I'm so sorry for not updating for so long! I've been studying, and I can tell you that until Friday I won't upload again. I really hope you can understand and still like the story! I know it's short but I wanted to upload at least a little chapter. Please review, I really love it when you do and give me advice!
Jace's POV
A good night's sleep was all I needed, apparently, to feel renewed. I almost jumped from the bed and into the shower, feeling the warm water fall over my head. I felt energized and hyperactive. As I stepped out of the shower and dried myself I saw my body in the mirror, watching some Marks fading away. There was a bruise on my shoulder, but that was that. I got dressed and made my way to the kitchen, wondering what had me so upbeat in a morning just like every other.
Then I remembered.
I was training with Clary today.
I stopped in my tracks and shook my head. No, it couldn't be because of her. Yes, she did move me in some ways, but if I kept thinking about her I knew it would be bad for everyone, since I had seen love makes you do stupid things.
The only other person in the kitchen was Isabelle, but before I could go back through the door to get away from her cooking she had heard me and was talking to me. I slumped on a stool and almost fell over, which made her laugh and I frowned. She put some things that looked like pancakes in front of me and I tried one, just to make her happy. I coughed, and couldn't get the food out of my mouth soon enough. I told Izzy I preferred cereal and took one of the boxes out of the cupboard. Lucky Charms it was, then. When I finished my bowl I decided to make my way to the training room, knowing we should start soon if I wanted Clary to know anything new before the end of the day.
When half an hour had gone past without the appearance of the red head, I decided to go look for her. I walked through hallways and ended up before I knew it at her door. Without even thinking I opened it, and a screech erupted from her lips as I went in. Of course, I had been lost in thought and hadn't knocked. She was standing in the middle of the room only in her underwear, trying to cover herself with whatever she found near her. She shouted for me to get out, and I did as she ordered. I stood outside for a second, feeling heat in my cheeks. I am blushing, what is wrong with me?!
I make my way back to the training room and start pacing back and forth. I can't help but see her again in her underwear right in front of me, even though it was an accident. I can't help the images that flood through my mind at the thought of her, and I slap myself to stop. Stop thinking about her; stop fantasizing about her, just stop. You don't know how she feels about you, I tell myself, and then I hear the door banging open.
"Who the hell do you think you are to come into my room like that?!" Clary screams at me, walking fast towards me and then hitting my chest with her tiny fists. Not that she makes any damage, but she continues to rant about me being an arrogant and not bothering to knock when an idea formed in my mind.
As she continued to scream at me I grabbed both her hands and pulled her towards me, making her gasp in surprise but before she could open her mouth again I had pressed my lips against hers and trapped her between my body and the wall. My arms went around her and pulled her even more against me, parting her lips with my own to deepen the kiss. She still tried to fight me for a moment, but then she gave in and let her fingers play with the hair at the back of my neck. Then, a thought crossed my mind: if she felt nothing for me, she wouldn't kiss me like that. She would have pushed me away the second she felt my lips on hers.
I was already thinking that I did feel something more than just an infatuation towards her, thinking that maybe it was love, when a loud cough made us lean away from each other. Alec was standing at the entrance, eyeing us both with an amused look on his face.
"I guess this is what you meant when you said you wanted to train her, Jace." Clary blushed almost to the color of her hair, and I just shrugged. Alec walked to us and stood just before us. "Train her, you know she needs it, and you are the best here." Then he lowered his voice to a whisper. "Don't let Isabelle know I said so." And with that he turned around and walked towards the door, stopping when he got there to turn around and wink at us, before going through it and closing it.
Clary's POV
We stood there for a moment in awe at Alec's attitude. I had expected him to shout at as, at least, but he said nothing about us. My face went back to its normal color a few moments later, and I heard Jace say that we had to start training indeed. We warmed up and then he said he needed to know what mistakes I made while attacking so he could teach me how to mend them and become a better, more precise attacker.
I tried to punch him, a little bit still angry at him for entering my room without knocking and seeing me almost naked, but he caught my hand in mid air. I looked at him in surprise, he had totally anticipated what I was about to do. He said I moved too much, I had to be quicker and move less, a lot less. He had seen my muscles tense, and if he could see it then demons could.
I tried for hours, training against a punching bag. Every time Jace would say what I was about to do before I did it, and it made me furious. I was too predictable, and I didn't have to be so. I put all my concentration in moving just what I had to and at the exact moment I had to. I closed my eyes and punched, and when I turned around he was smiling at my improvement. I tried again and again until it flowed from me, and Jace actually clapped. Jace Lightwood was clapping for me. I smiled, satisfied with myself. When the sun had gone down we stopped, and I felt exhausted. He had told the truth, I now realized, when he had said so. The first thing I wanted to do was have a shower, and after I elongated every muscle again I made my way to my room, with my instructor on my tail. He said I had been good, and before I went inside stole a quick kiss from my lips.
As the cold water touched my skin goose bumps erupted all over my body. I cooled down and then turned to warm water, and then gave myself some time to think. I had already admitted I felt something towards Jace, and I wondered if he felt the same for me. He probably didn't, I mean, he is some sort of god in the Shadowhunter world, an expert in fighting, everybody knows about him, and I'm just Clary. I'm just me, I think again as I try to untangle my red hair. I'm short, I don't have a great body, and I'm moody. So, he can't feel what I feel.
I decide that I won't let this happen again, kissing him, so I don't get caught up in him and then figure out he was just using him.
Jace's POV
As I stepped into my room I finally decided what I felt and what I was going to do.
Tomorrow I was going to kiss Clary as soon as I saw her and tell her I wanted her.
