A/N: Merry Christmas!

This is an oneshot for my story Changes. It takes place in the flashback in chapter one, but from Magnus's POV,

Enjoy

I, Magnus Bane, am the most magnificent person alive!

I was in a really great mood today. I was strutting down the school corridor, with my gang trailing behind me. As I walked down the corridor everyone, I mean everyone, shot me a second glance. I was the most popular kid in school, everybody paid attention to me, and I loved it!

Suddenly I froze dead in the middle of my strut. I had caught sight of him. The only one that didn't shoot me a second glance as I walked by. The only one that didn't look at me at all. The only one that I wanted to look at me. The object of my crush. Alexander Lightwood.

I loved him in all the ways a thirteen year-old could do. But he didn't like me at all, actually I was pretty sure he hated me. But that's cool, I hated him too in a way, because he hurt me when he didn't answer my love for him. Actually my hate for him is bigger than my love for him… I think…

I wanted him to notice me. I wanted him to see me. So I walked up to him, my gang following me, as always.

"Where do you think you are going, Closet Boy?" He flinched at my words, and I regretted saying them. I didn't want to hurt him and at the same time I wanted to hurt him so bad. In the heat of the moment I caught myself shoving him to the ground.

"I asked you a question, Closet Boy. Aren't you gonna answer me?" I was proud of my nickname of him. I knew he was gay. It was obvious by the way he was staring at me the first time we met. Back then I had thought it would be easy to win him. I couldn't have been more wrong, he was too deep in the closet to even admit to himself that he was gay.

Now, a year later, it was the other way around. I had grown to love him, and he to hate me.

From his place on the floor, at my feet, he looked up and our eyes met. His eyes were the most amazing blue I had ever seen. But now his eyes were filled with something that resembled fear.

I started to laugh, even if nothing was funny. Then I kicked him in his stomach.

'I hate you!' I thought whilst doing it.

I could see that my kick had hurt him, as his eyes were watering.

I kicked him again.

'I loved you!' I thought slowly.

He started to cry. He had no right to cry, I was the one who was hurt!

"Are you gonna start crying on me, Closet Boy? Are you gonna run home to mummy and tell her to make it all go away?" I started to laugh again, in pure madness.

One last time I kicked him in his stomach, before I left with my gang.

'I love you!' I thought as I kicked him. 'I love you!'

I, Magnus Bane, am the most stupid person alive!

A/N: I'll update Changes on this Friday.

Until then and Marry Christmas,

Heartfield