Author's Note: AGH you guys I am so so so so so sorry! So much has been happening in my life that I've had no time to actually sit down and continue with this fanfic! Hopefully the school year will begin to wind down and I can get back to writing more often. A huge huge HUGE shoutout and thank you to everyone who favorited, followed, reviewed, and urged me to continue updating. You all have such kind and encouraging words, and I can't tell you how much reading your reviews makes my day. :) And now, finally, onto Chapter 8!
Disclaimer: I do not own anything concerning The Mortal Instruments series.
Chapter 8
Clary would not have opened her eyes if it weren't for the very persistent sun shining through the white curtains. Usually Clary was an okay morning person, but on this particular morning, she was exhausted. Cracking her eyes open a bit, she raised her arms and stretched, only to yelp in fright when she felt a pair of arms wrap around her. She turned her head to see Jace sleepily grinning at her, and memories of the night before rushed through Clary's head so fast she was surprised she didn't get dizzy.
"Morning," Jace murmured, causing Clary to smile.
"Good morning."
Jace smirked, reaching his hand to push a strand of her red hair behind her ear. "So." he started, "last night."
Clary felt embarrassment flood through her every bone as she remembered how bold she had been, how she had practically thrown herself at Jace the night before. She had to admit though, everything had been so amazing. It made her feel as if she couldn't ever love anyone as much as she loved Jace, and Clary had to admit she liked the feeling. She felt giddy and young and completely in love, and she didn't want to have it any other way. "I love you so much, Jace Herondale." Clary pulled him in for a kiss, but unlike last night's passionate and fiery ones, this kiss was simple and sweet.
They broke apart and Jace chuckled. "Tell me how you really feel," he joked, and wrapped his arms tighter around her. "I love you, too. And I have to admit, I really like waking up to you..." He brushed his finger tips down her side, sending a shiver racing up and down her spine. "Like this."
Jace's breath washed over Clary's face, and just as he was pulling her in for a second kiss, loud banging interrupted the morning's silence.
"Don't think I don't know what you two were doing last night, and what you are possibly doing right now," Isabelle shouted, "but you two rabbits need to rise and shine."
Jace groaned and fell back into his bed, while Clary, once again blushing furiously, scrambled around his room in hopes of finding some sort of clothing. "Go away, Isabelle. We were having such a nice morning until you started talking."
"Oh, I'm sure you were. Now get your lazy butts out here before I come barging in there myself," Isabelle yelled.
With this, Clary burst out of the door, appearing as if she had just run a marathon. "God, Izzy. You need a life."
Isabelle only grinned wickedly at Clary and wiggled her fingers. She tossed her long black hair over her shoulder as a signal for Clary to follow. She strutted all the way down to kitchen, where everyone else appeared to be having quiet conversations with each other. They looked like they had been awake for hours. When they entered, all heads turned towards Clary. Magnus had a small smirk on his face, as if he knew exactly why Clary and Jace were waking up so late. Both Alec and Simon looked extremely uncomfortable.
"Um...morning, guys," Clary said in a feeble attempt to break the silence that lay thick in the air. She refused to meet anyone's eyes for fear of dying of embarrassment. Was everything the whole thing that obvious?
"It's deathly quiet in here," a voice said, and Clary whipped around to see Jace standing behind her, his hair still a mess and a huge grin plastered on his face. He pulled Clary closer to him and kissed the top of her head.
Even though it was the simplest and smallest of actions, Simon looked ghostly pale, Alec started choking on the coffee he was drinking, and Magnus was trying his hardest not to burst out laughing.
"God, you people are sickening. Morning after's always the worst to watch, isn't it?" Isabelle said to no one in particular. Jace only chuckled, while Clary tried her best to become invisible in Jace's arms. If this is how it was going to be from now on, she was going to move far far away. Hawaii or Paris, at least somewhere nice where she could relax and not be teased by the four obnoxious people standing in front of her. How did they even know? Why were they acting like they had witnessed what transpired between her and Jace last night? Sure, they left the club early, but everyone was too preoccupied to notice how heated things were getting. And Clary had slept in Jace's rooms plenty of times. So why was it so painstakingly obvious to them? Unless...
"You know, you two should really learn how to be a little more quieter. I was up most of the night because of you." Magnus looked like he was about to burst from holding in his laughter. Clary wanted to smack the glittery eyeliner right off his face.
And Jace was absolutely no help. If anything, he was almost egging them on with all his soft chuckles and grins and constant kisses. Her eyes met Simon's and she silently begged him to help her out. "Simon?"
"Sorry, Clary...it's just...it was kinda bad..."
"Oh, by the Angel, no. No no no no no," Clary muttered, burying her face into Jace's chest and wishing nothing more than to curl up under her bed and never speak to anyone ever again. "This cannot be happening."
Before she knew it, everyone was laughing. At her. This was one of the worst days of Clary's life, and it was barely even 10:30. She looked up to find Jace's eyes filling with tears from laughing so hard. She had a sudden urge to murder everyone in the room. And if Jace was going to laugh at her, then Clary was certainly going to make sure he got the worst end of the stick. Narrowing her eyes, she gave Isabelle, Alec, Simon, and Magnus a death glare, and that shut them up almost immediately. She turned to Jace and smiled almost too sweetly.
"Jace," she said, leaning closer to his mouth. "If it's going to be this embarrassing for me every time, I'm thinking that maybe we shouldn't have sex anymore." She broke out of his embrace and walked out of the kitchen to go hide in her bedroom, but she couldn't help the spark of smugness that formed in the pit of her stomach when she heard both Magnus and Simon laughing their guts out, and Jace muttering a few choice words before the kitchen door swung shut behind her.
So this was a more short and playful chapter, but I have some very juicy things in store for you ;) And I promise, it will not take a month to update like it did last time!
