AN-

Hi, this is my first fan-fiction so be kind XD I'm looking for a beta because my grammars is appalling. This is going to be a MALEC fic with other ships in the background. Any tips or improvements I'm all ears… So yeah enjoy I finished this around 10 last night. Also I'm English so if I get any American facts wrong just pm me and I can sort them out.

Enjoy!

4th September 2016

5:00pm

Alec POV

Get
your ass down here right now! -Iz

Suppressing a groan as I roll over to face the wall. Maybe if I stay still for long enough it will look like I'm sleeping. Or dead. Yeah I like that plan.

"ALEXANDER GIDEON LIGHTWOOD!" Izzy screeched as you could hear her stomping up the stairs and making a beeline straight for my room.

I could feel myself tense up as I repeatedly told myself just to ignore her. Behind me I could hear the door being thrown aside and a very pissed off Izzy boring her eyes into my back, if looks could kill I would be sleeping in the seven circles of hell. Least I will be away from her.

"I know you're not sleeping Alec, and you promised me that you would go to Pandemonium tonight to meet our cousins and their friends, if you don't get off of your butt in 5 seconds I will fucking dress you if I have to." Izzy threatened me looking very much like a child that hadn't got their way, the full package with the stomp included.

Ha she is bluffing she wouldn't dare…

"One...Two…Three…Four-" I rolled my eyes with a smirk placed on my lips.

Izzy never forces me to do these things normally she will just call a taxi, she doesn't need me there. She always used to go out clubbing back in London with all her friends so why would she do anything different here in New York. She will bug me and never let me live it down but she would never force me to do things.

"Five!" Izzy bellowed out a battle cry as she leapt over my bedroom to grab my ankle and with a flick of her wrist she had me on a heap of tangled limbs on my cream carpet with a predatory sneer spread across her face. If I have ever been scared of Izzy, it's always because of that smile which makes me tremble to my bones. She is fear itself.

"Awh, Alec how did you get down there? need a hand?" Izzy innocently held out a perfectly manicured hand, eyeing her hand suspiciously as I took it, as she yanked me up she coiled her fingers around my wrist like a vice. That's when I actually took the time to take in the clothes she was wearing. Or lack of clothes I thought. She was wearing a red mini-dress that was practically a second skin, her black heels added another few inches on her already intimidating figure. Her raven hair was left loose, falling elegantly down to her lower back. Her make-up highlighted the chiselled angles and made her chocolate brown eyes hypnotic, she looked like she had just stepped out of a modelling agency. The pedant that had been passed down through our family as an heirloom was placed around her neck catching the light from the hallway making it look like a second heart. She looks like she would eat any boy for breakfast why would she want her big brother to come with her? I nervously started ringing my hands. What does she want?

"Iz… Look I'm really not feeling well, I can ring Gideon or Gabriel to come pick you up," I generally started to feel ill at the thought of going out to meet loads of new people in a new town. "And tomorrow is the first day of school and I want to do well-"

She silenced me with a glare. "You can't just hole up in here for the rest of your life like a fucking hermit, make a new name for you here, its a nice, new, clean slate."

Izzy still had her death-grip on my wrist as she led me towards the walk in wardrobe that was placed on the wall opposite my bed and the window I was gazing out of. I wish someone would swoop in and save my ass right now. I shook my head there's no point day-dreaming I can't escape Izzy once she has made up her mind might as well start preparing for the worst.

"And due to your new FRESH start. Remind me to take you out shopping Alec, like seriously you have no decent clothes just these holey sweaters," Izzy held up a dark navy sweater up between her thumb and forefinger scrunching up her nose. She left me sitting down as I watched her rummage through my closet murmuring curse words at my lack of fashion sense.

The more I think about how me and my sister are so different but the same in so many ways. We have both inherited our height from our parent but she manages to pull it off as elegant and alluring meanwhile I make it seem awkward always slouching and shying away from any attention. We both have the same thick jet black hair where hers is sleek without a knot in sight as it stretches down to her hips. And then we look at my unruly mop that I haven't found the time to cut it since we started the moving process, so now I have found the longer it gets the more it curls at the ends which causes it to tickle the back of my neck as it curls round past my ears. But on a positive note I can hide my boring blue eyes. Izzy's eyes almost change colour in the light with flecks of hazel and gold which flit around her irises and mine are just a dark blue not even a light blue which is infuriating, if I didn't love as much as I did I would be jealous. And that's just our looks don't get me started on how we act.

Izzy's voice breaks me from my thoughts with her throwing a pair of jeans at my face. I can already feel the tell-tale signs of my blush which has broken out across my cheeks and is threatening to go down my neck as I put my feet through the leg holes.

"Iz I can't wear these! I wore them like 2 years ago I can't possibly wear these! They're too tight" I must look pretty pathetic, both my limbs stuck in the leg holes as I shimmy into them. They were hugging me - no more like suffocating me. They leave nothing to the imagination I suppressed that thought with a shudder.

"They look PERFECT!" Izzy squealed I'm surprised that the glass of water on my bedside table didn't crack while throwing a white t-shirt and a leather bomber jacket my way.

"Now your hair," Izzy rubbed her hands in sinister way, and that's where I draw the line the hair stays the way it is as I backed up out of the wardrobe and as far away as I could get from the nut case of a sister.

"Fine not the hair but remember to put your piercing in they make you look gorgeous," Izzy said with one last wink as she flounced out of the room already on the phone to the taxi service as I felt the blush creep back up.

6:15pm

The music from the club was beating its way into my skull from even a block away, why did I even agree to this… Oh wait I didn't. I just groaned Izzy owes me big time. As I rested my forehead against the window of the cab. Another example about the differences between New York and London I missed the black simple taxis compared to the flashy yellow ones here or the fact that every skyscraper had an electronic advertisement lighting up every street making it look almost magically rather than London bustle at night.

"ALECCC we are here!" Izzy's voice already had a singsong tone in them and she wasn't even drunk. I took moment to check my surroundings the club had a fluorescent sign emitting a deep red colour that reminded me of blood but that wasn't the unsettling thing about the sign, it's logo was two snakes sculpted in a circle but each snake head was eating the other snakes tail... That's creepy... From what I have been told from Izzy's constant blabbering was this club the Pandemonium was known for letting under aged teens like ourselves get plastered here. Luckily Mother and Father are out on a business trip so they can't see their 18 year old son carry their 17 year old paralytic daughter home.

"Iz there is a line. We are going to be here for hours," I was right for once, the queue snaked round and round for miles and miles. I could stand putting up with Izzy but one thing I hate is queues they make me nervous as hell: this was due to everyone being impatient and insanely bored which never mix together well. I fiddled with the stud in my eyebrow as I looked at my phone clock.

"And that's where pulling a few strings come in handy with life, Gabriel just told me to whisper the code word and they let you in right away," Izzy cracked a devious smile as she sauntered up to two big burly bouncers laying a hand on one of their shoulders as she seductively whispered the codeword.

I am going to be sick I threw a hand up to cover my mouth as I felt my dinner want to pop back up to say hello. I love Izzy but she never knows when to turn off the charm. What made me feel even sicker was the bouncer's reaction which was smile so vulgar that it made my skin crawl and ignited my anger at his actions Ugh he is like 30 years older than her. It just made me cringe as I stormed up and grabbed Izzy by the wrist and pulled her to the doorway just stopping just outside before going straight in.

"She has a boyfriend," I said loudly enough over my shoulder for that perverted-meathead to hear it as I planted a kiss on her cheek. Izzy didn't look shocked, ever since she has dragged me anywhere and there was a creep that hit on either me or her we would play the 'dating trick', which always seemed to get rid of them easy enough. Then I pulled her into the club, and that's when I realised if I thought the music was loud outside the club it was like a jack-hammer inside my head I could already hear my ears buzz.

"Sorry he was being such a creep," I stated "Also what time is Gabriel and Gideon coming? I don't want to be here all night."

"Shhh, Alec relax they aren't coming for another 45 minutes but in mean time why don't we get you a drink, I can already tell that you hate it here," Izzy pulled me to the bar and sat me on a stool. That manipulative cow, she knows that when I drink I start to feel better in my own skin therefore dropping my guard, leading me to talk to people and then which leads me to have confidence and then to pass out half-way through the night and leaving my sister to do as she pleases because her brother is plastered out of his head talking to a stranger about my life choices to be able to be protective. and many nights of regrets.

That's when I started to look around the club to see what all the commotion is about the club. Everything about the club seemed to be in your face, the bar had a water feature with lights illuminating it, while lights haphazardly on a large dance floor which dominated half of the space and small booths littered the walls which were the only things that weren't touched by the bright neon lights. I tried to get a closer look until I felt heat rush to my face as I see two people very much attached from the lips, and lots of grappling to each other and all I could see was a flash of red and blonde before I swiftly averted my eyes back onto the bar. God I'm so out of place here I could feel my knee shaking up with some unknown urgency. That caused me to look down as the room started to spin all the colours are smashing into one making me feel ill, steadying my breaths out I wouldn't be very good at protecting Iz if I can't stay on feet, It was only a boy and girl kissing god Alec stop being so pathetic. My vision started to clear again -Where is Izzy? I rooted all my thoughts to my sister, Alec keep your head on.

"Hellloooo earth to Alec, here bottoms up," Izzy's voice broke me out of my thoughts with a concerned eyes as she held out a drink which had a funkiest blue look in the light, I hope it wasn't strong she knows I'm crap at keeping my alcohol. I'm Alec-Bloody-Lightweight. She clinked glasses with me and turned again to a boy who had glasses hung awkwardly on his face he was obviously not used to all the attention, I quickly looked at him. He was wearing a gamer tee with 3 little pixelated hearts saying: Don't worry I have 3 more lives. Once Izzy was done I don't think he will have that many lives left. I felt sorry for him he wasn't the type Izzy normally went for he wasn't athletic or that handsome, he must of felt the presence of my stare as he nervously shifted his weight from one foot to the other. That's when I looked at the liquid in the glass I which seemed to pulse mockingly at me, the poor boy looked pretty shocked as I downed it in one, feeling the drink scorch the back of throat burying the need to cough as my head temporally seemed to be on a merry-go-round.

"Hi I'm Alec, who are you here with today?" I reached out a hand towards the boy as he looked slightly stunned as he shakily shook it. Izzy smirked at me that means the drink was pretty strong for me to introduce myself already this early in the night. Damn that witch.

"I'm Si…Simon," He said with a little wave of his hand, then reaching up behind his neck and absently rubbing it. "I was here with my best friend, but then she brought her boyfriend and there are a tad – occupied at the moment." That's when I knew I would like this boy, as a blush painted his face as he gestured towards that booth that I saw a few minutes ago, if my sister doesn't ruin him tonight I could see myself being friends with this socially awkward dork.

My eyes were drawn to the little booth again as two people emerged from it walking towards us. They were an odd couple, the girl was so small 5ft if that, with a bundle of ginger hair bouncing as her two little green eyes shone like jewels as a small easy going smile as she ran up and slapped Simon lightly on the shoulder.

"We weren't occupied!" Her face was now camouflaged with the rest of her hair. Just as a boy who towered above her and Simon caught up to the group and put a lazy arm around her shoulders a sarcastic smirk that seemed permanently planted there.

"Oh Clary! I'm heartbroken are the things we do completely ignored by you, I thought that my passionate show of affection for you should have been seen by all, and yet you still ignore me," the boy's eyes lit up as the small red head stamped on his toes, his golden eyes didn't even show pain as he put his hands on his heart and flashed a model like smile. "I'm Jace Herondale."

"Jace shut up!" The red head, Clary elbowed him in the ribs. "Simon who are these two?"

"Oh that's Izzy," Simon shyly gestured to Izzy's who was draped on the bar, "And that's Alec, they're the Lightwoods cousins."

"Yeah they should get here any second my brother just texted that they are on their way," Jace shouted over the music. Thank god, least Gideon will be here. Me and Gideon normally act like the parents for Izzy and Gabriel because of the Lightwood firm our parents are never there. "Anyway drinks on me – except you Simon, I don't like you- because if you having a hard time with me here, wait till you meet the next Herondale!"

Jace bumped shoulders with me as he passed me a drink this time it was more green coloured then the last blue one I had, downing it again in one was the only option because if I think about it I probably wouldn't drink it. Shock flew across the golden boys face as he soon followed my actions and grinned with amusement. "Looks like you can down drinks pretty quick, wanna have a race?" Excitement laced his voice as Jace topped it off with a wiggle of his left eyebrow.

I could already feel the drinks affect me already with this new found confidence and I quite like Jace's competitive attitude. "Sure blondie but I think your gonna loose."

Jace's mouth tugged up at once side as he flicked his hair out of his eyes as he ordered the drinks again. But this time he made sure to get a big glass: and to this big glass he added a purple drink, a green, a blue and an orange one, which all seemed to mush together to make a rotten brown colour. He did the same to the second glass and handed it to me. I hid a smirk back in England I can drink legally and here you can only drink legally at 21 so therefore it would be easier for me to get more practise I have this match in the bag. Hiding my grin behind the rim of the glass. He looked up and counted down from five using his right hand and holding the glass in his left. Five, Four, Three, Two… One. GO! Throw my head back as I felt the liquid drain backwards hitting straight into my stomach I should have probably ate something before this, gasping for breath as I slammed the glass on the bar to let a smug smile loose on my face as a I see three faces that looked like they were catching flies and Izzy's knowing smug smile. As Jace finished this drink of and placed it down still looking quite amazed. I let out a laugh at all their expressions just as I remembered how much alcohol affects me. This is gonna backfire straight into my face.

Just as Izzy leapt up out her seat is when I saw the familiar lanky figure of Gabriel weaving his way through the crowd of dancers and Izzy threw herself into Gabriel's open embrace. "Hey Iz how you doing?"

That's when I looked behind him to see the astonished face of Gideon obviously he just saw mine and Jace's race. And not only was his face that was shocked I realised he must have entered with Gabriel and his friends and they were all looking in between Jace and me, If they carry on like that they are probably gonna get whip-lash I laughed to myself again. There was one boy in particular who was looking at me and Jace oddly. That wasn't the only odd thing about him either but the fact that he looked exactly like me, with the black hair and blue eyes combination accept he was slightly stockier, more tanned and smaller than me, he also carried himself with an air of confidence which I lacked but apart from that he was a carbon copy of myself.

"JONATHAN CHRISTOPHER HERONDALE! Beaten at a drinking game I thought we were brought up better than that to lose to a LIGHTWORM!" He shouted from across the club having no problem about being heard over the music as he strode towards me and embraced me in a manly one arm hug. "No longer my brother!" The blue-eyed Herondale stuck his tongue out playfully at Jace.

"Fuck off Will!" Jace happily gave him the birdie.

After stepping out of the embrace with Will and that's when I saw him. Even if he was slighty hidden by Gideon he still towered over everyone. He stood out like a beacon of flames, I think the red neon leather trousers helped and I thought mine left nothing to the imagination. A black top hugged his slim figure with sequins sewed on and in deep red letters saying: Blink if you want me. A red scarf wrapped around his neck which complemented his eyes styled with one part of the fabric thrown over his shoulder. His eyes were cat-like oh he must of be wearing contacts because there were vertical slit like with flecks of gold dancing in the green of his eyes all too impossibly clear from across the club I wonder what they look like up close… His eyes were followed with perfectly winged eyeliner that would have taken Izzy an hour to do with that smoky eye effect. Not to mention his hair which was dyed red and orange at the tips and the glitter that adorned it shining and shimmering in the viberant club lights as he had obviously put gel in it to get it so imposing and dazzling. He had a caramel tone of skin that gave him an air of someone exotic and not your average New Yorker which contrasted beautifully with his lips which had been painted with lavish red lip-gloss that shined in the light making them seem fuller and more alluring

I wonder what it would be like to run my hands through his hair and smash my lips to- Alec try to keep your thoughts straight this is just the alcohol talking. I felt as if my whole face was on fire it must look as if I was a tomato but I couldn't help it he was so fucking gorgeous.

AN-

I haven't made an update schedule just yet but I have finished the second chapter at 5:30 this morning.

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