It had been 2 whole months since Nick had left and Jess was already beginning to feel better. Cece, Schmidt, and Winston have been back for quite a while and were all sickeningly in love, the newlyweds wouldn't stop smiling and staring at one another and Winston was always on the phone to Aly telling her how much h loved her, while Jess, Jess was currently making a table after just getting completely jacked at the gym. It was another month until Nick came back, another month Jess had to get over him, she felt that she was pretty much over him already, however she just wanted to be 100% sure. Crap Jess thought I've run out of wood. after grabbing her bag she set off to the hardware store to get some more wood, a lot of it so this wouldn't happen again.
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As Jess travelled around the hardware store she came across a familiar sight. There she saw a couple, about mid-twenties, the girl giggling to the point of tears the other on the floor after obviously falling over. Next to the man was a pile of metal chain, the girl leaning on a display of drills. "What Chain is heavy okay" the man claimed, attempting to settle the crying mess in front of him. Until he himself starts laughing at the situation. Jess' heart pangs in sadness at the memory flooding her mind. It wasn't particularly a mushy memory or a significant one, but one that led to what they were before. Nick yanking the chain, her staring longingly and the slightly perverted old women saying "oh yeah, yank that chain" Jess quickly dis-guarded the memory remembering that she was supposed to be over a certain Nick Miller and walked away, only to walk back a few moments later to look longingly at the couple one more time, wondering if they could make it, like her and Nick couldn't. Okay, so maybe she wasn't completely over Nick, but it was okay she still had another month to work on it.
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Jess entered apartment 4D with a smile, something she hadn't worn in a long time with a new feeling, a feeling that she would be okay, she knew she had time, she knew that she would eventually get over him. That feeling was instantly disrupted by an all to familiar voice. "Jess! I've been waiting for ya to get here." Suddenly Jess felt every suppressed feeling rush back as if his voice was all she needed to go straight back to the heaping mess she was when he left. A surge of thoughts consumed her. Why was he back? I have another month? Why isn't he with Reagan? Did they break up? God, I hope they broke up. Okay brave face, this is your best friend... With that, she turned around to face him, the sight of his face before she was enough to set the suppressed butterflies free. "Heyyyyy, Nic..." she could barely say his name without hurting, so she opted for something different, she cleared her thought and "Good afternoon Nicholas" he let out a laugh, she knew that she sounded like a weirdo but she figured he was used to this by now. "What are you doing back? Hows Reagan?" She questioned trying her hardest to not sound too hopeful that he answers with we broke up. "Oh, Reagan shes okay, shes Reagan I guess. Why I'm back? A few reasons actually, I finished my Zombie novel, Reagan's job moved and truthfully..." he took a moment to gather his thoughts, looking as if he was questioning whether to continue with that sentence or not. "Truthfully, I missed ya Day" There was a long pause with the to just taking each other in, Jess looked different, he couldn't put his finger on it exactly but she looked exhausted, her eyes were beginning to darken, and her normally perfectly rounded pink lips were beginning to crack. It took Nick a while to realize that he had been looking far too long, she was probably feeling uncomfortable. "Oh, I missed Schmidty as well obviously..." A look passed over Jess' face, that to him looked like relief but in reality was probably the disappointment. "Oh yeah, of course, he's out at the moment but er, I'm pretty sure he'd love a surprise from you." Nick laughed imagining the scene, himself sitting on the sofa, Schmidt noticing he's there and probably jumping on his and Fredo kissing him. "So what ya got there Jessica?" he asked noticing the pile of wood in her hands that she didn't even look to be struggling with. "It's wood, I'm making a table. I was actually using your room to make it in so you might have to sleep on the Couch for tonight." "do you need any help getting it to my room then?" He asked hoping to spend more time with her, maybe help her built this table, however, unfortunately, she replied with "No I think I'm good, thanks though Ni...Nicholas" and with that, she just tottered away without even looking back.
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She just went, walked away. Without even a second thought or the hug, he assumed he'd get as soon as she saw him. It seemed as if she didn't miss him at all, she changed his room, was just carrying on with her life, didn't seem as excited as she would normally be when he came back. Maybe all the time they spent apart made her distant, maybe in her mind, they weren't friends anymore. Let alone what he wanted them to be. Maybe she had completely gotten over him, while he was still completely and utterly in love with her, even after all these years, and he was certain that he would continue to love her until he died. This one girl would be the end of him, he knew it.
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She ran away at first as her little legs could carry her into her new wood carving centre (Nicks old room) and as soon as she got in she slammed the door shut and dissolved into a heaping mess sat against the door. She was not ready to see him, not at all. It wasn't in her 3-month plan, she still had to get over him, and if that morning was any indication of where she was at; she was far from over him. She was still completely and utterly in love with him, even after all these years, and she was certain that she would continue to love him until she died. This one man would be the end of her, she knew it. She couldn't bring herself to exit the room, not even to make herself food. She just decided that she wouldn't eat tonight and get a good breakfast tomorrow.
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As Jess sat there back still against the door she felt a force push her down and onto the floor, or rather the lack of something letting her fall onto the floor, and ending up, head on the floor looking directly up at a certain Nick Miller. "Jess what are you doing" "Oh I was just... sleeping ya know, against the door... for comfort reasons" He laughed before entering the room, tray in hand. "What's that?" Jess asked inspecting the tray being placed before her. "Wait there ill be right back" Nick shouted back at her as he went to retrieve the other tray, presumably his own. Moments later he returned with the second tray, identical to the first bar the exception that he had a beer and Jess' had pink wine and a flower on it. "Nicholas, what is this?" the awe of the display of affection he had shown her apparent on her face. "Dinner, you hadn't eaten, and I wanted to spend time with my favourite girl, so tuck in" he stated with the most innocent of smiles on his face. As Jess began to bite into the pasta dish set before her she let out a moan of approval, with the pasta still in her mouth she boldly stated: "Actually Miller, that's not entirely true is it?" Nick didn't reply, just looked at her with a puzzled look on his face, "About me being your favourite girl, you have Reagan remember." "Don't be silly Day, you'll always and forever be my favourite girl, no matter what happens in our lives" as if he had realized what he said he took another mouthful of the food letting out a sound very similar to the one Jess had made about a minute earlier. "It's good isn't it?" said Jess sounding a little bit too surprised. " I can cook Jess, I just choose not to most of the time." She giggled at his comment, it was just so Nick in the best way. The rest of the night they just caught up, laughed, ate and were ultimately just them, for that night they were better than they had been in a long time, since before they dated the first time. Who knew that when she realised she still loved him that they'd be here 2 months later...
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