Okay. So, this is my first Malec story so sorry if they're a little out of character but I just love these two =3

Alec Pov

I walked down the hallway of Idris. The collage I go to with my adopted brother and my sister. My messenger bag is slung over my shoulder. I just hoped I had everything I needed with me. It was a bit of a rush this morning trying to get out of the house since it was the first day back at collage after the summer holidays.

I hadn't got much sleep since I was tossing and turning, nervous over how today would go. I really did not want to mess up. At all. And – knowing me, I probably will.

Someone slapped me on the back and I looked to see who it was.

The blonde, handsome guy with perfect white teeth grinned at me.

"Hey there bro," Jace said, draping his arm around my shoulders. I shrugged him off.

"Oh, hey Jace," I replied.

Jace is my adoptive brother. His parents died in a car crash when he was young and since his parents were friends with mine, they took him in.

Oh. And he's also the guy I've had a crush on since I was 11.

I suppose I should also mention I'm gay.

Though I don't like to admit it. And know one knows...Thank God.

I would be the laughing stock of the school if word got around that I played for the other 'team' if you know what I mean.

Sad thing is, I know Jace only sees me as a brother and a best friend. That's probably all I'll be to him since he's as straight as a ruler.

Besides, why would a handsome, popular sexy guy like him ever want to be with a quiet shy little boy like me?

It's only a fantasy of mine for him to admit to me he cares for me and wants to be with me. Telling me he loves me and we live happily ever after.

Yeah...So not going to happen.

I can deal with it though. Not being with him I mean. I don't like seeing him date girls. Usually a different one each week. He is a player. I know that. But I can still dream.

He has a girlfriend anyway. Her names Clary and she's lasted longer then any other girl he's ever dated. I wonder if he actually feels anything for her.

A stab of jealously runs through me but I push it aside.

I know I can't have him. It would be a miracle if I could.

I'm brought out of my thoughts as someone flicks my forehead.

"Hello? Anyone in?" Jace asks, flicking me again. I slap his hand away.

"Yes there is. And they would prefer it if you didn't keep bugging them," I told him. He just threw his head back and laughed.

Such a sweet sound...

"Ah Alec. You amuse me yet again," he said chuckling.

"There you are!" shouts a female voice.

I turn and see my sister, shoving her way through the crowd of students.

"I've been looking for you guys for hours!" she said, over exaggerating as usual.

"Izzy. It's only been half an hour since you last saw either of us," I point out.

She pouts, jutting out her lower lip which has been covered in gloss.

"Don't be so pedantic," she says.

"What does that mean?" asks Jace,

I roll my eyes. He can be so dumb sometimes.

"It means she's telling me not to point out every little detail," I explain.

He slowly nods his head.

"Right," he says before glancing over my shoulder.

A wide grin spreads across his face and I turn my head to look at what he's staring at.

Of course it would be Clary.

"Excuse me my friends but I do believe my unbelievably sexy girlfriend is over there. I must be off," he said and without another word he goes over to Clary, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her.
I quickly turn away. Not wanting to see any of that. I walk over to my locker and Izzy follows.

"So. Having a exciting day so far?" she asks. I look at her.

"Are you really asking me that?"

She shrugs. "Yep!"

I frown and open my locker, shrugging as I did so.

"I suppose. Could be better though," I tell her.

She nods, acting like she's listening when her eyes were somewhere else. I already knew who.

"You can go," I said and her eyes dart to me. She gives me a big hug before scuttling off.

I sigh and grab the rest of my books, stuffing them in my bag.

I knew which class I had. I was only given my schedule this morning but I've already memorized it. I have English Literature next...Yay...

Walking through the crowded hallways I walk past reception. With a quick glance through the glass doors I stop walking, my attention fixed on the guy with his back to me, talking to the reception lady.

My eyes are glued to him and if sensing my gaze, he turns, and my eyes widen.

His green eyes locked on my blue eyes and I couldn't look away. His hair is spiked up and looks as though he's covered himself in glitter.

I wasn't a fan of glitter..but boy did it look good on him.

My eyes slowly scan every little detail of him. He was wearing a bright green vest top which hugged his body and a leather jacket with spikes on the shoulders. My eyes went lower, taking in his skinny jeans which looked like they were painted on. I couldn't stop myself from looking between his legs and my eyes widened.

Damn...

My eyes quickly snapped back to his face and he was grinning, knowing that I had just checked him out. I swallowed visibly and wiped my sweaty palms on my jeans. His eyes gleamed, as if he knew every one of my secrets. I blushed but couldn't force myself to look away. Slowly, his eyes trailed down my body. I saw his eyes stop between my legs and I felt more nervous then I had ever been. I looked away, anywhere but at him.

A bell shrilled, signalling it was time for lessons to start, which snapped me out of the trance the guy seemed to have put my in. As I'm about to head to class, the glass door opens and the guy who I was checking out grinned at me. He headed towards me and I wanted to bolt, but my feet seemed to have been glued to the floor. He was holding a sheet of paper, which I knew was his schedule.

"Hey. I'm Magnus. Magnus Bane," he told me, holding out his hand for me to take. My legs turned to jelly. His voice was so hypnotizing and sexy...

I couldn't shake his hand, my hand was all sweaty and he would be able to tell I was nervous. Not a good first impression.

"Um..Hi. I'm Alec. Alec Lightwood," I mumbled.

"Is that short for anything?" he asked, slowly dropping his hand back to his side.

"Yeah..." I trailed off and snuck a glance at him. Now that he was closer, I could easily see the flecks of yellow in his green eyes.

He said nothing, obviously waiting for me to finish.

"Alexander," I said quietly.

He grinned. "Nice to meet you Alexander. I couldn't help but notice how you were checking me out not five minutes ago," he said chuckling.

My cheeks were burning and I hung my head, not wanting him to see. My name coming from his lips sent tingles to my...lower regions.

"I uh..Um...I well..I mean..Uh..." I stuttered, having no clue what I was trying to say. He just made me so nervous.

He chuckled. "Don't worry. I'm used to being checked out," he told me and leaned towards me, his breath tickled my ear. "And I love it. Especially when the someone who is checking me out has dark hair and amazing blue eyes," he whispered.

I froze up. Me. He meant me.

As he pulled back I looked up into his eyes.

It was love at first sight.