Jace POV
What was wrong with me! I had been with many girls before and I had been with Clary for a long time. I knew she loved me so why was I so nervous. I reached into my jacket pocket and brought out the velvet ring box. It was dark purple and soft to the touch. I opened it and stared at the gold ring. A shiny green diamond twinkled at me. It was the colour of her soft eyes. "Jace? Jace," called a voice. It was sweet and special. Clary. I quickly shoved the box into my pocket. "Jace, are you ok? You're going to miss the party!" said Clary in a happy voice. It was one of those little things about her that made her special. She wore a white lace dress that made her hair redder and made her look like an angel.
"Party or not, I'll still be one year older," I smiled trying to hide my nervousness.
"I know but we decided to have a party so come on," she motioned. I let her drag me to the party room. Everyone was chatting and laughing. Simon and Isabelle stood in a corner talking and Magnus and Alec, well, I didn't even want to know.
"Hey birthday boy! You at you all grown up!" squealed Isabelle as she stood beside us.
"Izzy, how much have you drank?" asked Clary with a bit of concern.
"Not much, just two cups," said Izzy slurry a little.
"I know for a fact it's not orange juice," I said. Simon staggered up to us. He looked different with marks etched onto his skin.
"Hey guys, this is an awesome party. Is that cake?" he said in a fast pace.
"Simon, how much did you drink?" I asked innocently. Simon looked at Izzy and they laughed in a overly content way.
"Two cups," he smiled.
"Yep definitely not orange juice," I whispered into Clary's ear. Clary rolled her eyes and to get me a drink. I kept on thinking of the ring in my pocket. Why was this one question so difficult? It was a good idea I had no doubts about at the time but then all these worries and fears came to mind. What if she said no? What if she wasn't ready? What if she thought I was moving too fast? "Here," Clary said as she handed me a drink. Now or never. "Clary, I need to ask you a question," I said with as much calm as I could.
"What is it?" she asked with pure curiosity. The worries and anxiety came rushing through my head again. Suck it in. She loves you and you love her. You're a Herondale! Man up! Went the voice in my head. "Clary will you-"I started before Alec came rushing in looking dazed and shocked. His face was red and the first three buttons of his sweater were undone.
"Jace, Clary come now!" he said in a stern shaky voice.
"What's wrong," I asked
"We found something or rather someone."
AN: Hope you like so far. I will update as soon as possible and please don't forget to comment ;)