Dawson sat by the dock throwing pebbles into the water. He was angry, confused and felt betrayed ever since Pacey, his best friend had stolen the love of his life. Jack watched from across how angry Dawson was. He knew it sucked for Dawson to have to watch the two people he cared most about be together and leave him out.
Jack walked over to where Dawson sat and stood watching him. Dawson hardly noticed his presence until Jack cleared his throat.
"Ahem. Hey Dawson," Jack began.
Dawson's face showed resentment. "What do you want Jack?"
Jack kneeled next to him and stared into his sad eyes. "Are you ok?"
"No Jack I'm not ok! Why do you even bother to ask?"
Jack shrugged. "I'm just trying to start a conversation. I'm sorry."
Dawson sighed. "Ah it's ok. I'm sorry, didn't mean to act like an asshole. You didn't do anything to me."
Jack smiled and sat next to Dawson. "I know it's gotta be tough seeing Pacey and Joey together. But hey, you got a lot going for you. Don't let those two bring you down."
Dawson smiled weakly. "Yeah I guess. I'm just pissed. I'm more pissed at Pacey though. He was my best friend and now he's with my girl."
"Well, Pacey will soon learn that he hurt his best friend and he'll pay for what he did to you."
"Well, I don't wish Pacey anything bad, but I do hope he knows how much he's hurt me."
"I'm sure he does," Jack said placing his hand over Dawson's.
Dawson looked down and Jack quickly took his hand off. "Sorry, I was just being a friend, don't think I was making a move on you or anything."
Dawson looked away. "So what brings you down here? I mean besides trying to make me feel better?"
Jack stared at him. "I was just taking a walk and saw you here. What do you say we go back to my house? My sister is not there. We can drink a little and watch some movies if you want."
Dawson looked at Jack. His face lit up. "Yeah, that sounds better than what I was originally going to do."
"What was that?" Jack asked.
"Nothing at all."
Both boys laughed and headed off to Jack's place.
* * *
After a few drinks, Dawson sat on Jack's sofa relaxing and had almost forgotten the whole Pacey and Joey situation. Jack was sitting down on the couch next to him.
"I think this movie was Steven Spielberg's best," Dawson said as they watched Duel.
"Yeah it's freaky. I wonder if the whole thing is a mind game you know," Jack replied.
Just as the boys were watching the movie, a knock on the door interrupted their concentration. Jack got up to answer the door. His heart almost stopped when he saw Pacey at the door.
"Pacey! Hey w-what are you doing here?"
Pacey looked puzzled. "Can't I just come for a visit?"
"Yeah sure, but-"
Pacey made his way in the house. He took off his coat and placed it on one of the kitchen tables. "So what you up to tonight?"
Jack looked nervous. "Uh not much-"
"Jack hey, I was-" Dawson froze. He walked into the kitchen wanting another drink but Pacey was there.
"Hey Dawson," Pacey said in a low voice.
"What is he doing here?" Dawson asked angrily.
Jack shrugged. "He just came by to visit."
"Well then, I'm out of here!" Dawson stomped out of the kitchen.
"Ah shit," Jack said following Dawson.
Dawson put on his leather jacket. He heard Jack's footsteps behind him. Jack grabbed his arm to stop him from going anywhere.
"Hey come on man. Just stay," Jack pleaded.
Dawson nodded. He pulled away and turned to face him. Angry tears ran down his face. "I hate that guy. I hate him!"
"Don't say that. He's your friend."
"What do you know? You just met us both so how could you know us?"
"I may not know you both that well, but I do know that everyone can use a friend. See, growing up gay, I never had a chance to have a real friend. I was always hiding who I was."
Dawson calmed down a bit. He sighed and took off his jacket hanging it back on the coat hanger. "I see. I'm sorry. Shit I'm just so pissed."
"I know. Now Pacey will only be here for a while I promise."
"Fine, but don't expect me to talk to him."
Pacey walked in the living room and crossed his arms. "So what's going on?"
"You stole my girlfriend you bastard, that's what's going on," Dawson quickly replied.
Jack tried to change the subject. "Ok who wants another drink?"
Pacey narrowed his eyes at Dawson. "Well, for your information, Mr. Smartass, Joey and I broke up. Seems she's confused at the time and does not know if she loves me or you."
Dawson raised a brow. "Really? You mean she might still love me?"
Pacey nodded. "Yeah."
Jack groaned. "See! You two were fighting over nothing! This girl is confused! You know the way women get!"
Pacey and Dawson looked at Jack and had to agree. Joey had been with Jack too and obviously was heartbroken when he told her he was gay.
"Now you two hug each other and be friends again will ya?" Jack said.
Pacey moved closer to Dawson and then jack pushed him making Pacey fall into Dawson's arms. Dawson hugged his friend and Pacey returned the hold.
"I'm sorry man," Pacey mumbled.
"Me too. I was such a prick to you."
They held each other for a while and Jack stood back enjoying the scenery. He had to admit he had arrived to town that both Dawson and Pacey had caught his eye. How could they not? They were both so hot!
"Ahem!" Jack cleared his throat.
Both boys pulled away from each other nervously.
"That was a nice make up hug," Jack said.
Dawson blushed. "Thanks Jack."
"Yeah thanks," Pacey agreed.
"So no chance of a make up kiss huh?" Jack teased.
Dawson playfully punched Jack on his arm. "Ha! You wish!"
Pacey smiled wickedly. "What's the matter Dawson? You too homophobic?"
Dawson looked shocked. "W-what?"
"You heard. Are you afraid of kissing me?"
Dawson looked nervously at Jack and then at Pacey. "You mean you would really kiss me?"
Pacey nodded. "Why not? I mean it's just a kiss right?"
Dawson's heart pounded. "Well I guess it would be ok."
Pacey and Jack both burst out laughing. "Ah shit! He was really going to let me kiss him!" Pacey shouted.
Dawson frowned. "You both suck! I'm out of here!"