He was Magnus' though. How could she tell him she wanted him? For all she knew, it could be a one-off thing. An experiment. Maybe it was, but for now she would enjoy it.

Kissing Clary was amazing. God she was beautiful, radiant. How had he not noticed before? His hands went to her back. This was totally different to Magnus. Clary Fray. What an amazing girl. His teeth

grazed her lips and she groaned.

"Alec" she sighed. He let go of her and stared at her like he'd never seen her before.

"Clary" he said softly. She looked up at him.

Tears were filling her eyes.

"Clary" he said again. God, why was he so awkward? She smiled, a small smile. Her eyes sparkled and he wondered where he'd been his whole life. Where had Clary been for that matter?

Clary lay on her bed. This day had turned out to be a disaster. Alec Lightwood? She had been waiting for Jace, but had ended up kissing Alec. He was gay though, she knew that. He was probably

disgusted with himself for kissing her. She was still amazed.

How had it happened? They had been arguing and then.. She closed her eyes to the memory of his lips brushing hers. If Magnus found out, it would be her fault.. Or Alec's? She didn't know. She found

herself thinking about him. His eyes, once she'd found them hostile and cruel. But now, they were as a beautiful as the colour of the sky. Clary stared at the ceiling as Magnus came in. Alec was at his

side. She sat up, a deep flush creeping across her cheeks.

"Jace is here Clary" Magnus said gently. Alec ignored her, his expression cold. Clary felt hurt. After last night she thought he'd set their differences aside. I guess I was wrong she thought bitterly. She

left the room, giving Alec the cold shoulder. He deserved it she decided.

There he was. Jace. He smiled.

"Jace" she said smiling. She stood up on her tip toes to kiss him.

Alec came into the room with Magnus. He glared at Jace and Clary, and stalked away leaving an awkward Magnus behind.

Jace's lips brushed her neck and she felt so confused. She'd fallen for Jace… now his best friend? No. What had happened between her and Alec was history and she hoped it wouldn't happen again.

Or did she? Ughh why couldn't she make up her mind? Jace kissed her once more, and he went to Isabelle to talk. She slipped quietly out of the room.

She bumped into Alec in the corridor. She jerked away from him. He grasped her shoulders firmly.

"Clary" he said angrily, his mouth thin.

She pulled away, her eyes filling with tears.

"Clary look at me!" he said tilting her face up, placing his hands on her shoulders again.

"What Alec? Have you come to talk to me? Maybe kiss me? Then are you going to walk away, and pretend nothing happened? Pretend that you still hate me?" she said bitterly.

His face darkened.

"I don't hate you Clary" he said gently.

She pulled away again. He grabbed her face again and his lips brushed hers.

"If I hated you Clary, would I do that? Would I-?"

He broke off as his lips brushed hers again. She responded helplessly. She couldn't help it, she was attracted to him.

Alec Lightwood she sighed to herself.

Then she let him kiss her.

Alec kissed her again. He couldn't stop himself.

She was so small, fragile, he felt as if he had to protect her. She pulled away from him, touching a finger to his lips.

"No Alec. I can't. You're gay.. And I love Jace. This isn't right"

Then she let go of him, and walked away.