A/N: Hey guys, I'm back with another chapter. Since the last chapter, I've watched 'Halloween' (it was great, omg, and the ending *screams*) and I saw Wicked in London (incredible), aaaaand to top it all off, Kali Hawk (who plays Shelby) tweeted me four times on Saturday and I freaked out so much, oh my god. Oh, and yesterday I watched The Notebook for the first time. Tears for the rest of my life, seriously, it was so sad and ahhhhhhhh, but enough about me.

Next episode looks awesome and this is to keep you guys entertained until the 13th (no new episode this week, sad times), BUT I might be able to get another chapter up before next episode.

Thank you to those people who continue to read this story, and continue to support it, and I'm very thankful for all of your kind words and helpful comments :) There may be some progress in the relationship in this chapter, you'll just have to read and find out!

On with the chapter! Enjoy ;-)

Tightly holding onto Nick's hand, she twirled herself around, stumbling and ending up chest-to-chest with him. They looked straight into each other's eyes, lingering for a minute, breathing in time with each other, before Jess mumbled something that sounded like 'oh, sorry'. Acknowledging the apology, Nick backed away slowly, turning around and began walking towards the table. He was going to get drunk tonight.

After fumbling with the key, attempting to get it in the lock for a good 10 minutes, they finally stumbled into the loft – 'they' being Nick, Jess, Schmidt, and Cece. Winston and Shelby had left the reception about an hour before everyone else and went back to Shelby's. Nick walked in first; pushing the door wide open once he'd unlocked it. Then Schmidt and Cece staggered in, holding each other up and immediately slumped onto the sofa. Last in was Jess, who once in the loft, attempted to lightly shut the door which didn't quite go as planned with the door slamming, with Jess 'shh'-ing it as it did so.

Nick wandered into the kitchen, wincing at the sound of the door slamming. "Anyone for coffee?" he asked, as he reached into the cupboard getting a mug down. His question was met with grunts, which Nick took as a 'no', from Schmidt and Cece who were now heading towards Schmidt's bedroom, "Oh okay then.. Jess, do you want any coffee?" Nick said raising his voice, not quite sure where Jess was.

Suddenly, she appeared next to him. "Shhhhhhhh, Niccccchhoooolassssss." She placed her finger against his lips, as to keep him quite. Nick's deep brown eyes were wide, staring directly at her. "Weeeeeeee.. need some music."

She disappeared in a flash, running into Nick's room to get his laptop – without asking which Nick thought was rather rude, and quickly reappeared with it in her arms. She placed it down on the counter, turning it on and loading up iTunes. Once iTunes had loaded, she continued by pressing play, and then shuffle. Before The Worst by The Script started playing. Nick thought himself why he had this in his music – it was the time Jess was obsessed with Ireland. She tried to perfect the accent, get into the culture and constantly listened to The Script, and she walked around the loft singing it to herself. Nick would later find himself singing it, so he downloaded it. He listened to it when he was down, and it used to cheer him up – remembering how funny it was listening to her attempting the Irish accent. Jess was currently singing along with every word, dancing round the living room care free, almost bumping into everything – and narrowly missing it all. The song reached its end, Jess looking disappointed but soon the next song had begun.

Stay Stay Stay by Taylor Swift. Now, why had Nick got this on his iTunes? Jess had bought Taylor Swift's new album, but her laptop was breaking. She borrowed Nick's laptop (without asking, again!) and copied the CD onto it. Nick only realised that he had the songs on there during his nightly play of iTunes on shuffle. A sudden upbeat pop song came on – which really wasn't Nick's style – and that song belonging to a certain Miss Taylor Swift. Nick didn't delete the album off his iTunes, you know, Jess might have wanted it at some point (and Nick liked to listen to it when he was alone in the apartment, but none of the roommates need to know). It was surprising how much of his music was actually downloaded by Jess or related to her in anyway.

He leaned on the counter, with his coffee in one hand, watching her dancing. How she had this much energy, he'll never know. Nick kept sipping his coffee, realising he didn't really feel drunk before the coffee, even considering the unnumbered bottles of beer he had drunk. He watched her stumble over to the laptop placed on the counter next to him. She clicked around for a few minutes, finally deciding on a song – One And Only by Adele. Nick's hidden music pleasure.

Suddenly, Jess was reaching for Nick's hand, pulling him up. He placed his coffee down on the counter, looking her straight in the eyes. "Dance with me, Nick." She said, throwing her arms around his waist, and resting her cheek against his chest. He stood for a moment with his hands by his sides, eventually giving in and wrapping his arms around her waist, resting his chin on her head, smelling her hair.

They stood like that rocking back and forth in each other arms, until just before the song ended. "I love you, Nicholas." Jess mumbled, fidgeting against him.

Nick hesitated for a moment, wondering if she really just said that, before replying. "I love you too, Jessica." She was the only one who could call him Nicholas.

After the song finished, random pop songs that Jess had downloaded (well, some were Nick's) came on, making her pull away from Nick's hold and continuing to dance around the living room. Song after song, Jess kept dancing. Nick had made his way over to the sofa, after re-acquainting himself with his coffee. Sat on the sofa, he continuing to watch Jess, gosh, she really does have a lot of energy. He couldn't help thinking about how adorable yet… attractive she looked when she danced. Sure, he'd seen her dancing before but never like this – she was free and didn't care what anyone thought; the many joys of alcohol. He glanced down at the cup in his hand, drinking the rest of the coffee left and leaning forward to place the now empty cup on the table.

As leaned back against the sofa cushions, Jess ran round to the front of the sofa, launching herself into the space onto the space next to him. She leaned forwards, picking up the coffee cup, and going to take a sip. "Ahhhh, Niiiick! You drunk it all!" She placed the cup back down on the table, and leaning back and placing her head on Nick's shoulder.

"Well, Jess.." Nick said sliding out from under her head on his shoulder, "Your coffee is over he-" He picked up the cup on the counter next to the laptop, and as he turned around, he found Jess picking another song on the laptop. He placed the cup down, leaning against the counter watching her and waiting for her to respond to him. "Jess... Did you hear me?" But she wasn't listening. She began to sing along with the upbeat song that was now playing.

If we take this bird in, with its broken leg,
We could nurse it, she said.
Come inside for a little lie down with me,
And if you fall asleep, it wouldn't be the worst thing.

Jess was dancing around the kitchen counter, Nick still calling her name. "Er, Jess?" he called, but she just keep on singing and dancing. She opened the fridge door looking in, but then closing it. She slowly took a step towards the dining table, her dancing speed increasing.

Nick began to raise his voice, "Jess! Hello?!" But she still wasn't listening. He stood up moving round the counter to where she was standing. "JESS!" he shouted again. At this point, he didn't care if he interrupted whatever antics Schmidt and Cece were up to, he was angry at Jess – angrier than he'd ever been. It was probably this strong due to the fact he was rather drunk, plus he had so much pent-up anger inside of him from all their previous arguments that he just needed a way to let it out.

"JESSICA DAY, WILL YOU JUST LISTEN TO ME FOR ONE MINUTE?!" Still, no response.

"Seriously Jess, you drive me insane sometimes – you're not even listening to me now, are you? Well, Jess, I have something to tell you. No matter what you have to say, I listen, and this is the thanks I get? Thanks a lot, Jess. You really help me feel like I should bother and that I'm valued in this loft. Everyone loves you, but me? My problems are overlooked – I mean, we'll talk about them briefly but then that'll be the end of it. Lucky for you, the guys will listen to whatever you have to say and are more than willing to help. Maybe it's just because they think you're all soft and sensitive and I'm all tough – but I'll tell you, that's not the truth. Are you seriously still not listening to me, Jess?" She was still stood there dancing away. This was making Nick really mad. "You are just ridiculous sometimes, more than sometimes, all the time. Constantly singing about everything and telling everyone your little problems and I've had enough, Jess, enough."

Nick could hear the song playing in the background, with it only just dawning on him that he should turn it off so she'll listen. He walked round to the laptop, pushing the pause button on iTunes and walking back round to where he had previously been standing.

"Hey, who stopped the music?" Jess said, confused.

"Jess, did you not listen to a single word I just said?" Nick stressed, but again, she wasn't listening. She ran past him, bumping her shoulder against his and heading straight to the laptop. Nick beat her there pushing the button to turn the laptop off completely – he'd had enough. He pulled Jess' hands away from the mouse pad, holding them tightly in his right hand, as he slammed the laptop screen.

He placed his left hand on top of her hands, and shook them. "Jess, are you finally listening to me?" he said, but Jess was staring at the laptop.

"B—bu—but music." Jess replied, pulling a face that Nick would describe as the 'turtle face' and he would know, as that was his signature face.

"Jess! Look at me, Jess." He placed his hands on her shoulders, and he shook her. She didn't move her eyes from where they were staring.

But when I wake up, and your make-up is on my shoulder,
And tell me if I lie down, won't you stay now?
And let me hold ya.

"Ugh, fuck it."

And as soon as he had said that, he moved his hands up placing them on either side of Jess' face, pulling her head round to face him and he kissed her. At first, it was rough and full of tension on both sides. But as they sunk into it, it became lighter and they followed each other's rhythm. Nick's hands moved up into Jess' hair, but then down around her waist pulling her in closer. Jess flung her arms up, and around Nick's neck, deepening the kiss even further. Eventually, they pulled apart.

But if I kiss you, will your mouth read this truth?
Darling, how I miss you, strawberries taste like lips do.
And it's not complete yet, mustn't get out feet wet,
'Cause that leads to regret, diving in too soon.

They stood opposite each other, breathing heavily, staring into each other's eyes – their pupils dilated.

"Jess, I'm sorry." Nick sighed. "You just wouldn't listen to me and I got angry an—"

"Shut up, you." Jess interrupted, crashing her lips back onto his and once again they felt themselves sink into each other.

A/N#2: *squeals* I really hope you guys liked that chapter as I really enjoyed writing it. It did start getting a bit long, but I'm sure you guys didn't mind ;-) But seriously, this finally happened! How long have you been waiting for this moment to happen? Haha!

Er, these are the songs that I've used in this chapter:

Before The Worst – The Script
Stay Stay Stay – Taylor Swift
Little Bird – Ed Sheeran

I own none of these songs, or anything mentioned in this story.

I'm sure this story will continue – I don't really have a reason for it not to. But yeah, please let me know what you thought of this chapter, do you think it was about time they kissed? Or do you think I should have built it up more?

I'll see you soon with the next chapter! xx