So, I had a few requests to continue, so I thought I would. Let me know what you think - and if I should keep going. This Chapter is based on the Valentine's Day episode in season 1. Love to know your thoughts! - pennie.
Jess slowly opens her eyes, as the morning sun seeps through her windows. Moaning, she turns to her side to look at the clock, 7.02am. Argh! I don't want to get up. Jess closes her eyes once more, ignoring the fact that she needs to get up for work. Memories from the previous night start flooding in, starring in particular, one prominent person. Nick Miller. His enticing lips, his alluring manly smell, the roughness of his stubble. Jess lets out an angry sigh as she tries to shake her thoughts. Stupid Nick Miller. She rolls out of bed, putting on her glasses and slippers, and walks out of her room to make herself a hot peppermint tea to start the day.
Dragging her feet across the loft, she looks over to the dining table, where Winston sits talking on the phone with swagger; obviously he is speaking to Shelby. To his right sits a disheveled Nick, flirtatiously whispering into Julia's ear as a pang of jealousy hits Jess. Crap, she must of come over after I went to bed. Double crap! It's Valentine's Day. As she walks toward the kitchen, Nick looks over to her and their eyes catch for a brief moment. Keeping her composure, she ignores his glance and continues on her mission for tea.
"Urgh, couples." Schmidt groans as Jess comes up next to him in the kitchen.
"I know right? You know what, why don't we go out looking for some strange? Happy v-day playa!" Jess says, a little louder so that Nick can here. She high-fives Schmidt, hoping to god that he will play along.
"Jess, I don't go out on Valentine's day. It's not a challenge for me…" Schmidt starts to say, but then looking at Jess' big and begging eyes, he couldn't turn her down. "…but, for you Jess, and only this once, I will be your wing-man."
"Good, because I'm feeling twirly, Schmidt. Twirly." Which is not a lie, since her encounter with Nick, she hasn't been able to delete the thought of sex from her mind. The last man she was with, cheated on her and broke her heart; and she has near forgotten what it's like to be with someone new.
"Twirly? What is that? Is that like horny?" Schmidt laughs. "Well fine, Jess but let's go somewhere a little upmarket in West Hollywood so I can have a bit of a challenge."
"Deal." Jess shakes Schmidt's hand, grabs her tea, and confidently strides past Nick to her room, who heard their entire conversation. He hears her door shut, and is lost in thought. So she is just gonna go out, find some guy just to have sex with? After what she's been through with that douchebag Spencer? God, Jessica! Why does she make me so mad?
"Hey, what's up?" Julia looks at Nick inquisitively, breaking his train of thought. Nick shifts in his chair, trying to act natural and not like he was just caught thinking about another woman.
"Ah, nothing. I was just thinking about what we are going to do tonight, you know, maybe I can take you out. You know? I mean, we're both not Valentine's Day people, but, like, what if we were for a night? Like opposite day?" Nick scrambles for words as he pushes the thought of Jess out of his head.
"Oh. Okay. Sure, why not?" Julia says, unconvincingly. She awkwardly smiles at him, which he returns.
"Great, I'll meet you at your offices at 8pm. Where are your offices again?" Nick asks, innocently.
"In West Hollywood, so we can go somewhere nearby."
"Sounds perfect." Nick smiles, kissing Julie on the top of her head.
"So, how much longer are you going to be?" Nick asked, after waiting patiently for 30 minutes to finish up on her work. "I have a reservation for 8.30pm."
"God, I'm so sorry, I will be five minutes." Julia said, not looking up from her computer screen. Nick shrinks back down in the chair opposite her desk, pulling out his phone. Logging onto Facebook, he sees that Schmidt has tagged himself and Jess at the Chateau Marmont, just the place he will be taking Julia. Why are you doing this to yourself, Miller? You self destructing asshole. He starts to recall the fateful night, when he took it a step too far with Jess. "Do it" breathing on his lips. He remembers the smell of coconut in her hair, a fragrance that reminded him of a summer day. Jess loved the summer; she loved it when she gets to wear her light dresses, and going to the beach. Snap out of it Miller!
"Okay, I'm all finished up, let's go!" Julia states, trying to muster up energy for the evening.
"Let's do this." Nick follows Julia out the door, placing his hand on the small of her back.
Jess sits at the lounge table across from Schmidt, nervously playing with the straw of her cocktail. "I think this was a bad idea, Schmidt. I mean, it looks like you and I are on a date, so no one will approach me."
"You think I didn't think of that? Trust me, I did. Cecelia is on her way for support." With impeccable timing, Cece walks up to their table, dressed in a red dress that hugged her body in all the right places.
"Hey guys, sorry I'm late" Cece smiles, as she sits down next to Schmidt.
"Cecelia, exquisite as always." Schmidt says, with a flirtatious smile. Jess rolls her eyes at Schmidt, and turns to Cece, leaning forward.
"I thought you were out with Kyle tonight?" Jess says, with concern.
"We broke up. No explanation needed, he was a jerk." Cece states in her signature monotone way. Schmidt tries to hide the joy in his face, as his night has just gone from mediocre to outstanding. His challenge has fallen right into his lap.
"Well, as long as you're okay." Jess said sincerely.
"I'm fine." Cece smiles. "More importantly, you're on the prowl. Are you sure this is a good idea? You're known for emotional attachment."
"Yes, I need this Cece – you have no idea!" Cece, looks at her confused, but Jess continues before Cece could ask what was wrong. "I just want to find a guy, have my fun with him, and kick him to the curb like a piece of sexy meat."
"Look Jess, you just need to find someone you have little in common with. Once you do, you will have a meaningless sex marathon for as long as you want. You will be Joan Beniot of love making." Schmidt explains.
"Well, let's get to work. I'm going to go to the bar, and be on the lookout. Wish me luck!" Jess jumps up from their table, and excitedly hurries toward the bar, hoping that this night will make her forget of Nicholas Miller once and for all.
"So the Chateau huh? I would think that this is more of a 'Schmidt place' rather than a place you would go." Julie says, with a bemused grin. Nick and Julia sit at a quiet, intimate table, with Nick having the best view of the bar.
"Well, we were going opposites weren't we? That's why I picked here – because this is the absolute last place I would chose to go." Nick laughed, keeping his eyes wondering over the crowd. The waiter comes over to their table to take their orders.
"Well, if this is opposite day, then…" Julia turns to the waiter with a huge smile. "I'll take a whiskey on the rocks, and my date will take a cosmopolitan." Nick is quickly pulled back into reality at hearing the world 'cosmo'.
"What?!" Nick exclaims. "Really, Julia?"
"Relax you big baby, I have a feeling that you might like it." Julia's phone goes off, which she scrambles for. "Sorry, it's a text from China, do you mind?"
"No, not at all, take care of it." Nick said, motioning her to text away. With Julia deep in her phone, Nick takes this opportunity search the crowd. Nick slowly scans the room, and from the corner of his eye, he sees her.
Jess bounds across the room, dressed in a sexy playsuit, with her tiny waist accentuated with a belt. Her hair falls over her shoulders, carefree and tossed, with her beautiful blue eyes piercing through her bangs. Get it together, Miller. Nick watches her from afar as she waits patiently to be served. A few men start looking her way, as she plays with her hair. Nick clocks a good looking young man, who looks like a model walking over to Jess and taps her on the shoulder. She turns around, smiles and accepts his handshake. Nick sees her say her name to the guy, as she flicks her hair over her shoulder. What are you doing Jess, that guy? He looks like he came straight from a tanning salon! Jess laughs as the guy turns to point out where he is sitting, which is when she locks eyes with Nick. Crap. Nick prepares to be on the receiving end of her 'mad face' which he likes to call it, but what he sees is something different. He sees confusion, but more importantly, he sees desire.
"And a cosmopolitan for you, sir." Nick is snapped back to his reality, with the waiter gently placing his fruity watered down Popsicle drink in front of him.
Julia laughs at Nick's bewildered face. "It kind of suits you Nick, don't look so shocked." Little did Julia know, it wasn't the drink that affected Nick. I'm so screwed.
