Hey I decided to write a fanfic for Izzy and Simon. My last one was just about Izzy but this time I'll make sure it's Simon and Iz. Hope you like it. This story was inspired by The Story of Us by Taylor Swift.
Update: HEY GUYS I UPDATED THIS STORY BECAUSE I THOUGHT THERE WERE TOO MANY THINGS THAT DISPLEASED ME. Enjoy :)
Simon:
Clary and Simon go to Veselka for breakfast. They haven't had time to hang out so Clary called Simon early in the morning and bugged him until he finally agreed. Simon and Clary picked a booth in the corner with less light. Though Simon is a Daylighter now, he feels weird about being out in the sun. "What are you getting?" Clary asks even though she knows he's getting coffee.
"Coffee," he yawns. "Make that two." She laughs as he rubs his eyes and stretches his arms over his head. Just then Isabelle Lightwood walks in with Jace. Simon's eyes widen. His mind goes back to when they last saw each other. They were at the Statue of Liberty celebrating their anniversary. She broke it off after that day. He never knew why she did what she did. Sometimes he wished he knew. Sometimes he wished he asked. Clary caught him staring across the room at Isabelle.
"Simon," she shook him. He blinked, looking up at her –annoyed.
"What?" she looked from Isabelle to him. "You still love her, don't you?" she asked, just as Simon's coffees came with Clary's pancakes and French toast.
Simon sighed, dropping his head on the table. "That obvious?" He mumbled. This is torture, he thought. She nodded even though he can't see her. "Why don't you go talk to her?" Simon lifted his head from the table, shaking it. "I can't," He took a long sip from his first coffee.
"Sure you can!" Clary was about to get up and walk over to them when Simon yanked her back down. "Ow!" she rubbed her wrist. This must be that serious if he starts yanking me, she thought. He shook his head, burying his face in his hands. If only he could say what he wished he said . What he wanted to say, then Clary wouldn't be this annoying right now.
Isabelle:
"Why are we here, Jace?" Isabelle asked. Usually, they had their breakfast in the Institute. She had just finished making Jace's breakfast when Jace told her to dump it in the trash because they were going out for breakfast. At first, she was mad about it, but then again with Jace's appetite she'll be cooking all day. Jace had brought them to Veselka –the place where she and Simon used to go to. She remembered the first time they went here. It was their first official date as a "couple". Those days were fun, she thought, smiling a little at the memory.
As Jace and she took a sit in a booth, she saw him. Simon Lewis, right across from them...with Clary. "I don't want to eat here," She got up and was about to leave when Jace blocks her path. "Oh no, I'm hungry and this is brother sister bonding time," She scowls at him. "Since when did you care about that?" He waved off her question.She gave up on leaving, and tried as hard as she could not to look at Simon. Hopefully he didn't notice them at all.
Simon:
"So why did you guys break up in the first place?" Clary asked curiously. Simon shook his head. I wish I knew, he thought. His eye drifted back to Isabelle. When he looked at her, it was like they were the only two there. She was so goddamn beautiful, he thought. Her with that long black hair and those eyes that twinkle whenever she saw him. He wasn't so sure they twinkled the way they did before. He sighed. I miss her so much. He tried being friends with her. But according to her, they truly won't be friends, and it'll just be awkward.
Right now, he'd rather have that instead of this. She didn't look at him. He wanted her to. "You're doing it again." Clary pointed out. Simon thought for a second. Why were they here coincidentally the same day and morning as Clary and him? Maybe this was a set up, he thought. He should be mad, but he wasn't. He was actually kind of glad. "Hey, do you mind if we go up to them?" He shook his head, standing up. Clary led him to Jace and Isabelle's table.
Isabelle:
"Why are we here, Jace?" Isabelle demanded. It wasn't like Jace to pull a stunt like this. Maybe I'm just being paranoid, she thought. Maybe it was Clary? Yeah, I could see her do something like this. She took a quick glance at Simon. His head was down on the table while Clary shook him. She laughed a little. "You still like him, don't you?" Jace asked with a mocking look on his face.
"So," Isabelle muttered, leaning back against the chair, crossing her arms. Jace arched his brow. "Then why did you dump him?" She didn't answer him of course. Those kinds of things were too personal. She didn't want to, but she felt like she had to. She was falling too much in love. Her head spun with every kiss, her hands shake when he held it. She couldn't think of anyone but him. It was torture! Alec said to make a wise decision and she did –or at least she thought. When she finally got the courage to break it off, her heart broke into a million pieces. She knew his did too. He had told her so many times how much he loved her and how it was the best feeling he had ever felt. She felt the same way of course, but she never had the courage to speak up. It killed her back then. Now it killed her twice as much. "Why did I ever do that?" she thought out loud.
"Do what?" Jace asked. She had forgotten he was still there. That always happened when she thought of Simon. "I got to go," She said lamely, getting up and heading towards the door.
Simon: .
"Clary, they're getting up!" Simon whispered to Clary, alarmed. She patted his hand gently, reassuring him it was fine. They sped up before Isabelle had a chance to get away. This was a bad idea! Simon thought. "Jace!" Clary called them. Jace and Isabelle turned around. She was at the exit. She and Simon locked eyes. If his heart were beating, it would have popped from how fast it beat. His breath went shallow. The light and how it made her eyes sparkle brighter than the stars made him dizzy. She smiled and waved. He waved back, a grin playing on his lips. "I'll see you later, Clary." He rushed to her. It was silent for a moment. He had thought of what to say to her a bunch of times: I love you, I never stopped, I wish you and I never had a fall out, I wouldn't fight anymore if you won't. But nothing came out! She shrugged before leaving the cafe. He watched her go, leaving yet another big heart ache.