FYI: By the next chapter I'll probably have changed my username. I used to write Lizzie McGuire fanfics when I was in high school and I'm 24 now (WHAT?!) so I thought a name change would be good.

"What is this?" Sam demanded, "Nick is your roomate! I'm your boyfriend!"

"What are you doing in here?" Jess awkwardly asked.

"Well, I noticed you weren't in the bed with me so I came out to check on you to see if you were okay. It looks like you are," he said bitterly.

"This is not what it looks like! I mean, it kind of is, but it like, just happened and I was going to tell you and you weren't supposed to find out like this!" Jess rambled.

"Too late! Sam walked over to Nick, "I liked you man!"

"Look, things just happened. You are Jess's boyfriend and I'm only getting in the way of things. I'm confused. She's confused," Nick tried to explain.

"I'm confused," Jess nodded her head.

"I'm not! Jess you cheated on me. We're over. I don't give a crap what happens between you guys!" Sam yelled.

Schmidt walked into the room.
"What in the world is going on? I am trying to get my beauty sleep which is very important to me and this noise is preventing that," he complained.

"I'm out of here!" Sam stormed out of the room.

Jess started sobbing and Nick came over to her and wrapped his arms around her.
"Nick," she sobbed, "I didn't want to do that to him like that! He hates me! I hate myself!"

"I'm sorry Jess," he said while stroking her hair, "it's all my fault. I should have just kept my feelings to myself. I should never have kissed you. I'm a big screw up."

"YOU KISSED JESS?" asked Schmidt, "now you've messed up everything. Life isn't going to be the same anymore. You've ruined the loft vibe I have tried so hard to keep."

Nick let go of Jess. "I know! Everything I do sucks. I'm all mistakes and nothing good ever happens to me. I knew I was crazy for kissing Jess. I knew I shouldn't have done it."

Jess put her hands on her hips. "No Nick! You did the right thing. I'm always telling you, telling everyone, that you should let out your feelings. Don't keep them to yourself. You're not a screw up. I'm glad you kissed me! I'm glad you finally let me know how you felt!"

"Oh my god. I've heard enough! I'm going back to bed. Maybe this crazyness will be over in the morning," Schmidt turned around and left the room.

"Jess, I don't deserve someone like you. Heck, I don't think I even deserve anyone, period. But if you're willing to put up with me and all the jerk-like things I do, then yeah, maybe this will work," Nick said as he sat back down.

Jess sat down too. "I've put up with your crap for this long Miller, I'm pretty sure I can still do it. My patience tolerance is pretty high."

"I'd say it's ok," Nick laughed, "you do get pretty frustrated sometimes."

Jess shrugged. "Well then I wouldn't be me, right?"

"No. Don't ever change Jess. Even if this doesn't work out, don't ever change. You're the coolest person I know," Nick put his hand over Jess's.

"You're pretty cool yourself," she gave him a quick peck on the lips. He pulled her closer and continued the kiss, drawing it out for several seconds. They gently pulled away.

Nick laid down and Jess cuddled next to him. Her eyes quickly closed but Nick reflected on everything that had just happened. It had been the best night of his entire life. He had kissed Jess. Multiple times. She broke up with Sam, even though it wasn't exactly the best breakup in the world. It still didn't seem real. How could he get so lucky? How could things actually be going right in his life?