Hey guys! I'm so sorry that it's taken me so long with this chapter but I've been really busy and been suffering from writer's block on top of that. Anyways, on to the story! :D
As I woke up, my hand hit something hard and curly in front of my face. My eyes shot open to see a sleeping face and a head of dark hair. I relaxed as I realised it was Simon. This was fine since we had slept next to each other since we were tiny – our parents still don't care, even now we're eighteen. And then the memories of last night came crashing down on me again. Simon running away, him telling me how he felt, the kiss…
I shocked myself even more as the rest of that evening became clear. How I felt – how it changed in an instant, no, how it made me realise how I felt (and had been for a long time). How Simon had pushed me against the wall and how I had liked it. How when he kissed harder, I did too. How when he lifted me up, I wrapped my legs around his waist. How when Simon flung open a door, it just happened to be my temporary bedroom. And how we fell asleep on my bed after kissing each other's breath away.
That was all I could remember and I hope that was all there was. I started to think about how my mom would react. Then Luke, then Eric. After a scoff at the last idea, I thought about Jace would react.
"Oh god," I whispered.
Simon stirred and opened one eye curiously. He started to grin – a cheesy grin, one that was way too big for his face.
"Morning, Clary," Simon whispered as well, shuffling closer.
"Morning, Simon," I said back, craning my neck up so that I could look into his eyes. I decided that Jace could come later – he wouldn't react well to me definitely changing my mind, but I could deal with that after getting up. And I'm going to take my time with that.
"Last nigh–" Simon started before I promptly put a hand over his mouth to shut him up.
"Simon, whatever you are going to say, make sure it doesn't ruin last night. It wasn't a mistake and it wasn't a one off," I reminded Simon.
"–was amazing," he quickly finished. I smiled at the grin that was spreading across his face again.
I leaned in and brushed my lips against his, teasing him. Simon obviously didn't take very well to being taunted, so he rolled on top of me and slammed his lips into mine. Honestly, I didn't mind one bit.
As another intense make-out session was started, we gradually edged towards the side of the bed. Simon pushed me harder into the bed, but at a slant and ended up sliding me across to the side. Soon enough, I managed to fall off and Simon was brutally jolted away.
I smacked my head into the bedpost, unintentionally of course. Pain shot through my head and I blacked out.
Smack.
That was what I woke up to after probably badly bruising my head. There was a pounding in my head as I woke up, groggy, and as I opened my eyes, the light stabbed into my brain like daggers. My cheek stung like hell as I rose to take in my surroundings.
All I got was a crazy Izzy.
"Wake up, damn it," she almost shouted.
"I'm… Up… shhh be quiet, please," I replied, her voice pounding into my head like needles.
"No! Why the hell were you sleeping with Simon, Clary?"
"What?! No! I wasn't we j-just fell asleep. Anyway, if this counts as sleeping together, we've being doing it for years," I said as Simon was waving his hands at me as if to say "no, no, stop talking now". Oops.
"For years?! How old were you?"
"Something like 5," I replied to Izzy, still ignoring Simon. He wasn't exactly making any sense… at the time.
"5!? You both were five when you started sleeping with each other?" Izzy screamed in disbelief, along with multiple other expletives.
"Girls. Girls? GIRLS, SERIOUSLY STOP SHOUTING! Clary, let me talk and shut up. Izzy, it was just sleep and we have never actually slept together in the way you mean," Simon cleared up for all of us. Oh, I thought, that's what he meant.
"You know that Jace has fallen hard for you, right? You know what this will do to him? Right? Right?" Izzy asked, trying to find some assurance that I had thought about it. She was almost desperately begging me, but she hadn't loosened up any of the anger inside of her.
"Yes… But it's not healthy for someone to fall that hard in what, two days? I thought he was a player," I replied, attempting to back up my actions. Izzy rolled her eyes at this.
"Sure, whatever you say. But if you are toying with Jace's feelings, I will kill you, personally."
Hey! I know it's not long enough to justify a week but I was really busy – I'm so sorry! So I have decided that this is going to be a fluff comedy fanfic for Climon shippers that haven't died out yet. Maybe Clace might come back but it's Climon for the next chapter at least. Sorry to the geust reviewer that posted "clace forever" – maybe not forever in my world. :D So I hope you enjoyed and if there are any mistakes that you can see or anything you particularly liked about this please review – or just review anyway! Also, any ideas for the next chapter would be great. :D
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