Hi so this is my first new girl fanfic, I normally only read them but I decided to have a go trying one. Hope you like it:
It was just a normal night at the bar for Nick Miller, there was a promotion on so he was getting tipped like crazy and he hadn't had to stop any drunk brawls, yet.
In fact today has been a pretty good day, he thought before laughing to himself at how such simple things made him happy. As he put yet another tip in his pocket he heard the sound of someone approaching the opposite end of the bar, another person to drown their sorrows in his company. He was more than ready to serve them, watch them get drunk before they stumbled out mumbling about how they were gonna kill the person that had made them want to get that drunk in the first place. This was all before he turned around and found himself looking straight at the most beautiful girl in the world. She was wearing a simple red skater dress which showed off her slim body with matching lipstick on her perfect, perfect lips. He hair was cascading down one side of her in ripples of chocolate curls and those eyes, those beautiful blue eyes looked up at him. Just looking at her made his chest tighten, the cliche was bang on target, she took his breath away.
Be cool Miller he thought to himself before walking up to her with a smile.
"And what can I get you?" He asked, trying not too stutter or panic moonwalk away. Sure he had been nervous around pretty girls before, but never like this she was in a whole other category.
"Something strong," she muttered, "vodka and diet coke please."
"Clearly your definition of strong is not the same as mine," Nick laughed. She didn't reply, just kept staring down at the floor.
Great you've just offended her, well done, Nick thought in his head, annoyed at his brain for making him say that. He quickly checked the rest of the bar to see that there was no one waiting before deciding to be brave.
"Hey are you ok?" He asked softly. Whatever he said must have triggered something inside her because the next thing he knew she was shouting at him.
"No I am not ok damn it!" She yelled. "I've lost my job, my best friend is mad at me and I just had a fight with my boyfriend!"
Of course she has a boyfriend, he thought look at her why wouldn't she.
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Ok one thing at a time, I'll go get you your drink," he said, slightly taken aback by her erratic behaviour. When he came back, she looked more woeful then angry so he decided that he may as well continue to talk to her, maybe he had a shot with her.
"Sorry," she whispered, looking woeful. "I'm a bit all over the place at the moment, I shouldn't have taken it out on you."
"It's fine, I live with a crazy anal nutbag guy, and another guy who is always permanently hungover so I'm used to it," he smiled.
"So what was the fight with your boyfriend about?" He asked lowering his voice for her own privacy.
"Ugh he's scared of commitment," she said rolling her eyes and taking a gulp from her drink. "I mean it's been six years and he won't even talk about getting engaged, I mean is it me? am I asking too much? it's been six years not six months!"
"Some guys just don't know what they have until it's too late," he replied. "I mean if I were him I would snap you up like that," he said snapping his fingers. "Oh just a sec," he called to another customer at the other side of the bar before gesturing to her that he'd be back soon. When he returned she was cradling her drink, while staring at the floor again miserably.
"So why did up you lose your job," he questioned changing the subject.
"I was made redundant," she explained looking up at him with those piercing blue eyes before drinking some more of her cocktail.
"And your friend?" He asked, feeling a little nosy but hell she told him about it in the first place.
"She said I should dump my boyfriend and I got defensive and accused her of being jealous," she replied miserably.
"Well she is right," Nick pointed out.
"I know," she sighed "but I still love him you know, I don't want to give up on our relationship after six years."
"Ok well text her, tell her you're sorry and what you've just told me and she'll understand even if she doesn't agree with your decision." Nick advised. He couldn't believe what was coming out of his mouth, he sounded so wise. If the bar keeping didn't work out he could always have a shot at being a relationship counsellor. Though on second thoughts he would rather have his eyes poked out then listen to some typical californian stereotype housewife bang on about how her husband didn't understand her.
"Yeah," she said, a smile beginning to form at her lips. "Yeah you're right." Hastily she got out her phone and began texting her friend while absentmindedly biting her bottom lip which he found so damn cute. He used this as an opportunity to serve the last of the customers who kept drunkenly telling him that he was their best buddy and that they loved him, even though they didn't know his name. By the time he was finished, so was she and as he walked back over to her she gave him a small smile.
"So another one?" He questioned smiling back. He had never smiled so much in his life that his smile muscles or whatever they were called were hurting.
"Sure," she said. "I still gotta lot more stuff to deal with it and I think more alcohol will definitely help." As she said this he saw the smile fade and guessed she was thinking about her jerk of a boyfriend.
"I guess I'm stuck in the world of rainbows and polka dots where everything works out and I marry Prince Charming," she sighed as he brought her a second drink. Nick didn't know what to say to that so he just smiled again and started wiping down the bar. She would make a hot disney princess, he thought before realising he was staring and the last think he wanted to come across as was creepy and weird. "I guess I should go back to our house and try and work it out with him but I don't know if that's what I really want," she said sadly. "He takes care of me and he's got this gorgeous hair and he accepts my quirkiness." Aah so she was quirky, interesting development, he thought. He couldn't wait to see that side of her.
"I can't really give you proper advice as I don't even know you that well, I don't even know your name," he started.
"Jess," she interrupted. "My name is Jess."
"Nick," he said before continuing with his advice.
"It seems like you're only with him cause of security. You know him, he's familiar you've been living in the same place, doing the same job for a long time and all of a sudden the idea of all of that disappearing in the space of a day and you being alone without a house or a guy to lean on scares you."
Damn it I'm on fire he thought, high fiving himself inside his head. It's been ages since I've used the law school side of my brain.
"Wow that's a lot to take in," she said looking overwhelmed while taking a sip of her drink to help her and pinching her forehead.
"Sorry I know this isn't what you wanna hear right now," Nick gave what he hoped was a sympathetic smile and not a creepy grimace.
"No I appreciate your help, thanks," she smiled and he grinned back, he couldn't help it her smile was infectious. She downed the last of the drink, payed her tab and gave a him another brave smile.
"I guess I'll see you around Nick," she said with another small smile before daintily getting off her stool and walking out the bar, at the exit she turned around to give him another smile before leaving.
This girl is depressed and yet she's smiled more this evening than I have in my lifetime Nick thought. She's the whole package he thought wistfully. Nick sighed as he cleared away some of the glasses that he had been drying up previously,
great he thought. You've got one hell of a crush on her
Please review and let me know what you think and if I should continue.
I don't own new girl or any of the characters.
