Interrupted Melody
This is a completely different story from my previous series. It takes place right after Dawson broke up with Jen. Basically everything after that and "The Breakfast Club" episode didn't happen. Dawson is still completely oblivious to Joey's feelings. I don't know if I'll continue it, I just felt like writing it. It may be a little unrealistic, though.
Disclaimer: I do not own the song "Kissing You" or Des'ree. The MIDI is from MIDI Farm, and I don't own that. The DC disclaimer is on my author’s page, so I'm covered. Here goes:
Interrupted Melody
"Hey, Dawson," Joey said, climbing through the window. She saw him lying on his bed with his hands behind his head staring at the ceiling. "Come on, Dawson. You broke up with her weeks ago. You can't still be dreaming about Jen."
"It's only been a few weeks," Dawson said defensively, still looking at the ceiling. "Besides, I stopped fantasizing about her taking me back a few days ago. In fact, I wasn't even thinking about her just now. I think I'm over her, Joey." Dawson sat up and looked at her excitedly. "I really do." Joey sighed, not completely believing him. She looked at him hopefully, though.
"That's great," she said encouragingly. "It really is. I hope you are."
"Yeah," Dawson said smiling. "Let's celebrate. Tonight."
"Oh good. Another Spielberg marathon. I can't wait," Joey said sarcastically, joining Dawson on the bed.
"No. Really celebrate. Let's see... Pacey's out of town visiting his grandparents... Let's go to the dance! Just you and me. It'll be fun, I promise."
"No, Dawson. No. Last time you brought me to a dance to spy on Jen. I've learned my lesson," Joey said firmly.
"Please, Jo," he pleaded. "I don't even know if she'll be there."
Joey laid down and put the pillow over her head. "I hate when you do this to me, Dawson," she said muffled underneath the pillow, “because you know I can't say no." She sat up again. "Okay, I'll go."
"You're the best, Jo!" Dawson said happily. He gave her a hug and a quick peck on the cheek. "Go home and get ready. I'll pick you up in two hours." Dawson left the room to go tell his parents of his plans for the night. Joey sat frozen on the bed for a minute. She put her hand up to where Dawson kissed her and ran her fingers across her cheek.
"Maybe this won't be so bad after all," she said to herself, smiling, before she exited through the window.
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Joey returned exactly two hours later. She thought that she might actually have a chance with Dawson that night, so she got a little more dressed up than usual. She was wearing a white tank top covered with a transparent open white shirt, somewhat tight flared jeans, and flats. She had her hair half up in a butterfly clip and had just a touch of lipstick on (Sorry, I usually don't ramble on about clothes, so I'll skip Dawson. He looked good, too).
"Wow, Jo. You look great," Dawson said to her, watching her through the mirror as he finished buttoning his shirt.
"Thanks," she blushed, sitting down on the bed. "Ready?"
"Yeah," he said, going up to her and offering her his arm. She put her arm through his and stood up. "We're going to use the front door," he said as they walked down the stairs. Bet you haven't done that in a while." Joey smiled as they left the house. They walked up to the car and Dawson opened the back door for her. "I thought I was going to pick you up?" Dawson asked as they climbed in the car. "Dad!" he yelled before he shut the door. "We're ready to go."
"You know me. Can't wait for a dance. Actually, I forgot. I'm used to climbing into your window," Joey answered. Mitch opened the front door and got into the car.
"When do you guys want to be picked up?" he asked.
"Um... it's okay. We'll probably walk home," Dawson said.
"Well, I offered," Mitch shrugged.
They pulled up to the dance and got out of the car. Dawson and Joey thanked Mitch and went into the building.
"Hey, there's Jen with Cliff," Dawson said looking around. Joey was still hanging onto his arm. "Great," she muttered under her breath. "Let's go say hi," Dawson said and pulled her over. They politely said hi and Joey was surprised when Dawson excused himself and Joey to get some punch very shortly afterwards. They had been at the dance for a couple of hours and were both having a pretty good time. They hadn't danced very much, but that was Joey's choice. Joey was surprised that Dawson hadn't watched or even mentioned Jen all evening. She wished that she could tell Dawson how she felt. He looked so good. He was with her, paying attention to her, yet she couldn't tell him that she loved him. She wanted to kick herself. Joey's ears perked up when she heard the next song. It was "Kissing You." She heard the opening on the piano and stood up.
"Dawson! I love this song. Can we please dance?" she begged him.
"Yeah, sure," Dawson said, a little surprised. Joey wanting to dance and slow dance at that? Joey liking a romantic song? Maybe he was rubbing off on her. She dragged him out onto the dance floor. Joey put her arms around Dawson's neck as he put his arms around her waist. They were shoulder to elbow length apart, and smiling at each other as Des'ree started singing:
(Listen to the MIDI of Kissing You!!!! It really does help the story, I think. Click here to listen. It has a very short loading time, don't worry.)
Pride can stand a thousand trials.
The strong will never fall.
But watching stars without you,
My soul cries.
Joey was staring at Dawson with love in her eyes. She wondered if he could tell. She searched his face for an answer but couldn't find one. She couldn't read how he felt about her or if he knew. She was in his arms and totally in love with him. She wanted to tell him so much....
Dawson still smiled at Joey but started to look around a bit. He didn't see her trying to figure him out. He thought he saw something more than friendship in her eyes, but decided that it was his imagination. Then, he spotted Jen.
Heaving heart is full of pain.
Oh, oh, the aching.
Joey turned to see what Dawson was staring at. She was horrified to see Jen and Cliff at the end of his gaze. The pain was evident from her expression. She turned to Dawson again, trying to keep the tears from falling. She kept looking into both of his eyes back and forth. He looked at her and noticed how watery her eyes were. He opened his mouth to ask her what was wrong.........
Cause I'm kissing you, oh.
I'm kissing you, oh.
.........Joey couldn't take it anymore. She kissed him more passionately then she ever thought possible. Dawson was completely shocked. She pulled back a little as the violins played until Des'ree started to sing again.
"J-Joey..." Dawson stuttered, not being able to get the words out to describe his surprise.
"Shh. Dawson, please," Joey whispered with tears in her eyes. "Let me have the song. If nothing else, let me have the song." She pulled his lips to hers and kissed him again with passion and sadness.
Touch me dear, pure and true.
Gift to me, forever.
Cause I'm kissing you, oh.
I'm kissing you, oh.
The violins and piano continued on as Joey put her head on Dawson and started kissing his neck and crying on his shoulder. They were pressed together. Dawson just swayed there with his eyes closed as Joey anxiously caressed his hair and back. As the music became more intense, she kissed him again with more passion than before. They stopped dancing, and a coherent thought entered Joey's mind: Is he kissing me back? She broke away from him as the violins held out a note. She looked into his eyes and stroked his cheek with her hand. "I love you," she said softly. She closed her eyes and kissed him again, this time very warmly and tenderly. She let her sorrow show on her face. She was going to lose him shortly.
Where are you now?
Where are you now?
Cause I'm kissing you.
I'm kissing you, oh.
They stayed in each other's arms after the song stopped playing. Joey suddenly broke free of the embrace. Dawson still stood there with his eyes closed, but his face was expressionless. Joey realized what she had just done and could not believe it.
"I'm so sorry, Dawson," she said wide-eyed in disbelief. He opened his eyes and saw the tears streaming down her cheeks and that she was slowly backing away. "I'm so sorry." She ran off and left Dawson standing alone on the dance floor.
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