Authors note

So, I feel really bad about not updating that I've decided to do a double update! Exciting! I get that this chapter is a bit on the small side, but hey! At least you actually got another chapter! I love writing fanfiction, but I'm currently working on an actual book, so we'll see how everything works out I guess. It all depends on the kind of reaction I get from you guys as to whether you enjoy my writing or not :)

And, if you're a Mortal Instruments and a Malec fan, check out my other one-shot story about Alec and Magnus, it's just a bit of fluff and love but I'd love to see if you prefer that sort of thing! As I've already said, I love writing fanfiction so I do plan on carrying on, it's just - life's a bitch X))

Thanks my lovelies! Hope you enjoy! Drop a comment and whatever else :P

Darcy

Loki held my hand tightly as we descended down the stairs to from the roof. Me and Loki, who would've thought?

Once we were down in the main entrance, Jane and Thor where stood there waiting for us. Jane had her phone out quickly typing and Thor stood there with her bag and jacket in hand. Jane looked up and I unlaced my hand from Loki's.

"Before you say anything, we are not late, two more minutes and we would have been late, but we're not." Jane opened her mouth to say something, but the decided against it and sighed, motioning for us to follow her to the car.

It was five to seven, and I still couldn't decide on what to wear. All the clothes I owned where thrown around my room and I was left deciding between a purple vest top and high waist jeans, or a Hollister shirt and some denim shorts. I decided to go for the shorts and Hollister shirt.

I slipped them on and stepped into some ankle converse. Then I skipped into the main room and dug through the pile of DvD's. I pulled out the Hunger Games and set it into the DvD player. Then there was a knock at the door and I hopped up and raced to the door.

"Here at seven, like I said." Loki said once the door was open.

"What did you tell Jane?" Loki strolled over to my couch and sat down.

"Nothing, I slipped out and left a duplicate of myself behind." I rolled my eyes at him.

"Really? So basically, you chickened out. Typical man..." Loki turned his head to look at me.

"And what is that meant to mean Miss Lewis?"

"It means, you find the easiest way to squeeze out of things. Whimpish is the term I like to use." I plopped down next to him on the couch and grabbed the remote. Loki watched me with great interest as I fiddled around with the buttons on the remote.

"So, what are we watching? I do not understand this form of entertainment you Midgardians have. I do not see the point of staring at a screen."

"Oh you will my friend, you will."