A Hard Day's Night by: Holly and Jenny
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Rating: Light PG-13. Nothing at all graphic. If you watch the show, you're definatly old enough to read this. No small kiddies!
Pairing: Dawson/Joey romance
Summary: This takes place right after Breaking Away. Dawson and Joey are adjusting along with their friends to their new relationship. Jen is hurting from her loss, and Joey tries to provide some comfort. Meanwhile, something's bothering Joey, but she won't tell Dawson what it is.
A Hard Day's Night
They were standing together in Dawson's bedroom. Joey had just come through the front door. Dawson was wondering why she hadn't used the ladder.
Joey was wondering if she should have come. They
stood an awkward ten feet away from each other.
"So, movie night. Like always." Joey smiled
tightly. Dawson opened his mouth to say something,
and then looked down at the Spielberg film he was
"We can do something else, Jo. Umm, let's
see. Oh, I know! The new movie by that Kevin
Williamson guy is at the theatre."
"Isn't he the one who makes all those horror
movies that twist you around in complicated plot
lines with more herrings than a lake and then has the
killer be the most obvious person?"
"Okay, so no movie," Dawson said, raising his
"No, I'll go see it." Joey shrugged her
sholders. "It's just why waste all that useful brain
power on following up on something that comes out to
be such a dissapointment?" Joey looked at
him meaningfully. She sighed in her head. Obviously,
Dawson wasn't getting what she was trying desperatly
to communicate to him--SHE WANTED TO KNOW WHERE THEIR
RELATIONSHIP WAS GOING! For so long she had waited
for Dawson to kiss her, really kiss her, with all his
heart. And finally two days ago, he had and she had
felt those fireworks all those romantic sappy books,
which she would vehemently deny reading, said there
was. Yesterday they had spent the day on a rowboat in
the creek basically kissing. Today, Joey was ready
for the honesty part of this new relationship to set
in. She wanted to ask him something. Dawson was still
sitting on the bed looking between a Spielberg movie
and a brainless romantic comedy. Joey moved over to
the bed and sat next to him.
"Nice to know your going to stay a while,
Jo." He gave her that naive Dawson puppy dog grin
that set her heart off...no, she was going to be
"Dawson," she said, as he reached over to put
the Spielberg movie (surprise,surprise) into the VCR.
She pulled him back.
"Tomorrow at school, what are we?"
"What do you mean Jo? Hey, and how come you
didn't come up the ladder?"
"Not the issue at hand, Dawson. And even you
have to know what I mean. Right now were us, a well,
couple or whatever, but at school is this us, or is
the old us us?" Dawson looked as if he were thinking
"Does this really take up all your brain
"No, I'm just trying to figure out what you
just said." He knew that would get her.
"Oooo, you!" she yelled. She threw herself on
him, tickling him in the stomach, where she knew he
was the most ticklish. Dawson turned the tables on
her holding her down with his forearm, while tickling
"Give?" he asked.
"Give," she said.
"Good." Dawson looked into her eyes and
kissed her. Just then Mrs. Leery walked into the
room. Dawson and Joey sat up. Mrs.Leery looked at
them both. She started to say something, but
aparently thought better of it. Instead she turned
around to hide her amusement.
"I'll just come back later." Avoiding each
others eyes, Joey and Dawson fully sat up.
"The Color Purple okay?"
Later that night, back at home Joey looked at
herself in the mirror. She and Dawson had agreed that
their sleepovers probably weren't such a good idea
anymore. Well, actually Joey had said that, and for
once Dawson hadn't argued vehemently, which was
basically his way of agreeing with her.
Joey laughed to herself. I guess all this
means Jen and I aren't friends anymore. Which was
actually to bad. Joey had admitted to herself a while
ago that she loved Dawson and she was finding out she
should probably revoke that subscription to the I
Hate Pacey Whitter Club. But sometimes, and she hated
to admit this to herself, she almost wished she had
another female to talk to. But at some point in time
God decided he hated herand excluded her from same
sex friendships. And now all the people in her life
were guys, and they didn't even make double digits.
Bessie was actually an okay sister, but between Bodie
and the baby, Joey wasn't sure Bessie knew whether
she was alive anymore. Joey could be off gang banging
bikers and Bessie wouldn't have noticed. And most of
the girls at Capeside High were of the ditsy sort of
mind. And the ones who weren't, like Abby, were stuck
up and took assertivness to a level that made even
Joey shudder. Guidance counselors were really
beginning to make a difference. Maybe they shouldn't
have stressed assertivness quite so much to people
like Abby when they were younger.
Maybe she should go out for cheerleading. At
least then she'd have female friends even if their
IQ's all added together equaled the usual final score
of Capeside High's football team.Oh, great now she
was going to have to kill herself because her mind
was dirty for thinking a thought like that. Joey
pinned her hair up, sighed in disgust, and walked
away from the mirror.
Meanwhile, up the creek, in Dawson's room, he
was trying to figure out what had happened when Joey
was there. It had been so awkward, and he really
didn't want to to be that way. He sighed and lay down
on his bed, hands behind his head. And what were they
going to tell people? Jen was going to be upset, and
since her grandpa had just died, he didn't want to
make it even harder on her. But he knew she was going
to find out. It was the inevitable fate of love
triangles. When something actually happened, someone
you liked ended up getting hurt. Dawson wondered if
there was an appropriate movie-real life corralation.
"I bet Steven Spielbergs teenage years
weren't like this," he thought. "This is what I get
for falling in love with my best friend." Dawson
realized with a start that he had just admitted to
himself that he loved her. That was a blow to him. He
knew he cared about her, but he hadn't realized until
right this second he was in love with her. Dawson
went over to his desk. On it was a picture of him and
Jo on their first fishing trip on the creek. They
were seven years old and grinning broadly, holding up
the three small fish they had caught. It was all so
simple back then. Joey was his best friend, she still
was, but back then he hadn't thought about kissing
her every other second. He shook his head to try and
rid himself of the whole jumble of thoughts going on
"Dawson!" Joey called from the window. "Hey!"
"Joey!" Dawson turned away from his desk
suddenly. "Hey what are you doing back here?" He
jumped over to where she has climbing over the window
sill.He put his hand on her back, as if trying to
help her down.
"Dawson," Joey looked at him scathingly.
"I've been climbing in this window for ten years. I
think I'll be okay without your help." But then she
smiled and he grinned back at her.
"Anyway, I came back because I was just
wondering if your mom came back to ask questions?"
She smiled a little half smile and sat down at his
"Nah, she sent my dad up," Dawson picked up
his ET doll and sat across from her on the bed.
"What'd he say?"
"Basically, so you finally got together!!
Thank God!" Joey laughed. Dawson loved that laugh.
Joey didn't laugh a whole lot, but when she did it
was so beautiful...
"Uhh, Dawson..." Joey waved her hands in
front of his face.
"Ohh, sorry Jo. Anyway then he just said we
should be careful about how serious we get. I don't
think he was serious." What Dawson wasn't telling
Joey was that his dad had actually been asking a lot
of personal questions about their relationship. He
said the public had the right to know, after waiting
so long for them to get together. Dawson was puzzled
because he had thought Jo had only liked him for
about three months. Maybe he really was a child, he
needed to grow up. Then his father had said he was to
young to have grandchildren, which Dawson basically
thought was a stupid statement. Now he looked back at
Joey, who seemed to be examining her hands.
"The reason I came back, Dawson, is that
tonight was very weird. I don't want that to be us, I
want us to be best friends, and boyfriend and
girlfriend. And I have to tell you, we said we wanted
to be honest with each other. So, I love you, Dawson.
I am deeply and totally, completely in love with you.
And that is so hard for me to say, because I don't
like to need anyone. I hate needing someone, because
I really don't have anyone who cares." Tears started
to stream down her face, slowly because it was taking
all her self control not to completely break down.
"I'm sorry.. I'm sorry.." she mumbled. Dawson just
sat there staring at her. Then slowly he got up and
moved towards her. Then he put his arms around her.
"It's okay, Joey. I care about you, so much.
If anything ever happened to you my life would cease
to function. I mean, who would tell me when I was
acting stupidly romantic, and who would analyze my
every action and believe in me? " Joey gave a small
smile. "I love you Jo. I can't even beieve how much.
I don't know why it's so hard to believe. Your
everything to me."
"God," Joey ran a tissue over her eyes, that
Dawson had just handed her. "I'm waiting for the ugly
sappy music to start."
"This isn't the movies Jo. We don't have a
soundtrack--but we have this.." Dawson ran over to
his cd player and put in Natalie Merchant. Joey lay
her head on his shoulder and they danced.
"Bessie- oh, hi." Joey looked into Bessie's
face and knew she was in for it. Darn, she definatly
liked it better when Bessie wasn't paying attention.
"Josephine Potter, it is 4 am, where the hell
have you been!?"
"At Dawson's?" Joey said it almost as if she
was asking Bessie.
"You didn't say you were going to be there. I
thought you were spending the night here."
"Well, we were just talking, I mean, nothing
"Nothing happened?" Bessie sat dwn looked
confused, but knowing. "You and Dawson--your
"No!," said Joey uncomfortably. "Were not
dating exactly..." Bessie laughed.
" Now. No more going out without telling me
first. And unless you want to add another kid to this
house, which would not excite me, no more
sleepovers." Joey screamed. Then the baby screamed.
"I am soo tired," Joey put her head down on
her desk. She was in homeroom, which, unfortunatly,
she shared with Pacey.
"Late night Jo?" Pacey swung his feet up onto
is desk. "Daydreaming about Dawson again?" He gave
her is smirk.
"Oh, shut up, Pacey,"she gave him a smirk of
"I just gotta say Jo. You have amazing
patience. I mean, if I were you, I would have picked
another guy by now."
"I knew all that oogling of girls was just an
act to hide your true feelings--"
"Yeah, yeah. Well at least I don't obsess
over someone who likes me as a 'friend'. Face it Jo.
It'll never happen. " Just then Dawson came over. He
had been listening to the conversation in amusement
from outside the door. He decided to make Pacey eat
crow. He walked into the room, smiled at Joey, and
"Hey! How's my favorite girl friend?" If
Pacey's jaw dropped any lower he would need surgery
to fix it.
"Guy!" Pacey slammed his locker shut. "So MY
advice was good, huh? You and little Joey. The good
girl, the girl from the other side of the creek, the.."
Joey was in a little dream world. Boy was it
fun to show up Pacey..
"Oooff!" Joey bumped into a figure coming
around the corner.
"Jen, oh, sorry," Joey ducked her head a
little. She couldn't help but feel a little guilty
about being with Dawson. She hadn't even noticed Jens
tear stained, red face until now. "Jen, um, are you
"Joey--uhh, yeah. Excuse me." And Joey stared
after Jen, wondering what was going on. Maybe it was
about her and Dawson, but it seemed like something
else, besides the only person who really knew was
Pacey. Joey shrugged and walked down the hall.
Dawson kissed Joey deeply. They were hiding
in the stacks of the library at lunch, so they could
"I love you, Jo." Joey smiled. She loved how
Dawson could be hoplessly romantic, even if annoyed
the hell out of her sometimes.
"I feel like we're in that sappy movie Bed of
Roses. The only missing thing is....we're both
"Dawson. Real world. NOW!"
"Sorry, Jo" He kissed her.
"Hmm, maybe we can do something about that
thing that's missing."Dawson grinned in that puppy
Over in the next stack, Capeside's favorite
little vixen, Abby Morgen covered her mouth to stifle
a gasp. "Oh my god," she
whispered."This...is...NEWS!!!!!" She ran out of the
library to find Jen Lindley.
Joey broke off a kiss. "Dawson, I saw Jen
today. She looked like crap. Do you think she knows
"Oooh, I'm so stupid!" He hit his forehead
with his fist."last night, my dad told me her
"I don't know, you just got this look on
"Dawson, you're reading too much into
things. I'm fine." She kissed him, as if to prove it.
"So, you coming over after school?"
"No, I have to work, but I'll be over later."
"Ok." He grinned.
He reached to kiss her, and she stopped him.
" Class, Dawson?" We ARE still in school."
"Right. Class." He took her by the hand, and
they started off to class together. "I love you." She
Joey knocked on the door in front of her.
Mrs. Ryan opened the door, and Joey was amazed to see
that she looked as though she'd been crying.
Not making eye contact she said " I -I heard.
I'm so sorry."
"Well, thank you. W- Would you like to come
" Yeah. I would, actually."
Joey walked up the stairs looking at the
pictures on the wall. She saw a little blond girl,
about three years old. She was wearing a "Jesus Loves
Me" t-shirt. With a start she realized this was Jen.
She knocked on Jen's bedroom door.
"Hey. Jen?" There was a small crumpled up
figure lying on the bed and Joey could hear sobs
emerging from it. She walked over slowly, uncertainly
towards the bed. "Hey. Jen, it'll be alright. It
really will.I know how you feel. " Jen sat up.
"Joey?" she sniffed. Joey swallowed all her
own hurt and pride. She opened her arms.
"It's going to be okay. I know you can't see that
right now, but it will." And Jen hugged her and cried.
"Joey?" Dawson looked up from his movie.
Joey climbed into the room. "Hey what's wrong?"
Dawson knew right away from the look on her face that
she was upset. He may have been blind to a lot of
things, but he could always tell when Jo was hurting.
"I just.." she bit her lip, her eyes watery.
"I just really need you to hold me tonight
Dawson.I--I.." Dawson moved over to her, and put his
arms around her.
"Hey, hey, it's gonna be alright." And even though Joey knew that it wouldn't be and that Dawson couldn't stop the hurt of remembering her mom's death, for that moment she felt safe.
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