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Clary stared after Simon in sudden bewilderment. He'd never had an outburst as sudden as the one he'd just had, seemingly exploding everything he'd kept inside from the whole evening with Jace.
Jace.
She'd forgotten he was still there. She turned her eyes up to his face, to find him studying her with one eyebrow raised, his hands stuffed into his pocket's.
"You still want a parabatai now?" Jace grinned, flicking his curls out of his eyes. Clary's mouth shot open as she looked at him. He was grinning. Grinning. grinning as though Simon hadn't just ran off down one of the many corridors. She narrowed her eyes at him as the grin faltered, his fingers clenching in his pockets.
"Yes, of course I still want a parabtai." She said stiffly. "You of all people should know what it's like to have an argument with your parabatai. I'm sure you wouldn't just abandon him because of one person." As she finished the last part of her outburst, Jace pursed his lips as he looked at her, then turned on his heel, walking down the hall, barely making a sound on the polished wooden flooring.
"And you wouldn't know the pain it would cause one to do that, Clarissa." Jace called back to her. Her mouth opened wider at this. A minute ago he'd been lending her his jacket, a smile on his face as he spoke to her, then he'd kissed her. She'd never felt anything like that. Ever. She'd once kissed Simon, but after the small peck on the lips he gave her, she decided it was a lot better to not kiss someone who felt remotely like a brother. Clary gingerly raised a finger to her lips, the fingers brushing across the pink surface of them. Kissing Jace was like a dream, and she certainly wanted to do it again, despite the tone he'd taken with her, and the harshness in his voice. Clary shook her head in attempt to get thoughts of him out, seeing as Jace probably wouldn't even speak to her, let alone kiss her. Letting out a frustrated sigh and running a hand through her red curls, she set off down the corridor towards Simon's room, her dress rustling as she walked. She'd try and talk to Jace later, if he'd look at her. Upon reaching Simon's door, she quietly knocked on the door, leaning against the door frame and folding her arms across her chest, Jace's jacket still wrapped around her, his scent overpowering the air around her. The door was flung open to reveal a disheveled looking Simon, pushing his glasses up his nose. He let his head fall down as he looked at Clary, shaking his head. She opened her mouth to say something, anything as an apology, to be cut off by his shaking voice.
"By the angel, Clary I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that, I was stupid and jeal-"
He was cut off by Clary flinging her arms around his neck and burying her head in his shoulder.
"It's fine, Simon, you had a right to say that." She mumbled into his shoulder. Simon wrapped arms around her small waist, resting his chin on her head.
"I didn't, though. I shouldn't have said any of that. You would never leave me. Ever." She felt him take a deep breath, and exhale, his deep breaths moving her hair.
"It's fine." She sighed, squeezing his neck gently, then releasing her hold on him and stepping out the circle of his arms. Clary smiled up at him, her eyes softening as their eyes met. Simon reached out and ruffled her hair, grinning at her.
"Honestly Fray, you're weird when you go all soppy on me" He said, looking down at her with soft eyes, his glasses balancing on the tip of his nose. "Now go get your man" Clary wrinkled her nose at Simon's choice of wording about Jace.
"I wouldn't say he's my man.." She frowned. Simon laughed, gently pushing her out his doorway.
"Just go." He laughed, closing the door as he walked back into his room. Clary removed the jacket around her shoulders, carefully folding it in attempt to not crease it. Taking a deep breath, she turned away from Simon's room, and down the corridor to Jace's.
Jace kicked of his shoes, falling onto his bed with a sigh and placing his hands behind his head. He couldn't get the feeling of kissing her out his head. The way it had felt to place his lips over hers, his hands placed on her small waist, and her hands tangling in the curls at the base of his neck. She was intoxicating, yet he'd only known her for a day, but he just couldn't get her porcelain like freckled face out of his mind. Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, Jace sat up, pulling out the cuff links in the sleeves of his shirt, carefully placing them on the bedside table then undoing the top buttons on his shirt, loosening the collar out. He knew he should apologize to her for saying things about the boy who was supposed to be her parabatai. God, if anyone had doubted Alec in the way he'd done to Clary, he would've killed them. The look on her face after he'd asked her if she still wanted a parabatai told him she very much wanted to kill him, right there and then, and he wasn't ready for his death just yet. He'd ran from her, then insinuated he wasn't on a nickname basis with her. Jace wanted to be on a basis a lot closer than that. All he wanted to do was go and knock on her door and apologize to her until she accepted his apology, but if he went and knocked on her door know, he knew it was extremely likely she wouldn't even open her door, and a lot less likely she'd speak to him. Jace was broken out his thoughts by a light knock on the door across the room, and sat up, staring at the door.
"Alec?" He asked.
"Nope." A small voice called from the other side of the door.
Clary.
He shot to his feet, walking quickly to the door, flinging it open. Clary was stood in the doorway, still wearing the same thin dress she'd been wearing this evening, her arms wrapped around herself and his jacket trapped between her body and arms. Her small face was looking up at him, her green eyes wary below the layers of copper coloured lashes above them. Her bottom lip was trapped between her two front teeth, shining in the dark lighting throughout the hallway.
"I brought your jacket." She murmured, loosing her arms and holding out the jacket in her small hand. Jace raised his eyes to Clary's, to find her watching him, unblinking and her gaze unwavering.
"I'm sorry." Jace blurted out. Her eyes suddenly widened with surprise as her lips parting slightly. She wasn't exactly helping him try and forget her lips. He cursed himself for his outburst. He hadn't exactly planned to apologize to her like that, and it was no doubt she'd tease him for his outbursts around her.
"It's fine." Clary muttered, still holding his jacket in her hand. He reached his hand up and took the jacket from her grasp, his hand gently brushing hers. Jace knew she felt the spark elicited from their hands, as she drew a short breath, her hand jerking back. Jace pulled his hand back and quickly raised his eyes to hers, to find them no longer full of surprise, but a darkened green, a flush covering her freckled cheeks. God, she was oblivious to what she did to him. Jace wasn't sure what to do as they stood there, him staring down at her small face, and her staring up into his tawny eyes. He didn't know whether to ask her in, or to see if she went. He'd never been this speechless before, around anyone, let alone a girl. It was like she could see through all of his defenses, shattering them piece by piece with her eyes as green as grass.
"I shouldn't have assumed anything." Clary said finally. It was his turn to be surprised now, as he watched her looking up at him, studying him, her head cocked to one side, a look of hesitation crossing her face, as though holding something back. She bit her lip for a second, before a small smile spread on her lips. "Alexander doesn't like me very much." She grinned. Jace couldn't help but copy her smile as he felt as though a huge weight had been lifted of his shoulders, letting them relax.
"He doesn't really like anyone all that much." He replied, leaning against the frame of the doorway, crossing his arms across him chest, the jacket trapped between his arms. Clary let out a breath as she grinned, brushing her curls behind he ear.
"Why doesn't he like anyone?"
"Because most people pay attention to my stunningly good looks, and not him." He grinned as Clary wrinkled her nose at this, her eyes twinkling.
"I wouldn't say stunning, but there's something there." Jace gaped at her, watching as she smirked. "I seemed to have rendered the stunningly attractive Jace Herondale speechless." She gasped, placing a hand over her heart.
"So you do admit I'm stunningly attractive?" He smirked back, the sarcastic comments returning to is tongue like a long lost friend.
"It's a matter of opinion." She replied sweetly.
"And in your opinion, I am extremely attractive." Clary shook her head, then corners of her lips twitching upwards.
"I need to go now." She smiled, placing her hands on her hips, winking at him. Jace's heart fluttered as she winked, as he leaned forwards, placing a chaste kiss on her freckled cheek.
"Until the morning, my dear lady." He winked back at her, as a flush rose on her cheeks, her hands dropping to her sides.
"Have an excellent evening, my good lord." She replied as she set off back down the corridor, wiggling her fingers in a wave. He watched her retreating figure disappear as she strutted off back down the dim hallway, her red hair trailing behind her. Jace couldn't help but keep the smile on his face as he turned back into his room, shutting the door quietly behind him and falling back onto his bed. He could sleep a lot easier now
It certainly has been a while, hasn't it...? Hope you liked the chapter :).
I'm not much a fan of this chapter. I don't like the start, but the end is better. I'm sorry it's quite short, but I just wanted to get this one out, so then I could start on chapters for my other stories. Yes I just put a plural. I'm planning a new story! I probably shouldn't have put this here, but I just wanted to let you know. I might also be doing a different version of The Mortal Instruments Breakfast Club. I'm not sure about the one I have now, but I'm probably going to keep it up on the site.
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