I've got a couple of new stories that I'm starting! They're not going to be added to my normal updating list yet, because they're not going to be updated regularly just yet. I wanted to get your feedback, see what you all thought, and of course—I'm still working on my current stories! The title for this song is from the song by Halsey called Roman Holiday.
So, I hope you guys enjoy this new story!
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters.
The club was filled, a typical Saturday night, sweaty, drunk people twined together in a group in the middle of the dance floor and strobe lights spinning around the room, the fluorescent glow of green and pink puddles. The DJ was keeping the crowd screaming and jumping, and even the people who weren't in the centre of the dance floor were all bouncing to the sound of the music as they stood on the side-lines or ordered drinks at the bars.
"What about that one?" Jace Wayland nodded across the crowded club to where a petite brunette was standing with her friends at a high table. She had been shooting looks over at a table full of guys next to them, but didn't appear exceptionally interested in them. "She clearly wants to hook up tonight, but she doesn't look interested in the douche bags next to her. Give her something different," he smirked across at his friend over the rim of his beer bottle.
"But she's surrounded by her herd," Jordan Kyle stuck out his lower lip in a pout. "We need to get her away from them.
"And that is why we have our wing woman," Jace grinned, slinging an arm around Clarissa Fray's shoulders. Clary crinkled up her nose and poked out her tongue. "C'mon, Clare. This man has not been laid in two weeks—take pity on him!" Clary looked over at Jordan, who blinked up at her with big, puppy dog eyes and was just looking generally pathetic. Jace laughed, taking another drink from his beer. Clary let out a huff and threw back the butterscotch shot they had just ordered a round of, rolling her shoulders and rubbing her lips together to even out her dark coloured lipstick. She huffed out a breath through her nose and narrowed her eyes. "Look at her—getting her game face on," Jace teased lightly with a grin, poking her in the side lightly.
"Shut up," Clary rolled her eyes. "Or else I'll leave you fuckers to fend for yourself." She winked at them before turning on her heel to face the group of girls.
"Go get 'em, girl," Jace laughed, slapping her on the ass as she walked away, a slight swing her hips as she went. Clary joined the group of girls at their table, and a moment later she was laughing and talking to them. "She's a natural."
"Doesn't it worry you how much we need her?" Jordan asked, tilting his head to the side as he watched the redhead work. "I mean, guys have been getting laid for years without a wing woman, and here we are, relying full on a chick."
"Not just any chick," Jace corrected. "Our chick. And dude—I've seen you attempt to function without Clare. It's not pretty."
"What are you on about?" Jordan looked indignant as he finished his drink. "I got with that waitress when we went on that bachelor weekend." Jace tilted his head to the side, squinting slightly as he remembered back to the night several months ago.
"I'm actually pretty certain that was out of pity," Jace said. "And she was a six at best, with the worst laugh in the world. No where near as attractive in any way, shape or form as a girl that you could pull with Clare." Jordan looked as though he was about to argue but then Jace continued with a snort. "And I'm not just talking about with girls. I'm talking about wth life in general. Whenever we're having a shit day, it's her and Izzy that are coming over and bringing us beer and weed and Maccas." Jordan scoffed but Jace continued, grinning. "They were the ones that organized the party bus for your twenty-first and Clare was the one who found out that girl you were dating was a stripper and just after your money."
"To be honest, I could have done without finding out about Leeah for a little bit longer," Jordan grinned, remembering back fondly to the girl from about six months ago. "That girl could suck cock like a—"
"Jordan," came a sharp voice from behind him and he cut off his sentence, spinning around on his heel and facing Clary and the curvy, curly haired brunette he had been eyeing. Clary narrowed her eyes warningly at him for a moment before smiling brightly at the girl next to her, a complete transformation of the look her eyes were giving off, something only Jace and Jordan would be able to read. "Jordan, this is Maia Roberts. She's just started an internship at the Idris News. Maia," she waved a hand to her friend. "This is Jordan, one of my best friends."
"Hey," Maia grinned up at Jordan and stuck out her hand. Jordan, ever the smooth one, reached out and took Maia's hand turning it over at kissing the back. Maia looked over at Clary with raised eyebrows and the redhead tried to smother her snort of amusement. Jordan and Maia walked off toward the bar, Jordan shooting a 'thank you' smile over his shoulder before turning all of his attention back to the woman at his side. Clary and Jace watched them for a moment before shaking their heads and exchanging glances.
"That boy would be lost without you," Jace commented with a grin.
"Oh, don't lie," Clary smirked. "You would both be fucking lost without me." She thought about it for a second and then tilted her head to the side. "Actually, scratch that—your whole bloody household would be lost without me!"
"And me!" Came a cheerful voice from behind them before an arm was being thrown around Clary's shoulder and Isabelle Lightwood was standing with them, a grin on her face. "Don't forgot about me!"
"I'm pretty sure you would never let anyone ever forget about you," Jace shot at her and she pursed her lips in the motion of blowing a kiss over at him before bumping her hip against Clary's.
"C'mon, girl, let's dance!" She said, grabbing her friends hands and dragging her toward the dance floor. Clary shot one last grin at Jace before letting the dark haired girl drag her toward the throngs of people who were all gyrating and moving against each other. Jace followed the pair of them with his eyes, watching as Clary lifted her hands above her head and started jumping to the music, shouting out the lyrics.
"Dude! I was wondering where you were!" Simon Lewis appeared beside Jace, looking enthusiastically out of place, as per usual. His glasses were a little crooked and his hair was all mussed up, sticking in all directions.
"You're kind of a mess there, Lewis," Jace smirked at him and purposefully ruffled the younger boys hair, making it even worse. Simon rolled his eyes and smacked his hand away, dodging away from him. "Where are Alec and Magnus at?"
"I don't know," Simon looked over his shoulder, back in the direction that he had come from. "Magnus was hitting on some dude with a weird looking hair cut, and Alec was looking all mopey about it." Jace rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Are we heading back to Kaelie's? They've got a couple of sober drivers who are heading out soon."
"Oh yeah," Jace nodded. "I'll text her, find out when she's leaving." He pulled out his phone and sent off a message to Kaelie Whitewillow, and then looked back up at Simon. "Are you bringing anyone back? A girl, maybe?" He nudged Simon pointedly, but Simon just rolled his eyes and huffed.
It had always been pretty clear that there was only two girls in Simon's life—Clary and Izzy. His best friend, and the love of his life.
The problem with being in love with Isabelle was that she was completely and blissfully unaware of it all, and she was happily breaking the hearts of most of the men in their neighbourhood and their bordering towns. She was one of the most observant people around, but she didn't see that the kid she had grown up with and known pretty much all of her life was head over heels in love with her.
A text from Kaelie came back quickly and Jace nodded.
"Sweet, she's heading out now, we should go out and meet them so we can get a ride," Jace told Simon. "Yo, Jord!" He shouted loudly, to be heard over the music, and Jordan still didn't seem to hear him, so Jace turned back to Simon. "Go get the girls and get them out front, I'll get Jordan and his new chick." Simon nodded and stumbled toward the dance floor, the alcohol clearly impairing his walking skills. "Hey, man," Jace clapped his hands down on Jordan's shoulders, earning a glare from his friend who was trying very hard to make a good impression on Maia. "We're all heading back to Kaelie's place, more drinks and shit." Jordan glanced over at Maia with a hopeful look.
"Did you want to come with us?" He asked. Maia looked a little uncertain, but then looked over Jace's shoulder to where Clary and Isabelle were joining them again with Simon and she called out,
"Are you going to this after party thing?"
"Sure am," Clary replied with a grin. "You should come—we'll take care of you, promise," she reached past the two boys and gripped Maia's wrist, the curly haired girl looking a lot more at ease now that she knew it wasn't just going to be the boys going back to this party. She let Clary drag her away from the boys and toward the front of the club. Jace smirked as he looked back at Jordan.
"And this is why we need her," Jace reminded him, and Jordan laughed and rolled his eyes, throwing his arm around Jace and the pair of them heading out of the club. He wondered idly if Alec Lightwood or Magnus Bane would be coming back to Kaelie's as well, but they were big boys, they could take care of themselves. Anyway, if what Simon said before was true, Magnus was probably already making a move on someone, which meant that Alec was going to be sulking for the rest of the night, and just a general pain to be around.
The pair of them were terrible, it was as though they were incapable of going out together and both of them actually having a good time. Especially if there was another girl or guy thrown in the mix.
It made them close to impossible to live with.
It was lucky that Simon, Jordan and Jace loved them as though they were their brothers.
Kaelie and the house that she shared with two of her friends, the three of them making up a trio of bimbo's, was only about ten minutes away from the middle of the town where the club was, and by the time they got there, music was already turned up loud and they were pulling out bottles of alcohol from the cupboard. Maia seemed a lot more comfortable, much to Jordan's relief, and there were a couple of people at the house that she seemed to know.
It was almost two o'clock by the time Jace found himself a spot in the lounge, and was surprised to see Alec stumbling over to him, his eyes bloodshot from the weed that they had been smoking sporadically through the night.
"Didn't think you were going to make it," Jace smirked at him as he shifted over on the couch so that the handsome, dark haired man could fall down on the couch next to him. "You done making googley eyes at Bane?"
"Fuck up," Alec grunted, crossing his arms over his chest. Jace was about to say something when Kaelie, their very drunk host, came bumbling over, letting out a giggle as she collapsed on Jace's lap and threw an arm around his neck to hold herself in place. She started talking about something that had happened earlier in the week, but Jace wasn't particularly interested. Kaelie didn't really have any substance to her, but she was hot, and she was a good fuck. Plus she was living off mummy and daddy's money and was always throwing parties with booze and drugs, and happy to share them around, so she was a good one to keep around.
About half an hour later, Alec was passed out on the couch next to the pair of them, and Kaelie had stopped trying to talk, mouthing at Jace's neck and trying to get his attention. He rubbed his thumb lazily against her back for a few minutes, mainly ignoring her, before Jordan called out that he and Maia were going for a walk. The boys house was only a couple of blocks away, they would be safe getting back there. Jace pushed Kaelie off his lap and went over to say goodbye to his friend before going into the kitchen. He was feeling light headed and woozy, and he found a glass in one of the cupboards, filling in with water and throwing it back, waiting for it to settle in his stomach. As he was about to go back into the lounge, mainly to make sure Alec was still breathing rather than to re-join Kaelie, he caught a glimpse of a red head disappearing upstairs. Jace watched after her as she skipped into the bathroom and shut the door behind her, and then glanced back into the lounge.
Alec was still unconscious and Kaelie had moved onto her next victim, who looked more than happy to give her the attention that Jace had been depriving her of. Jace turned and headed up the stairs, knocking twice on the door.
"Someone's in here," Clary called out. Jace knocked again and he heard her let out an annoyed. "Fucking hell—someone's in here—didn't you hear me?!" Jace rolled his eyes and pushed open the door. Clary was leaning over the bathroom sink, attempting to clean up the make up around her eyes that had started to smudge. Clary's face changed when she saw that it was Jace standing there, pulling the door shut behind him, eyebrows lifting.
"Hey," he greeted her in a low voice.
"Get tired of the skank downstairs?" Clary smirked at him, before he was flicking the lock on the door and closing the distance between them, grabbing her thighs easily so that her legs were wrapped around his waist and smashing his lips down on hers.
I wanted to take a moment to rave about a couple of things I've watched on Netflix. Obviously, there's Jessica Jones. Okay, I know, I know, I'm a total Marvel freak, but it's amazing! I've had a few friends who aren't into Marvel at all who watched and they were in love. The second is a documentary, Hot Girls Wanted. It's kinda...Sad and shit, but it's really good. About girls who get into amateur porn and don't really know what they're getting themselves into. And then Sense8. Ohmygod. Sense8. It is absolutely incredible. I wasn't into it at first, but I stuck with it, and we binged on the whole season in the weekend. It was unlike anything else I've watched, and I definitely recommend.
Oh shit! AND I SAW Captain America: CIVIL WAR LAST WEEKEND! Holy shit. Just as good as I had hoped. Couple of things I was a little iffy on but *sighs dreamily* it was very good. Sebastian Stan and Chris Evans and Jeremy Renner all in one movie makes me very happy :) So if anyone is a Marvel fan and wants to fangirl, don't hold back! Especially if you want to fangirl about Stucky or Sebastian Stan talking in Russian or Wanda, who I absolutely fell in love with in this movie.
But especially Sebastian talking in Russian, that was like a spiritual experience.
Let me know what you think, reviews make me super happy, plus it's my birthday! And let me know if you want a preview xx