Hello there lovely readers! So this is my first story I'll be publishing here, I'm thinking of uploading a new chapter ever Sunday (yes I know today isn't Sunday, but I had just signed up a few days ago so I had to wait to be able to upload, and I didn't want to wait any longer!) but from now on it will be Sundays. Anyway I can't wait to hear from you all, I love comments so I hope you rights tons, I need to know what you think of this! I hardly ever let people read my writing, but I decided to finally do that so here ya go :)

As you all know I don't own The Mortal Instruments, these wonderful characters belong to Cassandra Clare, I'm just borrowing them for a little while ;)

But I will let you get on to the story!

The bodies on the dance floor moved with such grace that Alec couldn't help but get caught in their hypnotizing rhythm. His eyes travelled over their form, like he was trying to drink them in and capture the essence within them. That special magic that must be flowing through their veins, causing them to be able to dance like they are. Something that Alec knew he would never be able to do, not just because he didn't have the confidence to get up in front of everybody, but because he didn't carry himself with the grace that these people did. He would end up falling on his ass if he ever attempted to dance. That's why he was sitting at one of the booths in the corner, watching the world pass before him instead of joining in. He liked it better this way though, he never liked being the centre of attention, and just the thought of people staring at him brought him to the edge of hyperventilating. So sitting here with his hands wrapped around a mug of beer, watching the people swirl around the club, was enough for him.

"Alec I know you don't like dancing, but seeing you sitting alone in the corner is depressing," Maia said flopping down across from him. "And it's making me feel bad about leaving you to go dance with that guy."

"I told you to go dance with him, he was practical begging for you to. And I'm not alone, you're here."

"I haven't been with you for the past half hour, people are going to think you came here alone just to creepily watch them," Maia said finishing what was left in her glass.

"Based on all the empty mugs and shot glass on this table, I couldn't be alone or I would be passed out from all the alcohol currently inside of me," Alec said gesturing to the table.

"I guess you're right, but I do wish you would dance with me. At least once since it is our last night together," Maia said pouting a little.

"You're puppy dog look is not going to win here, I refuse to let it. Plus I am not drunk enough to be made a fool of on the dance floor," Alec told her draining the last of his beer.

"Well in that case I better go get us another round," Maia said smiling. Before Alec could tell her that wasn't what he meant she was gone, lost in the crowd of sweating bodies. Alec just laughed and moved his mug to the side with all the others. There was no getting around it, Maia was persistent in wanting to get him as drunk as possible. Alec didn't mind too much, it was their last night together, so what better way to spend it?

As he waited for her to get back he continued his silent watch of the people around him. He glanced back at the couple in the far corner of the room he saw before, and they were still locked together in a passionate embrace. Get a room, he thought to himself. He wasn't disgusted by it, if anything he was envious of the heated way they touched, as if they couldn't get enough of each other. Alec, who had never even shared the most fleeting of kisses, wanted what they had so badly that he had to look away. He searched for someone else to watch, and his eyes landed on a guy sitting alone at one of the tables. Based on the amount of empty glass surrounding him, he was here for one purpose only; to get drunk and to forget. That made Alec a little sad to see, he felt sorry for this stranger who felt the need to nurse his wounds with alcohol instead of something else. But then again, people needed to make themselves disappear in different way. For Alec he disappeared from the world every time he wrote, holed up in his rooms for hours on end creating new worlds for him to go into when he couldn't stand being in this one any longer. Which he guessed would seem strange, and sad to others, so really he shouldn't be judging this man. His eyes shifted again to land on a girl dancing with a group of her friends, she was quite beautiful he had to admit. With strawberry blond hair falling down her back, and a tight black dress hugging her hips as she moved with the music. She must have felt his eyes on her since she turned and locked eyes with him. She smiled and he felt her eyes move over him as she checked him out. It looked as if she was about to come over to him, but all of a sudden disappointment moved across her face and she turned away. He was confused for a second, before Maia came and sat down across from him again.

"Sorry that took so long, crazy bitches are crowding around the bar. It must be a bachelorette party or something," she said as she divided up the shot glasses, five for each of them. "What's wrong, you look like you just saw someone kick a dog."

"Nothing's wrong, I was just lost in thought for a minute. Do you think you got enough, holy shit," he said, shaking his head free of the girl and turning his attention back on Maia.

"Well I thought that getting totally pissed was the right thing to do tonight, don't you think?"

"I don't think I really have a choice now," Alec said laughing as he picked up shot number one. "To staying friends for life," he said before they both downed a shot together. They took two more before Maia started talking again.

"Are you scared about tomorrow at all?" She asked twirling a glass around with her finger.

"Of course I'm scared, I'm moving across the country. It's going to be the farthest I've ever been from home. It's okay to be nervous about starting school somewhere else Maia, especially since you're moving to a completely new country."

"I know it's alright, its just-Do you think I've picked the right place?"

"You're not having second thoughts are you?" Alec asked suddenly alert.

"No of course not, Oxford is all I've been thinking about since I was a kid. It's just so far away…"

"Maia, you're going to do amazing there. You're the smartest person I know. You have been collecting Oxford merch since we started high school, I'm fairly certain you own everything they sell. Sure it's far, but the second you get there you'll be too busy making friends and sightseeing that you won't even be thinking about that. You won't ever want to leave, trust me on this one."

"You're kinda the most amazing friend ever you know," she said hugging him over the table. "I'm going to be emailing you all the time I hope you know."

"I'm going to be doing the same thing,"

"Okay so enough with this whole mushy talk," Maia said taking another shot, which Alec quickly copied. "Let's get onto more drunk things, like who you think is the hottest person here. Other than me of course."

"What?" Alec said almost choking on his drink.

"Oh come on, I'm not telling you to go make out with someone. It's just we hardly ever talk about this stuff, and maybe with you drunk you'll be more open to tell me what you think of someone here. Please?" She asked starting up again with her pout.

"Fine, fine. You're not going to let it go until I agree anyway," Maia just clapped her hands before pushing another shot glass in his direction, which he gulped back instantly. He surveyed the room looking for the girl he saw earlier, and wondered if Maia would insist he ask her to dance. Could he do it, did he want to? His eyes roamed the room before they came to a screeching halt, not by his own doing though, his eyes wouldn't have been able to move past this person no matter how hard he tried. It was like he had a magnetic pull hovering over him, causing everyone to stare.

The guy that Alec couldn't stop staring at walked through the club like he owned it, his limbs held the sort of grace that even the most successful dancer would envy. Even from the distance Alec was from him he could tell that this guy was taller than he was, and that through his clothes he was evenly toned to perfection. His hair was done up in dense black spikes that seemed to sparkle as the lights moved over him, and he wore a flowing white shirt that hung low to reveal his chest. His pants were tight and purple, and as he sat down at the bar Alec grew hot as a blush rose to his cheeks. He didn't know why his body was reacting the way it was so he quickly looked away.

"Alec are you alright, you're flushed," Maia said.

"Yeah I'm fine, I think I just need some water. I'll be right back," he said quickly getting up, only to grab onto the table as the world spun around him. Maybe some water wouldn't be such a bad idea after all. He reassured Maia again that he was fine before he made his way towards the bar. He kept telling himself that he wasn't doing this to get a closer look at that guy, but once he sat down in the thankfully empty seat beside him he stopped coming up with excuses. Once he ordered some water he carefully looked over at the guy, only to jump a bit in his seat when he saw that he was already staring at him.

"Are you okay," he asked, in a voice that caused Alec to shiver.

"Um, yeah of course I am," Alec said stuttering a bit, afraid that this guy had saw him staring when he walked in.

"Okay, it's just you looked pretty out of it as you stumbled over here," he said smiling, which made Alec's heart sputter.

"Oh, think I've just had a little too much to drink. My friend insisted on getting me completely pissed, which I think she's accomplished," he said looking over to where he left Maia, who was in the middle of following the guy from before back out onto the dance floor. "Who apparently is not missing me at all," he said smiling and taking a sip of his water.

"Well maybe that means you can stay here and keep me company," the guy said taking a gulp of his drink, something pink and blue. Alec hesitated before answering, he couldn't really think of any reason not to stay, other than the fact that he made him blush.

"Yeah I suppose I could stay here for a bit," he ended up saying. He couldn't help the blush that covered his face when the guy smiled though. He quickly took a gulp of water to try and cool himself down.

"I'm Magnus by the way," he said offering his hand.

"Alec."

"So Alec, what brings you here tonight? I know that this is the most cliché thing to say when you first meet someone, but I does get the conversation going," he said causing Alec to laugh.

"It's true it is, but also a pretty good ice breaker. I'm here with my friend Maia, we're celebrating our last night together since we both go off to school tomorrow."

"Oh where are you going to school?"

"I'm going to Stanford to major in English,"

"That's an impressive school, do you want to be a writer?" Magnus asked taking another sip of his drink. Alec couldn't help but stare at his lips as they curled around the straw.

"Um yeah, I write all the time so I figured why not try to make a career around it," Alec said looking away from Magnus's face.

"Not enough of people go to school for something they actually want to pursue, so I'm glad you're following your dream," he said smiling.

"Are you in school?" Alec asked, Magnus looked to be around his age, but there was an aura around that made him seem older.

"I'm about to start my first year at ICC, the International Culinary Centre, here in New York. Like you, following my passion in the hopes of creating a career," he said.

"Wow that school's intense I hear, maybe in a few years I'll be eating at one of your restaurants," Alec said smiling, and unconsciously moving a bit closer towards him.

"Just like how in a few years I'll be sitting reading one of your bestselling novels," Magnus said finishing his drink and flashing one of his megawatt smiles. Alec couldn't help but stare at him. This close to him he could tell that Magnus's skin was the colour of golden honey, his eyes were a mix of green and gold, and surrounded in a swirl of charcoal glitter, his lips had the faintest of gloss covering them. Alec could feel his heart beat increasing, and he shifted in his seat confused as to why he was feeling this way, and decided to blame it on the alcohol.

"Would you like to dance Alec?" Magnus asked, his voice sounding almost like a purr. Alec couldn't think clearly so all he did was nod, and then he was following Magnus out onto the dance floor.

"I don't really dance all that much, or at all really," Alec said as they stood in front of each other.

"Well then I guess you'll just have to follow my lead," Magnus said moving closer and putting his hands on Alec's waist, pulling him closer towards him. "Don't be scared," he whispered in his ear.

Alec bit his lip to stop a pathetic whimper from escaping his mouth, and awkwardly placed his hand on Magnus's hips. He really had no idea what he was doing, and was thankful when Magnus started to move in time to the music, even though it caused heat to spread through Alec. The way that Magnus moved his body was so fluid and sensual that all thoughts instantly disappeared from Alec, all thoughts but those about Magnus that is. He kept his hands lightly holding onto Magnus's hips, a few inches separated them from touching, and that was slowly driving Alec crazy. He jumped a bit as Magnus moved his arms to rest casually on his shoulders, and then his hands trailed down the back of Alec's neck causing him to shudder and move closer toward him. Effectively closing the remaining space between them. Alec was basically panting by this point, heat swirled through his body, and he knew he must be bright red at this point, but he didn't care. All he could think about was how close Magnus was, and how good his body felt pressed up against his. He moved his hips without thinking, and had to bite back a moan at how good the sensation felt.

He saw Magnus grin, and then felt him roll his hips against his. This time he couldn't hold back the moan that fell through his lips, he was practically shaking with want. All he could think was how badly he wanted to feel Magnus's lips on his. He didn't know what was happening, he had never felt this intense pull towards anyone before, especially not towards a guy. But with the alcohol clouding his mind he didn't care right now that he was grinding up against a guy, and that all he wanted to do was pull his mouth towards his own.

"Alec are you alright?" Magnus whispered looking down at him.

"Yes," Alec answered before doing something totally unlike him. He put his hands around Magnus's neck and brought his face down towards his, catching his mouth in the kiss he had been aching for. Magnus's mouth was warm on his, and tasted like tequila and watermelon lip gloss. Alec relaxed once he felt Magnus's lips move with his, and then he was melting into the kiss. After a few moments of what Alec thought was sheer bliss he felt Magnus's tongue trace the seal of his lips asking for entrance, which Alec eagerly gave. He moaned when Magnus' tongue moved over his own, and grabbed harder onto Magnus's hips to keep from falling over from the sensations coursing through his body. They were still vaguely moving along to the beat of the music surrounding them, but the feel of Magnus's tongue was slowly taking over, and Alec was finding it hard to think. He pressed his lips harder into his, drawing a moan from Magnus, and brought his hands to curl in his hair. Alec felt Magnus move his hands from around his neck to slowly brush down to rest on his ass, Alec's breath hitched in his throat as he felt Magnus give a small squeeze. He ended up thrusting his hips against Magnus', causing them to both groan with need. Alec was getting dizzy from lack of air, he couldn't make sense of the thoughts whirling around his brain, or the feelings that were taking control of him. He has never felt this intense need for someone in all of his nineteen years, and the fact that he was feeling it for Magnus confused him even further. He felt Magnus bite his lower lip, and that almost made him fall apart completely. All he wanted was more Magnus, he wanted to taste every inch of his skin, and make him feel the same things he was feeling. But he didn't know the first thing to do, he wasn't experienced as he was sure Magnus was. The feel of this man's lips on his, and the feel of his body against his own was taking over his senses, and even though he wanted Magnus so badly, the thought of how intense this need was scared him.

He quickly broke apart and took a step back, once again separating their bodies. He missed the warmth at once, but he knew he couldn't continue, he was too scared to find out where it would lead.

"Alec what's wrong?" Magnus asked, his voice husky from kissing.

"I…I have to go, I'm sorry. I don't know what I'm doing, I'm sorry," And before Magnus could say anything Alec took off into the crowd. He needed to find Maia, he had to get out of there. After a few seconds of frantic searching he found her sitting down at their table nursing a glass of water.

"Alec there you are," she said as soon as she saw him.

"We have to go," he said. She took one look at him and knew he was serious, that something had happen. And she didn't ask any questions, she just grabbed her purse and followed him out the door and into the street. All Alec could think about as they found a cab and headed back home was that he hadn't wanted to leave Magnus, and that he could still taste watermelon on his lips.

Oh poor Alec, not knowing what he wants, or at least too scared to let himself want it. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, and I can't wait to post the next one! So far I've written 7 chapters, so I won't be late uploading! Please comment 'cause it will make me super happy :)