I know there's been a few more episodes since I last updated but I'm just gonna carry on, Hope you enjoy.

Nick closed his door quietly, although he wanted to slam it as hard as he possibly could. How dare they laugh at him and his stupid, stupid attempts to try and show Jess that he…? He had no idea what he was trying to show her. Something Nick Miller had no idea about what he felt or didn't feel towards Jess. But hearing Winston and her laughing about him, he knew exactly what he felt. Anger. He wanted to storm over there, and prove to them he was serious about something in his life. Jess had called it and finally told Nick she though he was angry, but she had no idea just how angry she made Nick. Not punching angry, but prove her wrong, do something stupid angry.
Jess was frustrating at the best of times, but recently after their kiss, kisses, it had felt different. Every little comment, every tiny squabble, it had just felt worse than before. In fact, it was getting almost unbearable. It was like the idea of him being the one to make her upset; it was just, worse than seeing other people maker her upset.
The thing was, Nick was annoyed with Jess too after their kiss. He got annoyed when she was annoyed at him because he felt it was more his right to be annoyed at her. After they kissed, the first thing she did was go back into her room where Sam was waiting for her. And she'd hadn't told him, or broken up with him. Not that he wanted her to, but if she'd really wanted to be with Sam, surely she would never of kissed him, and definitely not like that. It was like she had no intention of being with Nick, or having anything to do with him in that way, but she'd still kissed him, and he thought that was really unfair. It he did, had, wanted to be with her, not that he does, did, he would have had no say. It clearly meant nothing to her. She really was just finishing the game.
Nick needed to get out. He needed to leave the loft. The bar was bound to be closed. But there had to be somewhere else he could go.
If Jess really was just finishing the game, then surely he could go through another door?

Nick went to carefully sneak out but as soon as he opened his door he found Winston was in the living room, staring at him.

"Where you going Nick?" he sipped at his beer.

"Bar." Nick answered too quickly.
"Really? Cause you don't work today and it's going to be closed."

"I just need to pop out then." Winston examined Nicks face and his eyes widened.

"Are you serious man? Shane? After just going on a date with Jess? You're a mess Nick, just sort things out with Jess, god dam it!" Nick was amazed at how quickly Winston had figured him out, was he really that obvious?

"There's nothing to sort. Jess had made her feelings quite clear. It wasn't a date Winston. For crying out loud man, she thought we were getting hot dogs."

"Sure. She thought it wasn't a date? Did you tell her it was? Don't just assume she knows everything, you're impossible to read. Maybe if you told her you liked her, she'd be more than happy to go on a date with you. She'll be more than happy to sleep with, if that's all you want."

"I don't want to… that's not the point. Jess and I are at a stalemate. I overstepped the line when I kissed her…"

"Twice." Winston interrupted.

"Okay." Nick said through gritted teeth. "I shouldn't have kissed her twice. It was messed up of me. I wasn't thinking."

"Hell no, you weren't. So why are you thinking now?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, you two kissing was good right? So why not just see how it goes? Why do you have to think about the future? It's not like you're going to get married or anything." Nick went to say something, but couldn't. "Go back to bed Nick."

Nick retreated back to his room and felt like an idiot that he'd even thought of going to Shane. Winston was right; he did need to stop thinking. Suddenly the image of Jess in a wedding dress popped into his head. He shook it out. He didn't want to marry Jess. Another image popped into his head, Jess side by side with some strange, handsome guy. They were both happy and smiling and Nick was in the front row, clapping as they kissed. But Nick did not feel like clapping at that. That thought horrified him. What if Jess did decide to go on other dates? How would he be able to handle waking up and leaving his room to Jess coming out of her room with some guys shirt on, or her dressing gown with her beautiful hair messed up from some weirdo running his fingers through it. No. That was something he couldn't handle. He needed a way of showing Jess he and her could have something. Not a relationship, or a marriage or anything. Maybe they could just see how things went? But then he'd have to move out when one of them wanted something more. Maybe he'd fall in love with Jess and she'd reject him. Maybe he'd be too scared and reject her. Nick hated to admit it, but he needed Jess. He couldn't live without her; literally he couldn't stand not living in the same loft as Jess. Who would help him with Schmidt and Winston's dramas? Who would he talk to when he needed advice? Jess was always there for him, whenever he needed someone. Right from when she moved in she'd had his back.

God. Why was everything so complicated?