Chapter 8?
"Isabelle!" I screamed as I ran along the long dark hallways. Where was she when I needed her? My feet were beginning to hurt, since I hadn't ran this much since Bella's 3rd Birthday. Never make the mistake of bringing ten little kids to McDonalds alone. I bumped into a tall lean body. The outline of abs formed through the shirt and I held back my hand, not to trace them.
"Getting excited before the honeymoon I see"said a cocky Jace. I stepped back and glared at him. His eyes grazed over my body as I realized what I was wearing. A black tank top with black Adidas shorts. Not too revealing to me but to him it revealed enough to probably get him hard. I was about to side step him when he blocked my way.
"Wait." he commanded and I listened. Even if my mind told me to move, my body just stayed. My eyes looked up into his and I felt as if my heart had skipped a beat. A tingling feeling filled my stomach and I felt so weak.
"What" I asked. My voice sounded so weak and fragile. The complete opposite of what I wanted, his eyes although had a glint of amusement in them.
"Since we are getting married, I think we should spend sometime together" he said. I probably looked confused when he decided to explain what he meant by "spend time".
"I mean like grabbing some lunch or something" he explained. Should I go with him? I thought. I mean we were getting married so I guess one day out with him wouldn't hurt.
I nodded and his smile widened, " Great I was thinking around 1" he asked. I nodded again and left to go find Isabelle. I saw her watching Jersey Shore in the living room, sitting Indian style on the couch.
"Oh you go Jenny!" she screamed. I glanced at the TV to see Jenny yell at Sam to leave something alone. God I hated Sammie, so fucking annoying. Izzy looked like she was about to throw the remote at Sammie, so I decided to go in.
"Hey Izzy" I casually said to her. She nodded her head, to into the show instead of me.
"How are you doing" I asked. She muttered a quick reply. I decided to catch her attention by saying what I was doing this afternoon.
"Jace and I are going on a date today" I said. She spat out her juice, which I didn't know she had and stared at me wide-eyed.
"Your doing what? And with who?" she asked me.
"I'm grabbing lunch with Jace at one" I repeated to her. She blinked at me and then out of no where grabbed my hand and speed walked into her room.
She locked the room as I sat down beside her office desk. I just loved spinny chairs. I span in the chairs in a few circles, when Izzy stopped me with her hand.
"What?" I asked.
"Your going on a date with Jace" Her eyes were widened and her mouth a little open.
"Yeah..." I said. She went to her closet and started mumbling about the perfect outfit. I waited patiently, knowing Izzy would yell if I left. She came tapping her heels and holding a normal outfit.
"Okay I'm thinking of keeping your outfit casual, since you don't wanna look over the top" she said. I agreed with her and took a glance at what outfit she had in mind. She was holding a black leather jacket, a long-sleeved plain white v-neck. Along with that dark skinny jeans and black 2-inch heels. This might be the first time I actually agreed with her.
She pushed me towards the bathroom and told me to change as quick as my little hands could. I glared at her but walked into the bathroom. Once the lock ticked closed, I took a chance to actually look at myself. My skin looked paler than usual, and my bright red hair looked as if a bird had sat on it. I gave an annoyed sigh, and chucked the clothes Isabelle had gave, on. Before leaving, I grabbed a comb and tried fixing the mess on my head but sadly it was impossible.
Izzy knocked on my door, asking if I was ready. I yelled out a "yeah" and opened the door. She ushered me over and asked me to sit on a chair. I gave mischievous smile and wiggled my eyebrows at her.
"No one can keep me and Mr. spinny apart, can they?" I asked her. She rolled her eyes and motioned for me to come forward.
I put my legs forward and rolled over to where she was standing, with a straightener in her hand. Stopped right at her shoes, as she reached for a lock of hair. I peeked through my eye as she carefully and quite professionally let it fall. A perfect ringlet fell down my shoulder as she reached for another. This took her about an hour and by the time I looked at the clock it struck 12:32. She finished up in another ten minutes and announced me ready. Not before making me twirl, which she added made me feel more beautiful.
I was about to leave when she took out something from her drawer and asked me to open my hand. My eyebrows furrowed but I extended my hand anyways. She put her other hand over my eyes and I felt something smooth and cold be settled on the palm of my hand. She removed her hand, and I opened my eyes to see a beautiful golden heart shaped necklace. It shined on the wall as the mirror reflected it.
"Oh my god Iz, thats beautiful" I told her. My mouth wide in awe, and my eyes widened. She grinned and then helped me put it around my neck. Once it was on she told me to hurry up and get my ass out the door.
I laughed and slipped through the door.
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JPOV
He walked along the cold bare walls of his "home". The sun was high in the air and he could hear the car horn's outside. Normal busy New York, he thought.
Today he had done something which he hadn't thought he would do. He had asked Clary out to lunch. At first he was nervous about whether she would say yes or not. He could even see the way her body went tense around his, and how she fidgeted with her hands. He couldn't blame her though, after what he'd done to her. She would always go tense around him and he didn't want that.
He wanted her to feel relaxed and safe around him. As he turned the corner he could hear muffled voices coming from Isabelle's room. Isabelle was a very annoying but understanding sister. Even if she did annoy him at times, he loved her deep down. Except her cooking.
"Okay" a pause. " I will, I will" another pause. He felt curious and he could hear a squeak, meaning a door had opened.
What happened next, took him by complete surprise. Through the door, the small redhead stepped through. Her curls fell in perfect ringlets down her back. She had taken some pieces of hair from the side and clipped them to the back. Her green luxurious eyes shone brightly, and he suddenly felt trapped. She was wearing a leather jacket with a white shirt. Her feet made clicking noises as she walked on the marble floor.
Black mascara popped her eyes out making them even more beautiful.
She saw him standing near the corner, and a small smile adorned her pink lips. Her small legs walked towards him, there eyes not leaving each other once.
"Are you ready?" he asked. She gave a nod and they walked in rhythm with each other. He opened the large oak doors, and started walking towards his Audi r8. Clary walked in after him and slid into the passenger side. The smell of Vanilla hitting them right away.
He had decided to go to Taki's, a place all of them used to go to. It wasn't a very popular place but had delicious food, that left your mouth watering. The ride was silent except for the music playing through the radio. "Stereo Hearts" played on the radio, getting stuck in his mind. He hummed to the first verse and watched as Clary stared out the window. He stopped at the old diner and both of them got out. He turned his face to see Clary's reaction and he could tell by her face that this was the place she wanted to go too.
They entered the old diner at the same time. The door making noise by the bells that hung with it. The heated air made them feel warm as they into the tiny restaurant. Only a few booths were taken and it was decorated for Christmas. A Christmas tree was off to the side in the corner and a few kids were decorating it with ornaments. Other employees were dressed like elfs or reindeer's. He was taken by surprise when one of their family friends popped up in front of his face.
"Oh my lord, look who it is" said a voice, he knew very well. He turned his face around to see Barbara, on of his mother's best friends. Her Grey hair showed streaks of white as she grinned from ear to ear.
Clary stepped forward and smiled. She had seen her on many occasions, such as family dinners.
"How are you Barbara?" said Clary. Babara turned to face her and took her hands in her own.
"Oh I'm just fine, honey. Tell me about you two, any plan of a wedding coming soon?" she asked. I turned my head to peek a glance at Clary and saw her pale a little, I decided to answer for her.
"Actually yeah, were getting married next month" I told her.
"Oh! That's just wonderful!" she exclaimed, her old light brown eyes shining brightly as she spoke. She led us towards the end of the shop, and stopped by our old booth. Clary quickly slid in as I did the same.
"I had it specially saved for you two" she told us. Clary grinned as she looked up and saw Barbara grabbing a notepad and a pen from her back pocket. She turned towards me and asked what I would like.
"Um.. coconut pancakes and some coffee" I told her, glancing at my menu. She chuckled under her breath, probably remembering that was my normal order at 3 am in the morning.
"Of course" she quietly murmured, a smile still on her face. She then asked Clary, who was fidgeting with her menu as it kept falling to the ground. I laughed to myself as she kicked my knee with her leg, and glared. I immediately shut up and closed my mouth. She looked please with my response, and ordered a milkshake and a burger. Barbara scribbled down our orders, and left to go put them in, leaving us both in silence.
I saw as Clary nervously read her menu and as soft curls adorned her face. I coughed and she looked up meeting my eyes.
"So?..." I asked, obviously failing at making a conversation.
"So..." she asked raising both her eyebrows. She still couldn't raise one brow.
"What do you think about the wedding?" I asked her. She bit down on her lip and answered.
"What's there to think about? We have no choice I mean" she replied. I nodded, she was right, it wouldn't change the decision. Still I wanted to make sure, she was okay with it.
Her gaze nervously stayed on her menu. Flipping each page carefully, not to tear it. I smirked and watched her tiny hands fiddle and turn trying not to be uncomfortable. I changed my gaze from her and saw Barbara balancing a tray on her hand, she furrowed her eyes when it would become unbalanced but then when it stayed, walked over comfortably.
"Ah here you go" said Barbara. She settled the tray in front of us, the smell hitting my nose and I felt I could eat the tray. I grabbed the syrup from the side of the table and poured it onto the pancakes. She grinned at my reaction as I dug in. Clary picked at her own burger as if expecting something to come out.
"Are you gonna eat it, or admire it all day" I asked her. She looked up and glared at me, but not before a light pink blush crept her face. She picked up her burger with both her hands and bit into it. Her eyes immediately looking as if she was in heaven. I however was already done and eying her fries, what I was hungry!
She seemed to notice and laughed. I looked at her raising an eyebrow and she continued to laugh.
"What a pig" she mumbled.
"What?" I asked. She chuckled at my face and passed me the tray of fries. I ignored her and ate them quietly. Clary's eyes wandered over the few people in the restaurant, her eyes widened at one particular person and I turned around to see who it was. She was staring at a black head with long hair that ended at the waist. When her black coal eyes peeked through the top of her menu, I immediately knew who it was. I smirked as I looked and saw Isabelle sitting in the booth right across from ours. Her eyes widened and she ducked her head with the hood of her jacket. I chuckled as Clary embarrassingly looked my way.
Her hand went to the side of her head and she smiled still embarrassed, of Isabelle. I finished up my fries and I could feel Isabelle's eyes bore into my back, so to play with her I decided to heat things up. I looked at Clary through my lashes and her green eyes looked... scared?
I smirked, and I knew it would make her melt on the spot. She glanced down at the dirty table, trying to ignore my eyes. I brought my finger to her chin and brought it up to look in my eyes. Her mouth opened a little, to say something but I cut her off by kissing her. She gasped at the sudden contact but closed her eyes slowly. This kiss felt different, than I had kissed with Aline. It wasn't desperate or wanting, it was just soft and something we both needed. I pulled away slowly and looked into her eyes. A chair falling brought me to attention.
Isabelle was standing with her hands covering her mouth and a smile danced around the peaks of her mouth. She half jumped and half ran to us. Clary sat confused and then was taken into a hug by Isabelle. Her eyes were showing she was confused and she stared at me as if she wanted to ask me something.
Before she could say anything she was being dragged by Isabelle out the door. She glanced back at me once before leaving her brows together in concentration. I sat where I was and pulled both my hands into a fist and settled my elbows on the table. A grin placed on my mouth as I thought back to the kiss.
Progress... I was getting there.
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A/N Whoa, finally next chapter is up! It took a little inspiration to write this and well here it is.
Jace and Clary kiss! Isabelle can't be a good spy, if anyone hired her...
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