There was a slight chill in the air as I walked to Clary's apartment. Today was her 14th birthday and we had planned on spending the day together just as always. It was odd, I was a lot more excited to spending the day with her than I remembered in past years. Maybe it was just cause with each passing year we got a little bit closer. I walked through the revolving doors of her apartment building and smiled thinking of all the times we had competed with each other to see how many times we could go around without puking. I picked up my pace as I headed toward the elevator knowing Clary was only a few floors away and that thought excited me.
I had barely had time to knock before Clary threw the door open. Wow she looked beautiful. Her red curly hair fell loosely around her face which was lit up with a smile and her amazing eyes were sparkling. She had on a simple t-shirt and jeans but she would look amazing in just about anything.
"Happy Birthday Clary", I said pulling her into a tight hug. I loved the feel of her in my arms.
"Thanks Simon", Clary said as she pulled back and smiled at me. I followed her into her apartment hating that her back was to me as we walked. I only wanted to see her gorgeous face. We settled on the couch with popcorn and started our annual Harry Potter marathon.
It was just like every other birthday for her it seemed but something was defiantly different for me. For some reason I couldn't get over the fact that I could feel her body next to me and the heat off her body radiated into my soul. I had the sudden urge to reach for her hand and hold it in mine. The urge to put my arm around her and to hold her close. The urge to kiss her.
Holy cow what was wrong with me? Clary was my best friend why was I thinking of her like this? A thousand questions raced around my head. What was going on with me? Suddenly it hit me. The long nights hanging out with her at the library, all the hours spent together the strange feeling that I had been having in the pit of my stomach for the past several years. I like Clary, I liked Clary a lot. A lot a lot. I almost gasped out loud. How could I have not figured this out before? And what the heck was I supposed to do about it? I was so busy thinking that I didn't notice that Clary was staring at me like I had lost my mine which I was starting to think that I had.
"Hey are you ok?", her green eyes stared into mine searching for her answer.
"Yeah, I'm great. Never better actually" I swallowed the lump in my throat and smiled at the girl I loved.