"Magnus, it's me. You know I'm calling you, you know that I'll always love you. You know that this is my 131st message to you and that I'm still waiting for you to call me back. Aku Cinta Kamu." I closed the phone and ran my fingers through my hair, causing a cloud of glitter to appear. Alec was right. I know that he'll always love me, and that that was the 131st message from him, and that he's waiting. I can't keep on running away from him, I can't stop loving him. Ever.
It's like rubbing salt in a wound to stay away from him, like ridding the world of glitter. The truth was, I love him, and I want him to be immortal like me, so we can be together. I want to be the one that's there for him; I want to wake up every day with him on the other side of me. I need Alexander Gideon Lightwood.
I dial his number, and he picks up on the first ring. "Alexander." "Magnus! You called me back!" "I guess I was wrong. I need you to know something." "I'm coming over."
In about thirty seconds, a sweaty (and sexy) nephilim is on my doorstep. I fling the door open and kiss him, emitting stares from the neighbors. I don't care. I kiss him harder, dragging him inside. My Alexander pulls away, and I stare at him. "Um, hi?" He says.
"Alexander, I can't tell you how much I missed you. Chairman says hello." "How's my disco ball?" He asks. "Disco ball?" "Just trying it out." "I love you, you crazy.. Angel." "Angel?" "Whatever. I called you over because I wanted to tell you something."
His blue eyes look up at me. "What?" "I love you." "I know that." "And I'll never leave. Even if there's unlimited glittery makeovers with someone else." "NO MAKEOVERS!" "Fine. But.. Can Isabelle give you one on my behalf?"
"Shut up and kiss me again." And better words would never be spoken.