A/N: Hey, it's me again! ;-) Well, basically noticed that the amount of New Girl fics on here that update regularly has decreased and I've read every Nick/Jess fic there is on here (oh yeah, go me), so yeah, I thought I'd entertain myself by writing a new one! Anyway, the show comes back Tuesday, and I'm excited! I hope you enjoy!
Nick subconsciously knew he liked Jess, as in liked liked her as childish as that sounds.
He liked her hair – the way it always seemed to curl into loose ringlets, no matter whether it was down and surrounding her pale face, or tied up in a ponytail, or pushed up in a loose bun – curls always managed to make an appearance and he liked that about her. He liked her bright blue eyes – the way they glistened when she heard something funny, or when her favourite song came on the radio, or when someone complemented her, especially when he complemented her. They had their own special shine when he was the one complementing her, and he liked that about her. He liked her lips – how they had their own shade of pink; not a pink that could be found on a colour chart, but their own shade of pink that he liked to call 'The Light Of Day'. He liked the way the corners turned upwards when she saw him, or down when she made fun of his 'turtle face' and how her whole smile could light up his whole day, no matter what else had happened during the day – and he liked that about her. He liked her dress sense – the way it flattered her figure, tightly hugging her curves, the way her legs came out from underneath everything she wore, seeming like they would never end, and the way the colours accented the colours of her eyes, making them stand out even more than they did anyway, and he liked that about her. He liked the way her laugh could change, at one moment it would be a squeak (like the time she saw him naked) and at other times, it could be more like a giggle. Sometimes, she made no noise at all when she laughed, especially when she found something extra funny, and he liked that about her.
He liked her personality more than anything. The way she would skip around the apartment early in the morning and her happiness would rub off on everyone surrounding her. The way people were drawn to her and she could change people's minds in an instance (usually himself). It just made everything that was bad in the world seem better for those few moments as she entered the room.
Those things made Jess who she was. Other girls just didn't have the particular characteristics that Jess did; and that's why none of his other relationships ever worked out. Not that they weren't all great in their own ways, they just weren't Jess. It pained him to see her every day, and know that she wasn't his.
He liked her.
He liked Jess.
Nick liked Jess.
He liked the way their names went together.
Nick and Jess. Nick and Jess. Nick and Jess.
He liked that a lot.
Maybe he even loved it.
Maybe he loved her.
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This chapter is like a prologue thing for an idea I have, so this will be continued. Thanks for reading! xx