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Did you watch last nights Shadowhunters Episode? I was DYING! Oh god, so good ... It made REALLY happy, I basically did nothing today but ... finishing this chapter? X'D oh well ...
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Alec woke up to a pounding head and a nauseous feeling in his stomach.
He groaned and turned his head, burring it into his pillow.
„Finally awake, sleepyhead?" he heard Jace's happy voice.
Alec sighed deeply and lifted his head a bit, slowly opening his eyes to the much too bright room.
„Why are you up already …?" Alec groaned.
Jace chuckled and got up from his bed, making his way over to the dark-haired boy. „Because we have about noon?"
Alec narrowed his eyes. „… What?!" he asked tiredly. „Noon, dear friend. You slept like a baby!" The blonde boy grinned and sat down at the corner of Alec's bed, making the mattress shift slightly.
Alec yawned and rubbed his eyes, turning onto his back and sighed deeply. Slowly he opened his eyes completely, staring at the ceiling. „God … my head!"
Jace chuckled again and picked up a bottle of water he obviously had planted beside Alec's bed. „Here you go. Drink up!" Alec whined and slowly sat up. „I don't think I'll ever drink up again! God the amount you and Izzy made me drink!" He opened the bottle and quickly gulped down some large sips.
His best friend grinned. „Oh don't pretend like we made you do all that, Alec. You were pretty busy getting drunk yourself. I mean you were the one trying to convince us it was a good idea to empty every bottle you found — with whatever was inside!"
Alec looked a little confused at that. „I did?"
Jace nodded eagerly. „Yup. And some of that stuff was plain nasty! I think you even found some self-made coffee-liquor! And when we refused, you wanted to empty everything yourself. Man Alec, I have seen you wasted a lot of times but this time was a new record, I think."
Alec pressed his lips together and took another big sip from the bottle, hoping it would help his thundering brain. He couldn't even remember when they came home. And neither how he got into bed … or changed.
He flushed slightly as he looked down on himself and pressed his lips together.
Nope, he wouldn't ask. The thought that Jace had actually undressed him made his stomach flip - which was a bad idea right now.
„I'm gonna get a shower." Alec mumbled and pulled back the blanket, slowly, slowly getting up. Seriously, the room started to shift heavily and he grabbed the next best thing he could find - which turned out to be Jace's shoulder.
„Whoa, buddy, you alright? Do you need me to put you under the shower myself?" Jace chuckled and Alec immediately let go again. „No." he pressed out. „I'm fine, thank you."
He made his way to the bathroom with baby-steps, trying carefully not to simply tip over and land on his face, flat - or his ass.
He grabbed the wall as soon as he could and closed the door behind him, sighing deeply. „I am so never drinking ever again!" he muttered, knowing at the same time it was complete bullshit.
Magnus woke up to a surprisingly none-pounding head and a badly hurting nose.
He made a face and let out a gasp when pain shot through his nose, making him wince.
He opened his eyes, seeing the ceiling of his bedroom and sighed deeply.
Oh this was so beyond okay.
Normally he would wake up with a hangover because he and Camille shot overboard again. To not have a headache but a bitch as a nose was something he was not used to!
And he really wasn't sure whether he wanted to get used to this.
He sighed and sat up, grabbing the mirror from his nightstand.
Magnus made a face when he saw the horrible white thing strapped to his nose. Vaguely he remembered the last night.
Right, Alexander punching him. And the doctor telling him his nose would be fine after he fixed it but hurt like a bitch for weeks — probably. And Camille wanting to go back and punch Alec into next week. And Magnus barely being able to hold her back.
He sighed deeply, again. How exhausting …
He looked over his shoulder, seeing said girl with her back turned to him and still sleeping.
It wasn't rare that Camille just stayed over like this but right now he really kinda wished she would've gone home.
Magnus grabbed the pain-killers the doctor gave him and gulped them down with a few sips of water. Hopefully they would work quickly.
Quietly and cat-like he peeled himself from the sheets and made his way to the bathroom to splash some fresh water onto his face and remove the last bits of make-up from the evening before.
Looking at himself in the mirror, he winced again - cursing immediately at the pain in his nose.
He looked downright horrible. Like a car-accident.
His make-up was smudged, his nose a horrible purple-red and the big white thing strapped over it looked even worse in the bright bathroom lights.
Damnit, Alexander really got him good this time.
He would've never thought the blue-eyed boy would flip like this. Especially not with a fist in his face.
Well … maybe he really overdid it this time with his comments but … seriously. No reason to punch him, right?
Sighing, Magnus removed the last pieces of make-up, cleaned his face as good as it was possible and brushed his teeth to get that disgusting taste out of his mouth.
He took a shower to relax a bit more and returned to his room shortly after in his fluffy bathroom-robe.
Camille was up by now, leaning against the wall behind the bed and reading messages on her smartphone.
When Magnus entered, she looked up and chuckled. „Good morning, beautiful." „Oh shut up …" Magnus muttered as he walked over to his wardrobe, looking for something he could wear today.
„I have to admit this might be your new ‚never-looked-worse'-look." Camille smiled and put her phone down. „But you're lucky it's not gonna leave permanent damage. I told you he's the best in town."
Magnus sighed and nodded. „Yeah … thank you for that."
Camille cocked her perfect blonde head and smiled. „You're welcome, Magnus. You know I would only want the best for you." She peeled herself from the sheets and made her way over to Magnus in nothing but her panties and a shirt, which Magnus recognized as one of his own.
She stopped beside him, looking at him in the mirror.
„Which is why I really don't understand why you didn't let me punch that kid." she finished.
Magnus groaned and pulled out some underwear and pants. „I told you, Cam, it's alright!"
„It is most definitely not, Magnus." She put her hands on her hips. „Why do you let yourself be treated like this? The kid needs to learn his place!"
Magnus rolled his eyes and dropped the robe, getting into some clothes, not caring she was still there. „His name is not ‚kid' — it's Alexander."
„Kid." Camille pressed, not amused. „What the hell Magnus? I really don't get your thing with him!"
„I do not have a ‚thing' with him." Magnus argued, throwing over a shirt. Although he really wished he would but he wouldn't dare say that out aloud. „Yes, darling, you do. A big one at that." Camille snorted. „He is horrible! He has no fashion-sense what-so-ever, he's doe-eyed and naive and always trotting behind golden-boy — thinking he might notice him someday if he just sticks around long enough!"
Magnus shot her a death-glare for that one. Yes, he was sure everyone knew Alec had a crush on his best friend — at least the people who knew what they had to look for — but he still hated the way Camille spelled it out for him. It wasn't as if he didn't know Alec was only interested in Jace - stupid, fucking, perfect Jace - and it bucked him.
When he simply walked over to his desk to pick up a few rings without even so much as a snarky comment, Camille lifted an eyebrow.
„Oh boy." she said then.
Magnus rolled his eyes. „What." he just asked, not looking at her.
„Sticking around long enough." Camille repeated. She huffed and shook her head. „So when sticking around long enough didn't work for you, you changed plans."
Magnus just shook his head. „I have no idea what you're talking about." he said and started messing through his damp hair.
Camille clicked her tongue. „You stupid piece of ass."
„I have a perfect ass, thank you very much." Magnus just answered to that.
Camille shook her head and grabbed her things. „You're being pathetic Magnus. Did you really think he would ever even like you one bit if you harassed him? He hates your guts, he even broke your goddamn nose to show you!" She threw on some pants and jacket as she spoke, grabbing her stuff from the night stand. „And he's not even worth the effort. He's a stupid, pathetic piece of shit!"
Magnus turned around to her, opening his mouth to protest but Camille was quicker. „I thought you treated him like shit because you thought he was shit. Turns out you've got a goddamn crush on that bloody idiot and because you have no idea how to handle someone who isn't interested in you immediately — like most other idiots — you go ahead and sexually harass the boy!"
She snorted and shook her head. „God, you are so stupid, Magnus."
She grabbed her bag and left the room, slamming the door shut behind her.
Magnus pressed his lips together. Well that never happened before…
Was she … jealous? That couldn't be, right? He and Camille had never been exclusive. Yes, they kinda hooked up once or twice and she was a really good kisser but … she had never been jealous?
Sighing deeply he walked over to his bed and let himself fall back, starring up at the ceiling once more.
Well … shit.
Alec was sitting in the cafeteria with Jace and Isabelle, his head buried in his face.
He had never felt so bad. He had probably never had such a bad hangover in his life.
Luckily for him the cafeteria was rather empty on this Sunday and he could just sit there quietly, ignoring whoever shot him a knowing look. He couldn't decide which kind of look appeared most often: the grinning one, the honest smiling one, the jealous one or the angry one.
He tried to talk himself into not really caring what people thought of him and at the same time he knew it was bullshit because this was killing him.
Of course it mattered to him what people thought!
If not he would've probably come out of the closet a long time ago.
„Hey …" He heard his sister returning and lifted his head to see she brought back a tray with food and drinks. „I brought you some coffee?" She put down a steaming cup in front of him.
„Thanks Izzy …" he mumbled. „And something to eat?" She put down a plate with spaghetti and meat-balls and Alec made a face when his stomach turned. „Or … not." She pulled the plate back carefully and sat down, sighing. „You know when I have a hangover, I really do crave meat. Chicken wings are the best but they didn't have any of that."
Alec smiled a bit, knowing Izzy only wanted to help. „Thanks … maybe I'll eat a little bit later on."
She smiled and nodded, handing him a bottle of water just as Jace appeared and sat down as well.
„Man Alec, you really look like shit!" His best friend exclaimed and shook his head. „You want a bite of my pizza?" Alec just shook his head, not being in the mood for anything and rather took a sip of his water. Yeah, water was his best friend today.
Isabelle shot him a look of pure pity and took his hand gently. At times like this she really let out her soft side, caring for him more than for herself and Alec forget that she was his little sister.
But he was always grateful for it because it just … meant a lot to him. And he knew it meant a lot to her as well.
He looked at Jace when the blonde boy smiled widely at someone behind him and Alec didn't even have to turn around to see who it was.
„Hey." He heard Clary's voice behind him.
Alec watched his sisters face, who tried very hard not to look too pissed and even managed a small smile at her.
„Hey Clary." the dark-haired girl said then and Alec lifted an eyebrow. He was obviously not the only one surprised by this, because Jace looked at Isabelle as if she'd grown two heads.
Isabelle smacked his arm for that. „Don't look at me like that, it makes you look stupid!"
Alec heard a small chuckle from behind him and the next second Clary sat down right beside him.
Why was this girl sitting with them? Didn't she have her best buddy to sit with? Speaking of, where was Simon?
Alec lifted his head to look around but couldn't spot him anywhere.
„Simon had to visit his mother today." Clary explained for him as if she could read his mind and started picking at her salad.
A salad, of course. Who in the world ate a salat after a party?
At least Isabelle didn't pretend to care for her weight after such a night.
„How is he?" his sister asked, trying to look casual while eating some of the spaghetti. Alec took the second fork and carefully tried eating at least a little bit. Yeah, maybe something with tomato and meat really was a good idea.
Clary looked at Isabelle and smiled a bit. „He's alright. We … heard what happened with Alec so … it's okay."
Alec looked confused from Isabelle to Clary but both girls didn't really seem to want to explain anything. Just then he realized that he had seen Isabelle with Simon shortly before bumping into Maureen and shortly after that into Magnus.
So probably Izzy had been with Simon when she had gone to the bathroom and interrupted him and Magnus and … after that the punch happened. And then Isabelle had taken care of him and therefore …
„Oh…" he said then out aloud. Isabelle looked a bit confused at him and Alec quickly shook his head. „Sorry, just thinking …" So basically, Isabelle had bailed on Simon because of him last night, right? … Great.
At least Clary seemed to be … okay with it?
„Alec?" He snapped out of it when Clary spoke to him, looking a little confused at her. „You okay?" she chuckled. „Y-Yeah… sorry … what did you say?"
„I asked how you are doing but … seeing your state of mind I'd say not that good, huh?" She smiled at him, an honest smile, and Alec hated her for it because she seemed to be nice and he didn't want to think of her as nice because she had kissed Jace.
Stupid, really.
„I … heard about you and Magnus?" she asked then, seeming to be a little more careful. „Did he … cheat on you or something?"
Okay, now he really wanted to bang his head against the table.
He let out a groan, burying his face in his hands again.
„Does everybody think that?" he whined. This was horrible! Yes, maybe it was the most … obvious answer but it was still so damn wrong!
„Uhm …" Clary answered to that and it was answer enough. „Clary," Isabelle jumped in. „They're not together … they just had a fight and … Magnus seemed to have done something … bad?" She looked at Alec when she said this, obviously not even being sure what she was telling here because, haha, she didn't even know the whole story.
Alec wanted to say something when his mobile rang and he sighed, pulling it out of his pocket.
He looked a bit confused when it was an ‚Unknown Caller'. His parents were in his address book and who else - beside Jace and Isabelle - would be calling him?
This had never really happened before.
He sighed and picked up. „Hello?"
„Alexander? Hi, it's Magnus."
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