Jess looked around the room. She had just closed the door on Nick, and anything that could have happened between them that night. She'd liked to of said it was because she was thinking about Schmidt and Winston, how they would of reacted or how they would of felt, but she knew she would have been lying. Jess also hoped silently that she'd done it because she wasn't interested in Nick at all. That was an even bigger lie and see knew it.
The truth was that Jess closed the door so that she wouldn't have to deal with Nick closing his first. It would feel like another rejection from him. As little as she liked to admit it to herself, any time Nick did anything, she felt a little hurt even if it had nothing to do with her. Weeks ago, when Nick had kissed her first she hadn't known what to feel. At that time she was just so worried about Sam and everyone else finding out she hadn't really given what feelings she might have had towards Nick a second thought. Alright maybe she'd given it a little thought, but not like this. But Jess felt like when he'd apologised at the convention that was him saying no. No to her, that was him making sure she knew it was a stupid, stupid mistake. And, yes, it had felt like rejection to Jess. She didn't know what he was thinking, before or after the kiss it was impossible to know if he was lying about it or not. When later when he said he regretted it. Well, that was it for Jess. That was him, confirming what she had sort of hoped wasn't true, he really wasn't interested in her.
Now, after kissing again, and there sort of, sort of not date, Jess was feeling as if Nick was just playing with her. He was seeing how far he could push her before she jumped into his arms for a one night stand or something. Then he would just simply apologised, claim it meant nothing and move on, That what he'd done before, they'd agreed their kiss was a mistake and he'd just casually moved on to the next girl, his boss for gods sake, and left Jess feeling more alone then ever.
She finally moved from behind the door, glancing at the chips and dip she'd put aside. She wasn't hungry anymore. Not really. Jess dipped a chip into the jar that Nick had opened for her, before nibbling at it experimentally. It wasn't bad, so Jess sat on the edge of her bed and thought about everything she could do now about what had just happened with Nick. Her thoughts were all over the place from imagining life just going back to normal to her, to her moving to England or Mexico to get away from him.
"Jess?" Jess jumped at the sound of Winston's voice. He gently tapped on the door. "Jess, are you there?" he spoke again. Jess blinked a few times.

"Yeah?" she said quietly. She had no clue if Nick had gone back into the kitchen or if he was asleep or awake in his room. Winston came in and took one glance at the chips.
"Dips" he said and came and sat down next to her. He dug in and even took the jar off of Jess, though she couldn't help but think about how different it made her feel when Winston held the jar. She felt nothing, if anything just a little annoyed she now had to reach across if she wanted dip. Come to think of it, even though Nick, Schmidt and Winston were all her room mates, and she'd probably spent about the same time with each of them up until recently, she'd never though of Schmidt or Winston in any other way but completely platonic. Except that one time with Schmidt but that was a huge, huge mistake. Jess though about it, and she couldn't help but feel a little happy that it had been Nick who literally dragged her away from Schmidt's room. She felt it showed Nick cared about the men she slept with, even if he wasn't caring about it in a jealous way. Despite his moods and the way he was, Jess knew Nick was a fantastic friend to her.
"So, should me and Schmidt be worried?" Winston asked. Jess frowned.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, do me and Schmidt have to worry about you and Nick, you know… Getting it on…" Winston trailed off and wiggled his eyebrows in a suggestive way.
"God! Winston! No! No. I mean. No. That's never going to happen. No."
"Who you trying to convince Jess? Me or you?" Winston paused. Jess felt angry. Is that what Schmidt and Winston thought? That her and Nick were just messing around till they slept together?

"Shut up Winston! How am I supposed to know okay? Nothing is ever going to happen between me and him, and even if it were, which it won't I mean, Come on! I don't even know what Nick is thinking, he's just so... Nick all the god dam time, you know? He never talks about his feelings, not that I want him to be all feelings all the time but I'd never even know if he wanted to sleep with me. What's so wrong about wanting Nick to talk to me once in a while about us! I'm not asking for much, but a quick 'Oh yeah Jess, I'd just like to sleep with you once. I don't like you in the slightest but you're hot and easy so why not!' Anything would be nice. I hardly even care what he says, I just wanna know." Jess took a deep breath, then realised what she'd said. Winston just acted casual, placing another chip in his mouth.
He chewed slowly, and Jess calmed herself down.
"Winston, I'm sor.."
"Is that what you think? That Nick just wants to sleep with you because you're hot? That he wants nothing more than a one night stand?" Jess nodded. "You're completely wrong." Jess raised her eyes brows. "Jess, you might not know this but I've never seen Nick happier than when he is with you. Schmidt and I are pretty sure if you hadn't of moved in, Nick would still be obsessed over Caroline or dead." Winston chuckled. "Now, I don't know exactly what Nick is thinking, or what you want, but I do know you two are more than a one night stand. Friendship that strong doesn't just turn into a one nighter, it something better." Jess sniffed. "But Jess, you don't deserve to have Nick be like this with you. He should be telling you want he wants. Okay?" Winston placed the last few chips in his mouth, stood up and turned to her. Jess was shocked by how easily Winston had jumped seemed to accept that Nick and Jess might be a thing.

"Winston? You and Schmidt, you know Nick and I, we're never going to be a thing." Jess trailed off.
"You kids are so stupid. You already are a thing. It just might not be the thing you want yet."
"Wow, when did you get so meaningful Winston? Have I missed something?" Jess and Winston laughed.
"I think Daisy's having a good effect on me." He shrugged. "Or maybe I'm just getting a kick out of seeing Schmidt freak about you two. I'm not sure Schmidt's quite as warmed up about the idea as I am. Especially after you two won't talk about what happened with the fish tank." Jess looked uncomfortable. After her and Nick had stopped fighting, they had both remained in there rooms for a while, leaving Winston and Schmidt to clean up the water and glass. Schmidt was annoyed he couldn't return it, but Nick had made a comment on how Schmidt wouldn't lose much money on it anyway. He'd been talking to Jess at that point, but as soon as he'd said it Jess knew he'd just reminded them both of how it got broken, and the topic wasn't discussed again. Then his Dad had died and Jess had forgotten all about it.
"Yeah, about that…" Jess coughed a few times. "Nick and I were fighting, and he picked up something he got from the hardware store and it just hit the tank. We were both mad, so we didn't clean up. Sorry."
"Don't worry about it. It's not like Schmidt's mad about that now." Winston laughed. "What were you two fighting about?" Winston chuckled.
"Umm. Before the tank got broken it was about… his boss… and how he shouldn't be changing for her." Jess looked up at Winston and he raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn't mention that he probably didn't believe her. "And after..." Jess gave a little smile at the thought of Nick being so silly. "He wanted to clean up the water with paper towels." Winston looked at Jess like he didn't think it was for real, and then he noticed her expression and started laughing loudly.
"Paper towels?! He wanted to clean up all of that water with paper towels?" Jess began to giggle, then couldn't help but join Winston in his laughter.
"That idiot." Winston laughed.
"He is." Jess agreed.
Winston and Jess hung out in her room for a little while, eating chips and just messing around talking about Daisy and jobs and life. It reminded Jess that Nick wasn't the only person in this loft that he loved as a friend. No matter what happened with Nick, Winston and Schmidt would always be her friends. As would CeCe. And talking of CeCe, Jess remembered that she needed to throw her a bachelorette party.
"Hey Winston, you guys mind if I throw CeCe a bachelorette here?" Jess paused. "I mean I'd do it at the bar but…"
"No problem" Winston jumped in before Jess would have to come up with a lame lie. He jumped up from his seat and headed to the door. "Goodnight Jess, and don't worry about Nick, he's probably just too dumb to realise what he's missing." Jess laughed but didn't respond.
Nick stopped himself from knocking on the door just in time. He went a bit closer and heard Winston's voice. "Goodnight Jess, and don't worry about Nick, he's probably just too dumb to realise what he's missing." Nick retreated back to his room before he was caught by Winston.