Hello! I deleted my old story because I thought it wasn't that good so I tried changing a few things… I'm not sure how far this story is going to go though. If you're new to this story, welcome to the Flowers of Love!
Hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer - Cassandra Clare owns The Mortal Instruments.
Chapter 1 - Trouble In Paradise.
"Clary can you please help me out, just this once?" Isabelle -aka Izzy- was asking me to look after her flower boutique shop for a whole week. Alone. You see, it would've been fine if she was by my side but nope she's leaving me, who knows what can happen! I'll probably get robbed and end up bringing this place down.
"Can you just ask someone else to do it? You know I don't like being left by myself, what if something bad happens and you're not here?"
"You know you can always call me when I'm not here Clare and if something goes wrong I promise I'll come straight away. You know how important this trip is to me. I mean, I'm meeting Simon's mother and sister and I'm super nervous about it and I don't think I wanna leave this shop to an unknown stranger who may want to steal money and you know I trust you and you're my best friend and I-"
"Okay okay I'll do it! You're rambling and just so you know, I'm only doing this because I love you." I say, giving her a hug.
"Yay! Thanks Clary! You're seriously the best! And don't you worry about being alone, you know Magnus will come to visit as often as he can." Magnus was our other best friend, the tall sassy, glitter enthusiast we can't not love.
"Promise you'll come back in a week and tell me all about your trip?"
"Of course! We'll have a sleepover and I'll tell you all about it girl." Even though at 23 years, Izzy still manages to act like a teenage girl everytime she gets the opportunity to and I can't deny that I love her for it. She always seems to be the happiest out of the trio.
"Okay so here are the details…" As Izzy tells me everything I needed to know, someone - a furious someone - came in the store nearly breaking the door. "So lastly, the flowers need to be -"
"Isabelle Sophia Lightwood! I need your help! I need it now and fast so please come right now!" Oh God. The voice of none other than Jace Herondale comes shouting through the entrance door and it's amazing how we can hear him because we're at the back of the store in her office.
Izzy noticeably sighed and briefly apologised to me before going out to talk to the egotistical ,asshat, jerkface Herondale. As you probably guessed, I don't like Jace that much and that's because of his player ways and over confident gait as if he owned the place. It's probably wrong to say things about a man I've only met twice but it's hard not to, everytime he tried talking to me all he did was spill inappropriate innuendos and when I try to get to know him better, it always goes wrong, maybe because he ends up ignoring me and flirting with the next person who has boobs spilling over their shirt and a full face of makeup walking past. Nonetheless, I follow Izzy out the door and at front.
"But Izzy! She's being irrational, it's not my fault she's always jealous of the next pretty lady who walks past us…" Jace explained his situation, flailing his arms everywhere, trying his best to stay calm.
"Oh Jace, why can't you just focus on her? That's what girls want Jace, attention." Isabelle was talking to Jace as if he was a toddler who needed help colouring a picture. I listened intently at the side, listening to how Isabelle was talking to Jace and how she's trying to stay calm, I might learn things from her.
"Ugh Izzy how do you do this relationship thing. It's so hard!" Jace sighed and was banging his golden head on the table.
"It's called practice my brother." Isabelle laughed and stood next to the flowers, checking to see if they were damaged or not. By Isabelle's striking brown (almost black) eyes and jet black hair, no one would've guessed that Jace and Isabelle were related. And they weren't. Jace was adopted by the Lightwood Family because of an accident his parents were involved in, I don't know a lot about it. Jace was the opposite of Isabelle if it were based on looks. Jace, the "Golden God" as he liked to describe himself was, well, golden indeed. From his golden locks to his golden tanned skin and his golden eyes, there was no denying he was beautiful. I mean, his lean muscular body was perfection. Too bad he was an ass.
"Look Jace, if you want, break up with Kaelie, you've only been together for a month anyway." Isabelle explained more.
"Izzy! I want this to work between us, I like her -" presumably her boobs and ass "-and I want things to be okay between us. You know she's the longest girlfriend I've had."
"Fine fine. Just give her some flowers. You know, flowers can communicate in many ways."
"Hmm. That might work, what flowers do you suggest?"
"There are many options, I'll ask Clary if she has some ideas. Clary! Oh there you are!"
I walk over to her and Jace who was giving me a sideway glance.
"Clary, nice to see you again. It's been far too long hasn't it?" Jace's famous smirk was plastered on his beautiful face.
"Yeah, yeah. What message do you want to say to Kaelie?"
He looked at me carefully, holding his gaze he spoke softly, "I want to say 'Kaelie, my love, I'm asking for your forgiveness and I hope I can make it up to you? I can make it up to you by making you feel ways you've never fe-" He was interrupted by me.
"Some trouble in paradise I suspect? You've nearly given the best forgiveness speech except for the end you know..." There was a hint of a smile on his face.
"A bit, now come on! Help me out, I know you're squealing inside just getting the chance to talk to me. See, I know you're jealous of Kaelie since I know you've been in love with me since the first day you met me but it's time to let go." That 'please' didn't sound very sincere but I'll take it since I know Jace can't do any better and the last comment I ignore because I didn't want Isabelle to be more stressed about me and Jace than she already was. The word love seemed too much but I can't deny I liked what I saw the first time I saw him...
"Well, " I try to say calmly "giving her red roses are a classic so you should give her some of those," I paused picking up some red roses and looking through the wide selection of flowers Isabelle's boutique had, "maybe some white tulips since they mean you want some forgiveness and lastly a white chrysanthemum to say you're true to your word and is sorry for being such a bad boyfriend?"
Jace looked at me and back at the flowers," Perfect! Thanks Clary!" Wow, first 'thanks' I've heard from him.
"She's great isn't she? She'll be looking after this store for a week for me while I'm gone." Isabelle said.
"Oh, so you won't be here? I'll miss you dear sister, wait a minute," Jace looked confused for a bit before saying, " are you meeting Simon's family?" He wasn't that fond of Simon.
"Yes, I am and there's nothing to worry about brother we're just going to his beach house for a week."
"Well then make sure you behave, I'm too young to be an uncle you know." Jace smirked at her.
Isabelle ran out, red in the face.
Now it was just me and him. "Right your total is £20, have a good day." I said to him after rearranging the flowers, with sarcasm obviously.
"Oh well thank you fair maiden see you soon!" He picked up the flowers and strutted out not before giving me wink.
That boy will be the death of me.
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