expect this." "Well congratulations Dawson!" Joey said. It took all of her willpower to not kiss him. "I couldn't have done any of this without you. You know that right?" Dawson said, pulling her closer. "Dawson you're fooling yourself. You've never really needed me. I'm just along for the ride," Joey said trying to avoid Dawson's smoldering stare. "Now you know that's not true. You're my better half, my inspiration, my everything. Joey what I'm trying to say is..." Dawson stopped because he thought if he went on he would hurt Joey. "I...you're my best friend. I couldn't possibly fathom life without you." "What are you trying to say Dawson?" "What I'm trying to say is that I'm in love with you Jo. I always have been but I've just been to stupid to see it," Dawson said, hoping for the best reaction possible from the beautiful face he was staring into. "I love you too. I would have waited for eternity just to hear you say that," Joey said rejoicing. "You do? I didn't think you felt that way towards me. Oh god Joey," Dawson pulled her in close and tilted her chin up with his hand. "That's the problem with you Dawson Leery, always thinking," Joey said. They embraced in a warm, passionate kiss until the doorbell rang. "Don't bother with the door," Dawson said in between kisses. He led her up to his room and told her to find her bikini that she'd left over there from the past summer. "Where are we going?" "We are going to skip school and go to the beach." "What are you up to?" Joey said with a little skepticism. "I'm going to rent a boat and we're going sailing. You up to that?" "Anything just to be with you," Joey leaned over a kissed Dawson on thelips. Dawson kissed back and thought how everything had changed between him and Joey but somehow he didn't really care. His thoughts were interrupted by the doorbell again. He pulled away reluctantly. He told her he'd be right back. He went downstairs to answer the door and...