Kiss it Better Chapter 3: In Real Life, a mortal instruments fanfic

InRealLife- Demi Lovato

In real life I'm waking up alone
It's one more night you didn't make it home
And one more time you won't pick up the phone
In real life you never bring me flowers
When you're here it's only for an hour
I'm getting used to being on my own

I rolled over in bed and felt the empty spot next to me. The bed was made almost perfectly on that side, meaning that Sebastian never came home last night. Again. That dream last night was just a dream. I was desperately hoping it was real. I hardly ever see my boyfriend anymore. We've been together for two years and spent half that time living together.

He hardly comes home after work. When I call him on the phone, he never answers me. I don't even remember the last time he gave me flowers. Yesterday was our anniversary and I'm pretty sure he forgot. Maybe I should just get used to being alone. It seems that he's not going to be there for me.

Because in real life you're not what I thought
Real life, this isn't what I want
Guess things aren't always what they seem

Everything seemed so perfect for a while. But then I remember that this is real life. And of course, things aren't always what they seem. This life isn't what I want. I want the life I live in my dreams.

But in my dreams, I'm waking up to roses
Champagne, kisses and I know it's always, always
Gonna be, gonna be this way
In my dreams, you're standing right beside me
Two hearts finally colliding
Then I wake up and realize, realize this is real life
Real life, this is real life
Real life, real life
Real life, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh, oh
Real life

I go back to sleep again after a whole day of not seeing Sebastian. Again. I open my eyes and see a beautiful bouquet of roses in my face. There stood Sebastian with a smile on his face, his dark brown eyes shining. We spend the day goofing off and laughing in bed, drinking champagne, just like we used to. And while I was there laughing with him, it felt as if things never changed. Like this is how it always was. All day, he never left my side and I loved it. I loved him.

My eyes flutter open and that's when I realize that the whole day was just a dream. None of it was real. A silent tear rushed down my cheek.

In real life it doesn't always work out
People fall in love and then they fall out
Hearts can break and never make a sound

Apparently, it doesn't always work out. When I was younger, I always thought that when people fall in love, they never fall out of it. I was proven wrong. I've fallen out of love. When I thought about Sebastian, I felt like I wanted to puke. I don't feel the butterflies anymore.

Because in real life you're not what I thought
Real life, this isn't what I want
Guess things aren't always what they seem

"Hey, Babe," Sebastian said as he walked through the door for the first time in a week.

"It's about damn time you got home. Where the hell have you been?!" I yelled. "I haven't seen you in a week!"

"Sorry, Hun, I was on a business trip." He said so calmly, it made me want to scream. So I did.

"Why the hell didn't you tell me?!" He just rolled his eyes and continued going to the bedroom to put his backpack in there. "Why didn't you take any actual luggage like you usually do?"

"It was only a couple cities away and I had to stay overnight."

"Why didn't you just tell me?" I repeated a bit more calmly. "I would have gone with you."

"I didn't think you would want to." He came back into the living room. "What do you want me to say, Clary?"

"Seb, do you even love me?"

"What kind of question is that? Of course I do."

"Then tell me the truth. Were you with another woman?"

"Of course not! How could you even think that?!" His voice went up an octave which was a clear indicator that he was lying.

I pulled the velvet box out of my pajamas pocket and tossed it to him. "I found that right before you came home. It's an engagement ring engraved to someone named Kaelie. How long has this been going on?"

He looked to the floor and said, "It started about a year ago." I walked straight up to him and slapped him right across the face, smiling as I heard the satisfying crack! sound.

I kicked him out. And I felt such a relief afterwards. I was surprised just how glad I was to watch him leave.

That night, I had another dream where I felt lips press against mine, waking me up. My eyelids fluttered open to see a bouquet of blood red roses. I looked up to meet the man's eyes and to my surprise, it wasn't Sebastian. A pair of golden orbs was staring back at me with love shining in them. The man before me was completely golden from his beautiful eyes to his blond hair and his perfectly tanned skin. He smiled brilliantly at me and I noticed a small chip in one of his teeth. This seemed to be his only imperfection, which made him all the more perfect.

I asked him who he was and he told me his name is Jace. I felt an instant connection with this man that I couldn't shake. We spent the day in bed, talking, kissing, and laughing. It feels like I've known him for forever. When I woke up, I realized that, once again, it was just a dream.

Just when I thought this was all real life could be.
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah.
Somebody came along and made my dream reality

I was finally able to get out of bed and once I did, I went down to the café down the street. I had just received my iced latte when I turned around to leave, accidentally crashing into the person behind me, and causing my latte to spill all over the person's front. "Oh my god! I am so sorry," I exclaimed, rushing to blot his sweatshirt with my napkins.

"Its fine," he said with a silky smooth voice.

I looked up and took an involuntary gasp. It was the man from my dream. Jace.

His eyes seemed to glaze over as he stares into mine. "Hi," I said quietly, feeling like an idiot. "Again, I'm sorry about your sweater. Just be thankful it wasn't a hot drink."

He chuckled but agreed nonetheless. I threw out the now empty cup and the soaked napkins. The man pulled his sweatshirt over his head to reveal a white t-shirt that was also stained a light brown from the coffee. With his shirt still damp, I could see the light traces of a six-pack through the fabric.

"I'm Jace," he said, holding his hand out to me. He even has the same name. This is definitely the guy from my dream. "I know this is going to sound like a corny pickup line, but I'm pretty sure I had a dream about you last night."

"You're right; that does sound like a corny pickup line. I'm Clary."

"Okay, now I'm a hundred percent sure it was you. Does that sound weird?"

"No, I get it. I had a dream about you, too," I said with a blush creeping onto my face. His smile shined revealing his perfectly imperfect chipped tooth.

"Can I buy you a coffee sometime?"

I couldn't help the smile stretching across my face. "Yeah, I'd really like that. And I promise not to spill it on you."

He laughed and I swear it was the most amazing sound I ever heard. "How about I get you another coffee to make up for the one I made you spill?"

He bought me another latte and we sat together for hours just talking and laughing until eventually, it was closing time. At the end of the night, we said goodbye and parted ways, but not before arranging another date along with exchanging phone numbers.

And now in real life, waking up to roses
Champagne, kisses and I know it's always, always
Gonna be, gonna be this way
In my dreams, he's standing right beside me
Two hearts finally colliding
When I wake up, I realize, realize this is real life

TwoYearsLater…

In my dream, Jace and I were stood in front of all our family and friends. He looked handsome in his tux and as soon as I reached him at the altar, he told me I was beautiful in my white dress. When I woke up, I was a little disappointed it was just a dream. My spirits lifted when I felt a soft pair of lips brush mine. I opened my eyes to see Jace's golden ones staring back at me. He even had a bouquet of roses for me. "Good morning, Clare."

"Good morning. What are the flowers for? Our anniversary is tomorrow."

"I know, and I was going to ask you something at dinner tomorrow, but I think that if I don't ask you now, I think I might lose my nerve." He dropped down on one knee and pulled out a black velvet box. "Clarissa Adele Fray, I love you so much. I can't imagine living life without you. Would you do me the honor of being my wife?"

A tear streaked down my cheek. I couldn't speak so I just nodded enthusiastically. He slipped the ring on my finger and kissed me deeply. I was worried that I was going to wake up soon and find out that this was all a dream. But then I realized…

This is real life.

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