So, not sure where this came from but here it is. I miss Ness…tell me I'm not alone. This story is not bated, so all mistakes are mine…please be kind
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Disclaimer: I do not now, nor have in the past, nor will I in the future own New Girl, or the characters.
Fine with it…
It wasn't weird, until it was weird. They were friends, then they were more then friends, then they were just friends again, each in there own relationships. Jess was fine with it. Completely fine with it, well kind of completely fine with it. Okay! eventually Jess got to the point that she didn't inwardly cringe when she saw Nick openly hang all over another girl like she wasn't planning a future with this guy five freaking minutes ago! So, like she kept telling herself, and CeCe, and her mom, or anyone else that asked - she was fine with it. If she was being completely honest with herself it was hard to see how easily Nick fell back into random hookups with girls he'd meet at the bar. She would hear the drunk girl giggles mingled with half hearted attempts by Nick to shush said drunk girl, while simultaneously knocking into every item of furniture between the front door and his room, on these fun and oh so lonely nights, Jess would roll over pulling the pillow over her head and replay their breakup, then she would remember that even though she loved Nick and that Nick loved her, in the long run they would never work and it was better to part ways still loving one another, then to post pone it till they hated one another, and that helped her get to the point where she was honestly fine with it.
It helped when she met Ryan. He was the first guy that she was attracted to since the breakup, and she liked him, like really liked him. He was hot, and educated, and sincere, and thoughtful, and driven, and almost completely the opposite of Nick. When she was with Ryan, he made her laugh, he made her think, they didn't disagree about everything, or get into fights over stupid things like the correct pronunciation of croissant or why duct tape wasn't the best way to fix the leaky pipe in the bathroom. Sure Nick would pop into her mind from time to time, like after the first time they slept together. It was amazing, she felt connected, it was intimate and passionate and even better then she had imagined. They stayed up and talked in bed after, gazing into each others eyes, really getting to know one another, just having one of those moments that every girl hopes for. But after Ryan fell asleep Jess laid in bed fighting off thoughts of Nick, and how he use to hold her at night, really hold her, she thought about the feel of his hot breath against her neck as he breathed her in, how the rhythmic stroking of his thumb across her ribs would slow as sleep claimed him for the night , how she had never felt as safe, or loved, or wanted as she did falling asleep in his arms night after night, how she feared she might never truly feel that sense of security again. But that was normal right? This was the first guy she had slept with post Nick sex, of course she would think of him. As time went on Nick made less and less surprise visits in her mind during designated Ryan time. Then Nick started seriously seeing Kia, and she was totally okay with it, Not weird at all. In fact Jess thought it was awesome that Kia was basically Nick with a vagina, and the fact that she was loaded was really awesome. The way that Nick and Kia never seemed to argue or disagree. The way that he smiled when she was around, or even better when she wasn't around but somehow was brought up in conversation. So here they were, a year later, both in committed relationships, just not with each other. And best of all they were still friends, and that's what they wanted.
Okay, so if she was honest with herself they never really talked like they use to. Every now and then Nick might throw her an a'ta girl, or small pep talk and Jess in turn would offer up a silly song or story to make Nick smile. But they never got back to the friendship that was so important it was worth breaking up over. Whatever, she was happy, he was happy, and they still got along with each other, not to shabby, and most importantly she was fine with it. That is until today, Jess was fine with losing her best friend, fine with saying goodbye to the weird hot sex, fine with giving up on the relationship that opened her up to an amount of love she didn't even know her heart was capable of feeling. She was fine with it, until this moment, standing in Nicks room, looking for a sweater that CeCe had asked to borrow, one that she thought might be in his closet, and knocking down a shoe box, watching as a small and beautiful diamond ring had fallen out, bending down to pick it up, she was one hundred percent fine with it…
"Hey, Jess, you in here? I wanted to know…" Nick had no idea what he was going to say, because the sight in front of him struck him dumb, while the sound of Nicks voice pulled Jess out of her trance, she stood there froze, griping the ring, unbeknownst of the tears that were falling. She was anything but fine.