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Clary's POV

I stormed into my room and slammed the door behind me. I fell onto my bed and let out a loud scream into my pillow. It was an amazing kind of therapy. I did it several more times until I heard a soft knock on my door.

"Clary? It's me." I heard Alec's voice resonate from the other end of the door. The sound surprised me, I had been expecting someone like Simon.

I pulled my face out from the pillow and opened the door, Alec stood in the door way, awkwardly staring at his feet. "May I, uh, come in?" he asked hesitantly. I nodded in response. Alec stepped inside the room and I closed the door behind him.

"What can I help you with?" I asked, plopping down on the bed. I was in a considerably better mood, the screaming DEFINITELY helped.

"No, actually it's what I can help you with. Jace." He said, his tone becoming confident instead of wavering and unsure.

"Oh," I said, letting out a small sigh of annoyance, "Him."

"He doesn't hate you." Alec said abruptly, "He really doesn't, actually he rather likes you I think. He's just… well, torn."

I scrunched my eyebrows in confusion, "Torn? I don't follow."

"I am one of the only people he's ever let close to him. It's the way he was raised, not trusting anyone. With you, he wants so badly to trust you, but he can't. He's fighting against himself and it's driving him insane." Alec explained.

I let this sink in for a moment. It made sense, when I thought about it. Every time Jace and I would start to form some kind of connection he'd shove me away and hold me at arm's length.

"I see." I said simply.

"Yeah. Give him time, that's really what he needs. A couple weeks and this phase will be over. He can only fight himself for so long, even he's not that strong." Alec said, with a small chuckle.

"You really get him, don't you?" I said, admiring the connection they had. It was obviously deep and meaningful.

"Somebody has too." Alec said, reaching for the doorknob.

After he left, I realized I enjoyed his company. When he wasn't being down and depressing the boy was actually kind of nice to talk to. There was still something slightly off about him though. The door opening again broke my thought process.

"Clary?" This time it was Simon. He poked his dark colored head through the doorway.

"Are you okay?" he asked, walking in the room.

"Yeah, Just.. been a bit of a long day for me." I said, offering him a reassuring smile.

"Right, I just thought I heard muffled screaming coming from here and came to investigate." Simon said, he began rubbing small circles on my upper back which was quite relaxing.

"There are some people, Clary, that just aren't worth your time." He said quietly. I knew he was talking about Jace, and I couldn't respond to that. I did like Jace, and I wanted very badly for us to be friends… And I admit I'd thought about him as a more-than-friend but I ruled him off limits due to his 'protecting me' duties.

"I know, you're right." I said, having no intention of not giving Jace my time.

"I'm always right. But you don't always act on it. You know I'm right, but you still do the wrong thing." This boy knew me WAY too well.

"Right again, Lewis. I can't help it. He's kind of, you know, fun!" I said, trying not to let Simon know I was mildly attracted to him.

"And you think he's really hot." Too late.

"Simon!" I said whacking him with a pillow.

"Hey, you know it's true. I know it's true. He knows it's true. He thinks you're hot to though. So you're not alone." Simon said with a shoulder shrug.

"How do you know he thinks I'm hot?" I asked timidly.

"Just the way he looks at you. Like you're the most decadent cake in the bakery window." He said, I giggled at his lame metaphor.

"So… What you're saying is Jace wants to eat me?" I asked, with my eyebrows raised.

"In a sense of the word, yes." Simon said, shrugging lightly. We both laughed, and when it died down into chuckles he spoke again, "You should go talk to him. Now that you've calmed down. You need to make nice sooner rather than later of you want to make nice at all."

"Thanks. I have no idea what I'm going to do without you." I said, wrapping my arms around his shoulders.

"You'll manage. You'll call me every day." Simon said, gently pulling away from the hug. I threw him one last grateful smile and walked out the door and down the hall to Jace's room. I took a deep breath and pulled open the door.

Jace was lying down on his bed, face up. Noise cancellation headphones were wrapped around his untidy blonde head. I vaguely wondered what music he was into, then brushed the thought away for later.

I wasn't going to try and yell at him, that would be stupid. I walked over to the edge of his bed and peered down at him. He looked back up at me with those extraordinarily golden eyes. I made the peace sign, to show I wasn't here to yell at him. He smiled lightly at the lame gesture and pulled off his head phones.

"I'm sorry."

The first words out of my mouth were an apology. I grimaced, feeling as if he was the one who should be apologizing, but I was going to be the bigger person.

"I overreacted to what you said and my temper got the best of me. Again, I really am sorry." I said. He watched me curiously, then cleared his throat.

"Apology accepted, now make me a sammich." His face broke into a smile and I laughed a little, punching him lightly on the arm.

"In you're dreams, Wayland." I said, grinning back at him.

"I would hardly waste a dream about you on sandwiches." Jace said, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

"Jace!" I said, punching him a little harder on the arm.

"Just kidding. I'm sorry too, I shouldn't have said what I said. It's just been a long day." He said with a small shrug.

"Am I hearing right? Did Jace Wayland just apologize to me?" I teased, grinning at Jace.

"Yeah, yeah. Don't push your luck." Jace said, chuckling lightly.

"I better head to bed. See you in the morning?" I asked, getting up and walking to the door frame. I turned around to hear his answer.

"G'night. Turn off the light on your way out." Jace said, slipping his headphones back on his ears. I smiled at the sight, then flipped the light switch and headed to bed.

Okay, so maybe I was a little more than mildly attracted to him.

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