In Your Dreams
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Category:
1 through F › Dawson's Creek
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
25
Views:
7,482
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Dawson s Creek, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
The Grilled Cheese Sits Alone
The Grilled Cheese Stands Alone
Andie awoke to the sound of pans russelling in the kitchen. She rubbed her eyes and checked Pacey's clock, when she noticed
how late she'd slept in she went to hop up out of bed. When she realized she was shirtless she grabbed the "METAL HEAD"
tshirt from beside the bed and put it on. As she made her way into the kitchen after a quick shower, she PacePacey,
dressed in only boxer shorts and a grey shirt cooking on the stove. He turned and smiled as she sat down at the table.
"Good morning...I should I say afternoon," Pacey made a cute gesture with the fork in his hand and turned back to tend to
the grilled cheese. He poked at it a few more times before he plopped it onto a plate and in front of Andie.
"Thanks Pace...but you really didn't have to..."
"No no I insist, you must eat el cheeso grillo a la Pacey.." he smiled sweetly using a fake spanish tone. Andie lifted the
sandwich a took a small bite, she wiped her mouth and looked at Pacey who was now sitting across the table from her.
"It's good..." Andie chewed and nodded, Pacey inched his way over the table and waited for her to finish chewing. Once
she swallowed he leaned in a placed a tender kiss on her lips, she sighed and kissed back.
"Is everything ok Mcphee?" Pacey asked pulling away. Andie looked down at the sandwich in front of her and stayed quiet
for what seemed like eternity. She knew what had to be done, she just wanted to process how to say it exactly before she
opened her mouth.
"Andie..." Pacey stared at her, suddenly Andie looked up at him quickly and began to speak.
"We need to talk..."
"About what exactly...?"
"No let me rephrase, we need to have 'the talk'"
"The talk?"
"Yes the 'we aren't dating and we aren't together but we are having sex' talk." Andie put it in a way Pacey could
understand.
"Oh." he said softly.
"So what do you have to say?" she asked.
"What do I have to say," Pacey got up from his chair and pushed it into the table. "I don't know what I have to say...what
do you have to say Andie?" he asked feeling a little insecure.
"I just, Pacey it's hard for me to process what I'm feeling right now, I mean yes there is definitely that still tingles
inside me when I'm around you...but...there are other circumstances right now that could get back in the way of these
feelings again." Andie scratched her palm nervously. At this point Pacey felt hurt and unable to think straight, so he
just decided to say the first thing that came into his head.
"You led me on Andie..." he mumbled.
"Excuse me?" she said sharply.
"You led me on, you know I don't get you anymore first you want me then you don't, then you come over and we have sex, three
times, count that, three times, once last night, then later in the night when we woke up and couldn't sleep and then early
just as the sun rose! And if you remember the second and third time you were the one intuating it, you asked me...and i.."
he paused feeling pained. "Jesus why didn't you just say it after the first time Andie, you don't want me, you want the
idea of having me, and just to be able to act on it once in awhile might be good enough for you but it doesn't work that
way for me! So you either tell me now that you want it to be like it was when were together or you don't want me at all!"
Pacey voice rose and fell throughout his hurting stream of words, it almost looked as a tear formed in one corner of his
big sad eyes.
"I can't...I can't say these things right now, I can generate this all into my head at once...Pacey I...."
"You know what? It doesn't matter. It could never be like it was anyway, we could never go back to how we were, not after
the betrayl when you slept with Mark...after that something clicked off and we changed...we can't go back, So just forget..
forget it," Pacey's calm but heated voice hit Andie like a ton of bricks. She didn't know what else to say, the way she
was feeling was blurry at the moment and he'd given her too many words to work with all at once. Andie gave Pacey a aching
look and got up from the seat.
"I think I should probably go now..." she sniffled.
"That's probably the best thing right now, yeah," Pacey looked at the floor and nodded in agreement. Andie proceeded to
his bedroom and got the rest of her stuff, within minutes the screen door opened and closed with no goodbyes. Pacey
propped himself onto the counter by his sink as her engine roared and the sound became faint as she rode away. He rubbed
his head and creased his forehead in pain. He jumped off the counter and went into the fridge, when he spotted a Miller
Lite bottle he grabbed it and popped it open making his way back othe the counter. He swigged and sipped off it looking
down at the floor, counting the tiny micro cracks in the tiles and wondering if his day could get any worse.
Andie awoke to the sound of pans russelling in the kitchen. She rubbed her eyes and checked Pacey's clock, when she noticed
how late she'd slept in she went to hop up out of bed. When she realized she was shirtless she grabbed the "METAL HEAD"
tshirt from beside the bed and put it on. As she made her way into the kitchen after a quick shower, she PacePacey,
dressed in only boxer shorts and a grey shirt cooking on the stove. He turned and smiled as she sat down at the table.
"Good morning...I should I say afternoon," Pacey made a cute gesture with the fork in his hand and turned back to tend to
the grilled cheese. He poked at it a few more times before he plopped it onto a plate and in front of Andie.
"Thanks Pace...but you really didn't have to..."
"No no I insist, you must eat el cheeso grillo a la Pacey.." he smiled sweetly using a fake spanish tone. Andie lifted the
sandwich a took a small bite, she wiped her mouth and looked at Pacey who was now sitting across the table from her.
"It's good..." Andie chewed and nodded, Pacey inched his way over the table and waited for her to finish chewing. Once
she swallowed he leaned in a placed a tender kiss on her lips, she sighed and kissed back.
"Is everything ok Mcphee?" Pacey asked pulling away. Andie looked down at the sandwich in front of her and stayed quiet
for what seemed like eternity. She knew what had to be done, she just wanted to process how to say it exactly before she
opened her mouth.
"Andie..." Pacey stared at her, suddenly Andie looked up at him quickly and began to speak.
"We need to talk..."
"About what exactly...?"
"No let me rephrase, we need to have 'the talk'"
"The talk?"
"Yes the 'we aren't dating and we aren't together but we are having sex' talk." Andie put it in a way Pacey could
understand.
"Oh." he said softly.
"So what do you have to say?" she asked.
"What do I have to say," Pacey got up from his chair and pushed it into the table. "I don't know what I have to say...what
do you have to say Andie?" he asked feeling a little insecure.
"I just, Pacey it's hard for me to process what I'm feeling right now, I mean yes there is definitely that still tingles
inside me when I'm around you...but...there are other circumstances right now that could get back in the way of these
feelings again." Andie scratched her palm nervously. At this point Pacey felt hurt and unable to think straight, so he
just decided to say the first thing that came into his head.
"You led me on Andie..." he mumbled.
"Excuse me?" she said sharply.
"You led me on, you know I don't get you anymore first you want me then you don't, then you come over and we have sex, three
times, count that, three times, once last night, then later in the night when we woke up and couldn't sleep and then early
just as the sun rose! And if you remember the second and third time you were the one intuating it, you asked me...and i.."
he paused feeling pained. "Jesus why didn't you just say it after the first time Andie, you don't want me, you want the
idea of having me, and just to be able to act on it once in awhile might be good enough for you but it doesn't work that
way for me! So you either tell me now that you want it to be like it was when were together or you don't want me at all!"
Pacey voice rose and fell throughout his hurting stream of words, it almost looked as a tear formed in one corner of his
big sad eyes.
"I can't...I can't say these things right now, I can generate this all into my head at once...Pacey I...."
"You know what? It doesn't matter. It could never be like it was anyway, we could never go back to how we were, not after
the betrayl when you slept with Mark...after that something clicked off and we changed...we can't go back, So just forget..
forget it," Pacey's calm but heated voice hit Andie like a ton of bricks. She didn't know what else to say, the way she
was feeling was blurry at the moment and he'd given her too many words to work with all at once. Andie gave Pacey a aching
look and got up from the seat.
"I think I should probably go now..." she sniffled.
"That's probably the best thing right now, yeah," Pacey looked at the floor and nodded in agreement. Andie proceeded to
his bedroom and got the rest of her stuff, within minutes the screen door opened and closed with no goodbyes. Pacey
propped himself onto the counter by his sink as her engine roared and the sound became faint as she rode away. He rubbed
his head and creased his forehead in pain. He jumped off the counter and went into the fridge, when he spotted a Miller
Lite bottle he grabbed it and popped it open making his way back othe the counter. He swigged and sipped off it looking
down at the floor, counting the tiny micro cracks in the tiles and wondering if his day could get any worse.