A/N: Good day to you, fine fellows of the internet! So first things first; during Santa – "I think you're the girl a guy would come back for." AND HE BLOODY WELL CAME BACK AT THE END OF SEASON 1 AND I WAS CRYING AND EMOTIONAL AND IUSDGAUFG. Oh, another New Girl related thing that's made me emotional in the time since the last chapter, er, the spoilers for 2x15. I won't spoil it for you if you don't want to/haven't found out them yet. If you follow me on tumblr, you'll know because it had a proper major freak out, and didn't stop for about 4 hours.

So guys, here we are; another chapter. Time to find out what Nick has in store for Jess!

Jess slammed the loft door shut. She'd been on her feet all day, but had got the job, but all she needed now was a sit down, a cup of tea and to watch some cringey TV. But she felt like that wasn't going to happen, because there was Nick. CD player on the table in front of him, along with a small bunch of flowers, next to a cup of tea – although it now looked cold. And there he was, lying across the cushions fast asleep hugging the douchebag jar and with her note placed on his chest. Damn, he looks precious.

It took her a moment to take in what was in front of her, but when she realised… Crap. What on earth was he planning?

Why does he have to be so cute? Do I wake him up? No… He'll be cranky. Wait, why is he doing this? Jess thought to herself as she placed her keys in the bowl, her bag on the floor and slipped her shoes off of her sore feet.

Slowly tiptoeing towards the sofa, she peered down to look at his face at a better angle. "Nick? Wake up…" She whispered, wondering whether or not to touch him.

"Nick?" She repeated, reaching an arm out and touching his upper arm, squeezing gently. "Nick? Niiiick?" She sung, and saw his eyes flick open. Seeing him doing so, she moved backwards – and just in time, as if she hadn't of moved, Nick would have head-butted her in the face.

"Huh?" Nick sitting him, grabbing the jar and note on his chest before they fell to the floor, "Jess! I didn't mean to fall asleep. First thing I want to say is… Jar." A small smile appeared on his face as he stretched his jar holding arm out. Jess giggled, reaching into her bag and pulling out a note and placing it into the jar. Nick, then placed the jar down on the table along with the note. "Er, so, these are for you." He picked up the flowers on the table and handed them to her. "Oh, and your te—It's cold, I'll make you a new one."

"Nick," She said, stopping him by grabbing his upper arm, "No, just… Just tell me what you're doing."

"Well… Jess, sit down. Please." Nick said, turning, placing his hand on the small of her back and guiding her to sit down. "I need to… talk to you." He sighed, watching her stare at everything he had set out on the table. "Well, you know I'm not got at talking about my feelings…" he said, Jess looking up at him. "And I couldn't find your feeling stick so I thought the next best thing would be music…" Nick clicked the button on the CD player, and then the music began…

"Nick, what are yo—"

"Just… Listen Jess." He said, trying to click in time to the music.

Hearing him mumbling along with the words made it so hard for Jess not to laugh, but he was trying, and she couldn't just laugh at him. But then, he really did start singing along. Even if it was off-key, it had reached the chorus.

I wanna be the only one to hold you.
I wanna be the only one to soothe you.
I wanna be the only one to love you, love you.
I wanna be the only one, the only one.

As the chorus finished, Nick leaned over clicking the pause button on the CD player. "So?"

Jess shrugged, "That was adorable."

Nick made his turtle face, nodding slightly. "Did you even listen to anything I said?"

"Yes," She sighed, "Yes, I did. I want you to be the only one. That's why it never worked out with anyone else. Because of you, and I was constantly seeking your approval and when I never got it, I realised, the only person you'd approve of would be yourself."

She saw his eyes glisten at her response.

"Well… Wha—What does this mean?" He stuttered.

"That you can be the only one with you're not chicken, Miller." She laughed, raising her left hand and using it as a beak, and making clucking sounds.

"Oh, you bet I'm not." And with that, he reached down, cupping her face and kissing her.

Just like he had wanted to all those times when she'd made fun of him. Or when she had been sat crying and watching Dirty Dancing for the millionth time. Or when she'd skip around early in the morning bringing sunshine into his life. Or when she was ill and needed the company. He was no longer her emotional fluffer, and could kiss her whenever he wanted to. His life was pretty awesome right now, all thanks to one girl, who he didn't even know a year ago. But he wish he did, maybe his life would have turned out better but to be honest, right now, he couldn't care less because he was kissing the most perfect girl in the world.

And something in his life finally felt right.

fin.

A/N #2: And that's it. We're finished! Thank you so so so much to everyone who has read and supported this story and it's sad to see it finally come to a close, but it had to end somewhere.

The song I used (delved into the classics here) is I Wanna Be The Only One by Eternal, because it's such a fab song and I could totally imagine Nick singing it.

Please review and let me know how I did with this final chapter.

Don't worry, I will write more New Girl stories. I'd never be able to resist these two.

Love Zoe xo