New Girl isn't mine...unfortunatley.
He ran out after her. He had to, or at least that's what he was telling himself.
"Jess, please! Look just come back inside, I can't leave the bar."
She turned her head back around. "You, and your stupid avoidence-ing!" She shouted back at him.
"Avoidencing?"
"Yeah! and don't try to tell me that it isn't a word!"
"I'm-"
"Because it is a word, and i just used it in a functioning sentence!"
"Jess, I'm sorry. Okay?"
Jess shrugged. "I don't think I want to talk about this anymore."
Nick bit down on his lip in thought. "We have to, things can't be weird forever."
"No, Nick. It scares me!" Jess pleaded reason. "It scares me to even comprehend admitting to myself that maybe- just maybe- I wanna kiss you again."
Nick's eyebrows shot up.
"And, I need you so much Nick, but, you know that already, and if letting something happen between us, would result in the end of that? I can't do it. I won't."
"But Jess-"
"Nick," She started, her tone was kind and understanding. "Go back to work, honestly, i'm fine. I'm not really up for talking about this, please."
"Okay." He said lifting his hands up in surrender. "Goodnight Jess."
She nodded her head. "Whenever i say goodnight back, it gets us in a..difficult situation."
Nick laughed, low and dangerously. "Then i won't say it anymore."
"Oh. oodgay ightnay." Jess added.
"Pig latin?"
Jess grinned. "The language of love, apparently."
Nick frowned and shook his head as if her words meant something, "apparently?"
"Weird sex experience."
Nick raised his eyebrows. "Oh do tell."
Jess laughed full heartedly. "That's story is for another, drunker time, Miller."
Nick smiled, saluted Jess and turned on his heel, and walked back into the bar, Jess paused for a moment on the car park, before getting in her car and driving back to the loft.
It had been a month since their last kiss.
Of course Jess wasn't counting. She definitley was. If they wasn't drunk or it was daylight, it was horrifically tense.
Despite their attempts to conceal the fact it was an awkward and hostile environment, Schmidt found out.
They'd all been at the bar, sat in their favourite booth whilst Nick was working. After about an hour or so, and Jess was tipsy enough, she walked over and sat at the bar.
"Miller." She nodded.
"Hey." He smiled at her, a smile she swore he only reserved for her.
"Pink wine?"
Jess shook her head. "Nah. I'm feeling indifferent. Mix me up your best cocktail."
"I don't know Jessica, that's a lot of pressure on my shoulders. And besides, you probably couldn't take it."
"What? You think i can't handle my alcohol?"
"Jess, I've lived with you for a year and a half. I know you can't handle your alcohol."
"You're a crazy person."
"Yeah, still doesn't change anything."
"Whatever. Customer is always right, huh?"
Nick shrugged in defeat and pointed at her as he walked away. "Prepare to be blown away."
Jess just stared back pretending to be unimpressed, while Nick was gone she began fidgiting.
"Here y' go." Nick placed a wide glass infront of her, the contents purple, with pretty decorations spurting out from the cup.
"Aw, it's so pretty."
Nick shrugged. "Drink it."
"I can't i don't wanna wreck it."
"Pussy."
"Excuse me?"
"You heard me. Y'know you can't take it. You knew i was right!"
Jess giggled. "Tryna' get me drunk, Miller?"
Nick raised an eyebrow. "Don't jump to conclusions. Jessica." The way he said her name was sultry and complacent.
She must have been staring at him, absentmindedly, because he slapped his hand down on the counter, winked at her and left to serve a customer.
She thought it best to go and sit back in the booth with her friends, chatting idly barley noticing her absence.
"Watcha drinking?" Cece asked and Jess slipped back in the booth.
"Cocktail."
"What cocktail?"
"I don't know, Nick made it. It's so pretty though." Jess offered Cece the straw and her friend took a sip, her eyes widened.
"Man, that's good."
Jess nodded. "I know."
"Nick, literally, was a reknown cocktail maker in college." Schmidt stated.
"So we've heard." Cece responded.
"He charged crazy amounts for them, but that was the beauty of it. The girls knew they'd be crazy drunk after one Nick Miller cocktail, they'd pay the 15 dollars."
"15 dollars for a cocktail? Like people actually bought into that?."
Schmidt nodded. "I know, it's hard to believe he went from prospecting millionaire to poor bar tender."
"I'd hardly say prospecting millionaire." Jess argued. "He couldn't of even gone anywhere with it!"
"There's always college girls!"
"Yeah, i'm sure thats what every college girl wants. A creepy 50 year old guy making them dangerous cocktails." Cece mocked and Schmidt's passion on the subject fell, the conversation was apparently over.
"Well, I'll probably stick to my wine then..." Jess said frowning at her empty cocktail glass. "I don't want to DIE."
"Jess, you ain't gonna die, you'll just get crazy drunk." Winston defended.
"Winston, you get weird when you drink em', stop trying to get Jess to take over your reign." Schmidt mocked.
"Whatever man, Nick's cocktails are good."
Jess returned to the bar and Nick smirked at her empty glass. "Sure you can take another?"
Jess shook her head. "Not after the horror stories i just heard."
Nick cocked his head. "What?"
"You were quite the entrepeneur."
Nick shrugged. "I was a douche in college."
"Still are."
"Hey! I thought you liked me!"
Silence.
Nick's statement had been so innocent it really had. Friends like eachother, and that was literally all he meant. But Jess froze up, and Nick realised what he'd said and it was just...AWKWARD.
"I do." She said, half joking half actually meaning it and Nick smirked and tilted his head slightly.
"Jess, i-"
She smiled and leaned over the bar, biting her lip, her voice barely audible. "Sh."
Whatever game she was playing had Nick hooked. Two could play it.
Nick leaned in, whispering in her ear. "Maybe I don't want to."
He could hear her breath hitching, and her exhale loudly.
"Maybe I want to tell you, that you're so beautiful." Nick could feel Jess' cheek get hot against his and Jess could swear people on the other side of the room could hear her heart beating.
He lifted up her hands and began lacing his fingers with hers. "or that i desire you, want you."
He pulled away from her, his eyes were dark and lustful. Jess could barely breathe, her head was making any sense,
and if Nick's last comment wasn't enough to send her over the edge, he groaned loudly and looked dead into her eyes. "I need you, Jessica Day. I can't stop thinking about you."
They were both leaning in, Nick put a hand in Jess' hair to bring her closer, her body on fire with anticipation, almost closing the gap between them, bodies crushing against the bar, lips almost touching...
"What the hell is this!?"
Schmidt.
Jess made a mental note to take him off her Christmas card list.
Jess leaned back immediately, tapping nervously on the bar. "What?"
"You guys think i'm blind?"
"Course not, Schmidt." Nick chirped.
He looked at them both accusingly, wanting an explanation.
"Drunken mistake." Jess said, acting defeated.
"Tssk. You're treating me like some common mutt! I can see it! I can see exactly what's going on!" He pointed a finger inbetween both of them.
"Schmidt there is nothing-"
"So we kissed a couple times" Jess shrugged, interrupting Nick. "It meant nothing."
Nick glared over at Jess. "Why would you say that?"
"I don't know i just-"
"You're supposed to be the one good at keeping secrets, i'm the one that cracks!"
"He's right!" Jess looked between them both, "I lied..I don't know what i'm talking about, ignore the crazy lady."
And then she dramatically, and albeit, rather halfheartedly 'fainted'.
Schmidt and Nick gave her a glance, but didn't make any attempt to 'help'.
"I'm far too upset to speak with either of you right now."
"Schmidt, c'mon."
Schmidt flounced off, "The Oath is coming out tomorrow Nicholas, just you remember that. TOMORROW!"
"Oath?" Jess asked as she pulled herself up onto a bar stool, brushing off the dirt her dress had collected from the floor.
Nick shook his head and walked into the back kitchen, muttering something about glasses.
...oops i did it again.
p.s- that episode, wow.
just felt right to have schmidt interrupting something...again. ;)
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