Author's note: Happy Wednesday to my readers. I hope that you all are having a fantastic week so far. Thank you to my reviewer; Mystical Redhead for the constructive criticism. I hope that this chapter is easier to read. Enough with my rambling. On to the story.

But first: Disclaimer: I own nothing. Only all 7 seasons of Gilmore girls and maybe Zoey. I am not affiliated with Milo in anyway unfortunately.

Zoey and Dean got all of her stuff moved in within three hours. She was pretty impressed how fast they had done it, even though she knew how strong her cousin was. Dean stayed long enough to help her move bedroom furniture around to where she wanted and to help her assemble her bed. She would have to go back in the morning and return her friends' key to them. She wouldn't be living there anymore.

Once they were done setting everything up, Zoey hugged Dean and thanked him for helping her out. Dean nodded and hugged her back. He had gotten a hotel room for the night. Zoey tried to get him to stay there but Dean insisted that it was alright. He hugged her again and left the apartment, making sure that she locked the door behind him.

Once she had locked the door behind Dean, she turned to look at the place. This was the first time that she was alone in it. She took a casual walk around it. The kitchen was bigger than she remembered, and she loved that you could see into the living room from one of the counters. The living room was open and Jess' furniture was sparse. She would have to get more. She continued to walk through the living room and into the hallway. Jess' bedroom was the first one on the left. His door was closed. Zoey couldn't lie, she was curious as to what Jess' room looked like, but she wasn't the type of person to snoop through people's stuff. She kept walking. The bathroom was on the right. And her door was the second on the left. She carefully pushed the door open.

Zoey thought that the room was coming together. She had already started putting pictures on the wall, carefully choosing not to hang ones with her boyfriend in them. Those photos were going into an empty box. She put her books on the shelf. She needed more shelving. Her phone was charging on her nightstand as she found the sheets and comforter for her bed. She had just finished making her bed when her phone rang. She leaned over to see her boyfriend's picture. Zoey sighed. 'Here goes nothing..' She thought before answering and putting the phone up to her ear.

"Hello?" Zoey could tell that she sounded a little scared but she tried her best to hide it. "Hey babyy. How are you?" Robert sounded like he was in a good mood and he was slurring. This must have meant that it was Saturday again, or maybe Friday. She crossed her legs.

"I'm alright Rob. How are you doing? It sounds like you're having fun over there.." She trailed off, trying to sound happy. "I'm doin' aight.. I just wanted to talk to you.." It was only 8:30. He was usually only buzzed by this point in the evening. She assumed that tonight wouldn't be any different. "Mhmm. What did you want to talk about?"

"Us. I want to talk about us." He paused to make sure that she heard him. "What about us?" She asked, her voice weaker than normal. "We've been doing the long distance thing for a while.. and it was great.. for a while.. but I don't feel like it's working anymore.." Zoey froze. It was like Robert was reading her mind. "And I've met someone.." Zoey felt like she couldn't breathe.

".. Y-you met someone else?" Her voice was already starting to break. "How serious is it?" Robert hesitated before speaking again.

"It's getting kind of serious. She wants me to meet her parents.." Zoey was starting to see red.

"Did she even know that you had a girlfriend?! You couldn't have told me all of this sooner so that we didn't keep leading each other on? Oh wait, I guess that you just thought that you would keep me around in case things didn't work out with Malibu Barbie.. At least I'm assuming she's the blonde one. Actually, I don't care. And, you know what? Don't call me ever again. In fact, lose my number you Chris Keller wannabe. Have a nice life. Pig." -Click-,

Tears started to flow from her eyes. Logically, Zoey didn't think that she should be crying, but there she was on her new bed crying over her manwhore of an ex-boyfriend. Zoey turned her phone back on and went into her music and played what she considered to be breakup songs. She had to wallow. She had been in a relationship with Robert for three and a half years and now it was gone. Zoey didn't know what to do. She sent her roommate a text.

'On your way home could you get a gallon of cookie dough ice cream. I'll pay you back. I promise. -Zoey' It wasn't long before her phone chirped.

'Sure. I get off of work in 20 minutes though. So, you'll have to wait. -JM'

'Okay. That's fine. I can wait. Thanks in advance. -Zoey'

The girl tossed the phone to the foot of the bed as it played "Poison and Wine" by the Civil Wars. She curled up into a ball and had a good cry. 'This is a great way to spend my first night in the apartment' she couldn't help but think to herself sarcastically. Zoey stayed on her bed in a ball on and off until she heard the door unlock and open faintly. She wiped her eyes and face off as she walked down the hallway. Jess was standing at the counter with a gallon of cookie dough ice cream. Her smile was weak as she approached him. Jess tried to look into her eyes, noticing that they were puffy. She had been crying. 'Had things hit the fan so to speak?' He offered the ice cream to her with a gentle smile.

"How much was it? ...Spoon?" She asked. Jess scrambled slightly to grab a spoon. "Don't worry about it. It's on me." He smiled once more. She smiled sweetly in return. "Thanks. If you need me, I'll be in my room. ...Oh, how was work?" She asked after she had already started to walk back to her room. She stopped and turned back around.

Jess looked up from the counter where he had a book that he seemed interested in. "Hm? Oh, work was fine. Same ol same ol. Trying to sell books in the age of the Kindle and the Nook." He said matter-of-fact.

"Must be hard sometimes. Books are the thing for me though. I just love getting a new book and feeling it in my hands. There's nothing like it." She rambled. "I'm happy that you seemed to have a good day. Enjoy your book." She told him as she made her way to her room, closing the door behind her.

Jess smirked and walked around from behind the counter, grabbing the book and heading to his own personal space. He hoped that Zoey would be alright. He didn't know what it was about her, but he didn't like to see her upset. He supposed that it could only get better from here on.

The Next Morning

Jess woke up around 8;30 in the morning and got up to make breakfast and put on the coffee. To his surprise, Zoey was making scrambled eggs. "Morning.." He offered up as a starter to their morning conversation.

"Morning Jess. You sleep well?" It was while she was asking him this that he observed that she wasn't wearing pajamas. It looked more like a uniform. "Yeah, I slept fine. And you?" He replied while turning on the coffee maker.

"I had an okay night's sleep." She said calmly as she finished preparing the eggs. "What are you wearing?" Jess asked, walking to the other side of the counter.

"This. is my uniform for work. ..I'm a waitress at the diner down the street." She informed him. "Do you like scrambled eggs with cheddar and bacon?"

"Wait, you're a singing waitress?" He questioned, clearly getting some enjoyment out of it. He knew the diner that she was speaking of. He had been there on occasion. Sometimes his dates would drag him there. It wasn't horrible, it just wasn't somewhere he would go normally.

"We don't sing all of the time. We get requests or if we just want to. It's not that different than a normal waitress job." She shrugged and put some scrambled eggs on her plate as she looked at Jess who had bed head. It was cute.

Jess smirked. "Yeah, Sure it is." Zoey looked up from her plate and smiled at the boy across the counter before maneuvering the rest of the eggs onto his plate. The girl ate quickly and got herself the rest of the way ready. Before she headed out the door, she turned to Jess.

"Feel free to come into the diner and check it out if you want. I'll be there until 3." Zoey smiled and walked through the open door, closing it behind her. Jess smiled. 'I might just do that.' He thought, taking his last bite of his breakfast.

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