Hey Guys, here is the second installment of holidays in Jace Herondale's point of view. Enjoy!
Jace POV
Jace didn't know how he was going to survive. Four weeks without Clary, the love of his life, was going to be torture. 28 days apart, no number of calls or video chats could make up for the fact that he would not kiss her for a whole month – he wouldn't get to see her on Christmas either.
He was preparing himself to go home to the institute and drown himself in horror movies and books that he knew she loved when a tall, raven-haired boy came up to him.
"Hey mate," said the boy and Jace detected a British accent, "My name's Harry, Harry Potter. I'm Ginny's boyfriend, you know? The other red-head?" Jace remained silent, staring at Harry. The other boy seemed to take his silence as a yes and so he went on talking, "So the other boys and I were talking," Harry gestured to the boys behind him, "And we think that it would be a good idea to surprise the girls on Christmas eve, approximately two weeks into their trip. You in?"
Jace nodded and gave Harry his number to text him the details of their flights. Simon and Harry were hitting it off, they chatted about Dungeons and Dragons, something that Clary and Simon often talked about together. Only Harry seemed to be talking about them as if they were real things, Clary had told Jace that her British friends were wizards and witches so Jace thought that maybe in Britain, there really were Dungeons and Dragons.
He tapped Simon on the shoulder, a signal that it was time for them to go and they climbed into Simon's van. They rode in a comfortable silence that would have been awkward for people who were not good friends like Simon and Jace.
Though Jace would never admit it, he quite enjoyed Simon's company and witty remarks, sometimes Clary and Isabelle had to separate them because their arguments got so heated. Alec had been so busy with his warlock child, Max, that he had not had much time for Jace lately and he had taken refuge with Simon, Isabelle and Clary.
Jace's phone buzzed, making both boys jump.
Clary: Hey Jacey, plane is just about to take off. I'll call you as soon as we land. Missing you already, love you xxxxxx
He typed a quick reply, despite already knowing that she wouldn't receive it until she turned her phone back on when they landed in Australia. With a sigh he relaxed back into the sleep listening to Simon's old band, The Mortal Instruments, on the radio. They really are getting better as time goes on, thought Jace.
"It's only been a few hours and I already miss you so much," said Jace, holding the phone to his ear while polishing a set of Seraph Blades.
"I know, me too. What time is it in New York?"
"Four in the afternoon, what is it in Melbourne?"
"Seven in the morning. How are we going to find a time that suits us both, I am not getting up at seven AM every morning."
Jace began to supress his smile, then stopped, realising that nobody would be able to see him and let the grin take over his face. That was his Clary, always stubborn, practical and straight to the point.
"I would stay up until three o'clock in the morning for you, Clarissa my darling."
"Clarissa my darling? Where did that come from?"
"Just trying it out, is that a no?"
"It's a no alright. Ugh sorry Jacey, I've got to go. Time to go adventuring in the great down under, most likely to the nearest mall."
He laughed, "I love you."
"Love you too Jacey. Bye."
She hung up and he smiled at her calling him Jacey, it was a name that she had started calling him a few years ago but only when they were alone. She had told him that she wouldn't want a nickname to ruin his tough, brooding reputation.
Continuing his with Seraph Blades, Jace plugged in his earphones, blasting Green Day because it was a band that Clary liked and spent the entire afternoon day dreaming about surprising her in Australia and how long he would kiss her for.
Hope you enjoyed, comment down below what I can improve on and leave constructive criticisms only please. Stay tuned for the next installment of Holidays. xx