Time for part two of this two-shot! With this story, I'm doing a pretty good job of updating, if I do say so myself. *pats self on back* The feedback I have been getting for this story is off the charts! Thank you guys so much for the reviews, favorites, and follows! It means so much to me that you guys like this story!

Clary looked at herself nervously in the mirror. For Isabelle and Jace's performance, she had decided to wear a white and green varsity jacket over a grey t-shirt and skinny jeans. She smiled at her reflection, thinking of the conversation she had with Jace few weeks ago in the alley.

"'Twisted Dreams'? 'Made Of Sass And Gold'? 'Have A Little Faith'?" Jace asked.

Clary shook her head. "Sorry, I've never heard of any of your songs. But for what it's worth, they seem pretty good."

Jace laughed. "Here, let's swap phones real quick." He said, taking his phone out of his back pocket.

Clary raised her eyebrows. "Why?"

Seeing her confused face, he laughed again. "So I can give you my number so I can text you the songs. You have to listen to them by the time come to you me and Isabelle's next concert."

Clary crossed her arms. "Who said I was coming?"

By the end of the night, Jace had convinced her to come.

Clary picked up her phone from where it was on her bed and scrolled through the texts that she and Jace had sent to each other. Most of his texts to her were copies of his songs and texts that urged her to listen to them, while most of her texts to him where about how she couldn't tell the difference between his songs and normal pop songs.

"It's alternative electro-pop." He had explained to her when he had called her after she sent a text to him explaining the similarities between the two genres.

"Yeah, whatever. It still sounds exactly like mainstream pop." Clary said, rolling her eyes. She heard him chuckle.

"You're still coming to Saturday night's performance, right?" he asked.

Clary smiled, even through Jace couldn't see her. "Of course I am. Someone has to explain to those innocent girls that your music is just like every other pop song."

The redhead looked at herself in the mirror one more time before grabbing her keys and heading out for the performance.

STILL CAN'T FIGURE OUT LINE BREAKS

"Oh my god Jace, stop figeting." Isabelle said as she leaned closer to the mirror in the dressing room and applied a thick layer of red lipstick to her lips.

"Sorry Isabelle." Jace said, running his hand through his hair, upsetting his stylist. "I just can't wait to get out there and see Clary, we've been texting since January-"

Isabelle's eyes widened. "You've been texting her?"

"Yeah I've called her once or twice too-"

Isabelle's eyes widened even more. "You've called her? Jace, what in the world?"

Jace averted his eyes and and mumbled something.

Isabelle cupped her hand around her ear and leaned closer to Jace, ignoring her stylist's cry of annoyance. "What was that? I didn't quite get it."

Jace glared at Isabelle before giving in. "I like her. More than I like a friend."

"Oooooooooh, Jace 'like likes' Clary!" Isabelle said in a sing-song voice.

Jace rolled his eyes. "What is this, middle school? Isabelle-" he was cut off when his phone began to vibrate, Clary's contact showing up on the screen. He quickly snatched the phone and found a corner in the dressing room where his conversation wouldn't be heard.

"Hey." He said, a smile spreading across his face against his will.

"Hey." She replied. "I'm in the stadium now. These tickets you guys gave me are unbelievable. I can literally touch the stage! Oh, and that Simon guy from New Years is here! He's really funny!"

"What section are you sitting in?" he asked, ignoring Isabelle's kissy faces.

"Uh, I think section B. No wait! It's A. Definitely A." she replied. "Why?"

Jace ignored her question. "I'll be there in two minutes." He hung up and grabbed the black jacket lying on the back of the stool he was previously sitting in.

"Where are you going?" Isabelle asked as she applied another layer of lipstick.

"Nowhere!" Jace replied as he burst out of the room and down the hallway.

JUST A LINE BREAK NO WORRIES

Clary was talking to Simon when she felt someone tap on her on her shoulder. She turned around to be face to face with Jace.

"Ja-" she began to say but Jace silenced her by slapping his hand over her mouth and putting a finger to his lips as to say "shut up."

Clary nodded in understanding before removing Jace's hand from her mouth. She could see why Jace wanted to be discreet, there were fans everywhere.

Just as Clary was about to ask why he was there, she saw Simon walk up next to her. Sensing that he was about to greet Jace in a rather loud manner, she reached out to grab his arm and warn him not to, but it was too late.

"Hey Jace! Thanks so much for the tickets!" Simon all but whispered.

Clary watched as realization donned on the faces of fans in the vicinity that pop star Jace Herondale was amongst them.

"Jace!" squealed a nearby girl with blonde pigtails and a giant poster with the words "I love you Jace! Love, Maureen" on it.

Another girl grabbed her friend by the arm and pointed at Jace. "I told you he was hotter in person."

Soon the stadium was filled with whispers and exclamations of glee from the fans. Knowing that they would soon rush to him and demand his attention, Jace grabbed Clary's hand and began to run.

DON'T MIND ME I'M A LINE BREAK

Jace led Clary backstage and down the hallways like the back of his hand – this wasn't the first time performing in Madison Square Garden, he had been performing there since he was 16 years old.

They ran down a narrow hallway with Jace's fans only a few meters behind them before the duo took a sharp left turn. They paused for a moment as Jace jiggled the handle of a janitor's closet that Jace used to hide in to freak out Alec.

After a few moments, Jace huffed in annoyance and kicked the door open, ushering Clary inside and slammed the door closed behind them.

In his rush to escape, Jace failed to remember how incredibly small the closet was, so Clary ended up pressed up against Jace like a flower in a book.

After a few moments, Clary looked up at Jace. "Do you think we're good?"

Jace gazed down at Clary, and shook his head.

Clary simply sighed and smiled. "So much for being discreet."

Yay! Part 2 is done! I've decided that this will be a multi chapter story because there is so much I plan on doing with these characters! I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter!

See you later my stars!

-cw