A/B- You all are slacking a bit in reviews… but I still love you. Here's chapter ten, I hope it's long enough. It's my Easter present to you. And I'm sorry this took so long to get up. I was really busy this week what with spring cleaning and all that shiz.
Disclaimer- I own nothing.

(Alec POV)

Magnus and I spent the rest of the day together. Watching TV and generally doing nothing constructive.

When dinner rolled around, Magnus was taking a well-deserved nap, so the rest of us picked at the salad that my mom made us eat. I ate my salad quickly and asked to be excused. My dad nodded and I got up to put my plate in the sink. On my way out, I noticed Isabelle moth 'lover boy' and wink at me. I just shook my head.

Once I was in the kitchen, I put my dishes away and decided to make Magnus a little helping of salad and bring it to him. I added extra tomatoes because I knew how he liked it.

Opening my bedroom door while trying to balance a plate of salad and two water bottles was quite a challenge but I managed to get inside after a few tries.

Magnus was sitting up on my bed with is headphones in his ears. It took me a moment to realize that he was writing in a purple and black plaid notebook as well.

His head snapped up when I closed the door and I felt like I was barging in on something private. He closed the notebook and set it on the floor next to him.

"Sleep well?" I asked, setting down the bottled water and sitting down next to him.

He moved over to make a bit more room for me and said, "Hell yeah."

I smiled and handed him the salad. "Here," I said.

He took it from me and smiled back. "You got this for me?" he asked. When I nodded, he smiled bigger. "Wow," he exclaimed. "And bottled water? What a delicacy!" he said sarcastically.

"Hey," I said, poking his arm. "I could've gotten you that weird organic fruit juice my mom buys. And it tastes like pee."

He wrinkled his nose then looked at me mischievously. "How would you know what pee tastes like?" he asked. "Is there something you haven't told me, Alec?"

"Oh, shut up and eat your salad," I said playfully, but still blushing. "You should be thankful that I brought you anything at all."

"Yes, thank you so very much for the time and effort it took you to make me this marvelous salad," he said. "With extra tomatoes?"

I smiled a little when Magnus said 'tomatoes.' He pronounced it with a short 'ah' sound it I always thought it was ridiculously adorable.

"Yes, Magnus," I said. "I added extra 'to-mah-toes.'"

He elbowed me but not hard enough to make it hurt. "Don't make fun of my words," he muttered. He looked back down at the salad. "Y'know," he said thoughtfully, tilting his head to the side. "I love putting tomatoes in my salad because everyone thinks that salads are only filled with vegetables but-"

"Tomatoes are actually fruits," I finished for him. "I know."

I heard a small squeal and a girly 'Aww' come from outside my door.

"Isabelle," I called. "Seriously?"

The door opened and Isabelle walked in. "I couldn't help myself," she said sheepishly. "But," she said before I could tell her to get out. "I am here for a reason." She looked over to Magnus. "Are you coming to school tomorrow?" she asked him.

"Yeah," he said, stretching out the word. "Why?"

"I wasn't sure, what with the whole fainting thing, and I wanted to tell you about the carpool deal," she explained. When we looked at her expectantly, she continued. "Clary is picking up me and Jace so you two can use Jace's car."

"Oh," I said. "And I'm guessing Max is taking the bus as usual?"

"Yup."

"Uh, okay," I said. "Bye."

"Bye, you two," she said slyly. "Have fun." She grinned and left, closing the door behind her.

"She knows," Magnus and I told each other simultaneously. Then we both laughed.

"Did she corner you, too?" he asked me.

"Yeah,"" I said. "She dragged me into my room." I blushed, thinking about the slightly awkward conversation between Izzy and I.

Magnus fiddled with a piece of lettuce. "Are you going to tell the rest of your family?" he asked quietly.

"Yeah," I answered just as quietly. "I think so."

"So you've come to terms with it then?"

"Mhm." I desperately wanted to change the topic so I said," Eat your salad before it gets…" I was going to say cold but then I thought, It wasn't warm to begin with. "Soggy," I said instead. "There are a lot of tomatoes on there."

"Actually," he said, handing me the plate. "I'm not hungry."

I gave it back to him. "You should really eat something," I told him.

"I'm not hungry," he repeated.

"Magnus," I said firmly. "I'm going to keep bugging you until you eat at least half of that. You've barely eaten anything all day and I'm not letting you sleep until you have something in your stomach."

He sighed but reached for the plate. "Fine," he muttered.

"Good."

I flipped on the mini flat screen that was mounted to the wall and watched a random show on MTV about a girl with a dollar sign in her name who I really didn't know or care about.

Magnus actually ate all of his salad. He handed me the empty plate. "Are you satisfied n ow?" he asked.

"Yes," I said, setting the plate on my bedside table. "Yes, I am." I looked at the clock and it was only about nine so I snuggled into Magnus's arms and gave him the remote. "Watch whatever you like," I told him.

"Oh, I understand," he said, flipping through the channels. "If I eat all of my dinner then I get remote privileges." He picked some random cooking competition on Food Network. "Sounds like a good deal to me."

I don't know how long we stayed like that, settled in each other's arms, but it was nice and I wanted to stay like that forever.

At 11:15, my cell phone buzzed, notifying me that I had a text message. It was from Isabelle:
Mom alert!

"Damnit," I whispered. I disentangled myself from Magnus and scooted farther away from him. He looked at me with a raised eyebrow but I didn't have time to answer him because my mom walked in at that exact moment.

"Boys," she said. "Lights out in ten, okay? It's a school night." She walked over to the table and picked up the empty salad plate. "I'll just take this for you." She kissed me on the forehead which made me blush a little. I was eighteen, not four. "Goodnight Alexander."

"'Night," I muttered.

She stood up straight and smiled over at Magnus. "Goodnight Magnus."

He smiled back at her. "Goodnight Mrs. Lightwood."

"Please," she said, walking to the door. "Call me Maryse." Then she was gone.

I got out my cell phone. There was another text from Isabelle:
Youre welcome ;)

I texted her back:
Howd you know?

This is the answer I got:
Im a ninja

I decided not to answer her and just shook my head. It was then that I realized Magnus was cracking up.

"What?" I asked.

"Your mom still kisses you goodnight," he said through laughter. "And your sister's a ninja!"

I blushed again but didn't say anything.

Magnus eventually calmed down and put his arm back around me. We turned out attention back to the cooking competition which, coincidentally, ended ten minutes later.

While Magnus went and brushed his teeth and take off his eyeliner, I turned off the lights and TV but made no move to leave the bed. When Magnus came back, I set and unset my alarm clock to make it look like I had a reason to be there.

Magnus got under the covers, laying next me, and I turned to face him.

"I don't want to move," I whispered.

"I don't want you to move," he whispered back.

"I don't have to," I suggested.

He put his hand on my side and moved closer to me. Our legs tangled together and I relaxed instantly. He smelled like vanilla.

"You know," he said, pressing his forehead to mine. "I've had a crush on you for a long time."

That was the one thing I didn't know about Magnus Bane.

"How long?" I asked.

"Oh, I don't know," he said nonchalantly. "Like eight years."

That was really unexpected but I didn't tell him that. "Why didn't you tell me?" I asked instead.

"You claimed you were straight so I thought I had no chance," he explained. "I still can't believe that I've kissed you before," he said. "And I can kiss you again." He kissed me sweetly. "And again." Kiss. "And again." Kiss.

I tried to pull him closer to me, but we were already as close as physically possible without becoming one person. Our lips were pressed together, as were our chests, stomachs, and everything below.

It was amazing.

Our kissing got hotter and more eager. Eager enough that both of our shirts were gone in a matter of seconds.

I had never gone that far before. Not with anyone. I wanted to keep going even further, but I also kind of wanted to stop. I liked Magnus, A LOT, but I was scared. Scared of rejection, of hurt… of love.

Could you fall in love with someone in a matter of days?

I think the answer is yes, because I'm definitely falling head over heels for Magnus.

"What's wrong?" Magnus asked, snapping me out of my thoughts. "You tensed up."

"Nothing's wrong," I said. I put my index finger on his hip and started tracing invisible random swirls and patterns. "Just thinking."

"About what?" he asked

I shrugged, still moving my finger along the smooth skin on his hip. "It's not important," I said. Wherever my finger went, little Goosebumps were left behind.

"Everything you say is important to me, Alec," Magnus said, making me smile. "And besides," he added. "You already got me to take my shirt off, the least you can do is talk to me."

I laughed a little and stopped staring at his hip so I could look into his gold-green eyes. "I was thinking about you and how happy I am that you're here," I said, only slightly lying. "But then I started thinking about why you're here and that kind of killed it."

"Oh," he said, nodding. "I was thinking the same thing while you were eating. It's not the best reason to be here…" He kissed me, this time soft and sweet. "But I'm glad I'm here with you instead of all alone at my house."

"Speaking of your house," I began. "How are you feeding Chairman Meow?"

"He's staying at Jamie's house until further notice," he said.

"Oh… I hate saying this, but we should go to sleep," I said.

Magnus sighed. "I know," he said sadly. "But can you stay here tonight?"

I wasn't moving anytime soon. "Of course."

He kissed me one more time and I smiled against his lips. I rolled over and Magnus put his arms around me, holding me close. Then I locked our fingers together and we both fell into a peaceful sleep.

I awoke to my alarm clock beeping at me and I realized that Magnus still had his arms around me. I reached over to shut up my alarm clock and turned to face Magnus. I put my hand on his face and stroked his hair until he opened his eyes.

"Morning," I said quietly.

He smiled a little and yawned. "What time is it?" he asked groggily.

"5:30."

"You Lightwood's get up too damn early," he muttered.

"How about I go take a shower and you can sleep while I'm gone," I suggested.

"Alright," he said. "But be slow."

I laughed and gather my clothes for the day- just jeans and a black t-shirt the usual.

I walked into the bathroom and closed the door behind me. The bathroom had changed drastically since Magnus had moved in. He had all of his hair products on nice smelling body soaps on the side of the shower and the sink.

I turned on the water and stripped off my clothes. When I stepped inside the shower, the water was already warm and I noticed something odd on the shower floor. It was what looked like a bottle of body wash but it was in a different language. French, I think. It must've been Magnus's. I didn't think he would mind, so I picked it up and squeezed some into my hand. It was a bright orange-y pink, like a sunrise in a bottle, and it smelled like grapefruits. I shrugged and decided to use it.

When I stepped out of the shower, I felt clean and fresh and grapefruit-y. I wrapped a towel around my waist and went to go brush my teeth. I nearly used Magnus's toothbrush. His was one of those toothbrushes that played music when you brushed your teeth. His played Adam Lambert. Big shocker there…

I finished brushing my teeth (with my toothbrush) and pulled on my boxers. When I tried to put on my jeans though, they were a lot tighter than usual. They still fit me, but in a weird way. Either I had gained ten pounds overnight, or my jeans shrunk.

I walked out of the bathroom in just my too-tight jeans, and flicked on the light, earning a groan from Magnus.

"Get up," I said, throwing a pillow at him.

He sat up and glared at me, then started to chuckle.

"What?" I asked.

"Why are you wearing my skinny jeans?" he asked.

I looked down at the jeans again. "Oooh," I said. "That's why they're so tight." I made to take them off but Magnus jumped out of bed and stopped me.

"No, keep them on," he said. "You look hot."

"Oh," I said blushing. "Thanks."

"You can keep those," he said. "They're too small for me." He kissed me and then grinned again. "Are you wearing my pamplemousse?" he asked.

"Your what?"

"My French body soap that smells like grapefruits?" he said.

"Yeah…"

He raised an eyebrow. "Jeez, Alec," he said. "Fruity body soap and skinny jeans? I think I'm rubbing off on you." He walked into the bathroom, leaving me to think about just how he was rubbing off on me.

I pulled on my black t-shirt and made up my bed, remembering the night before.

I decided to go downstairs and eat breakfast while I waited for Magnus o finish in the bathroom. I figured it'd be a while.

I poured myself a bowl of cereal and sort of just swirled it around with my spoon. I wasn't really hungry.

No one else was up yet so I fed Church, our cat. He mewed happily and a scratched behind his ears before going back to my uneaten cereal.

I heard Magnus come down the stairs and my heart nearly stopped when I saw him. His hair was down and dark, falling over one of his eyes which were lined with black. He was wearing dark skinny jeans and a tight muscle shirt with a black and blue plaid button-down over top of it. How he did that in ten minutes was beyond me.

When he saw my face, his own brightened and he said, "I guess I look good today." He pecked my cheek and grabbed an apple from the basket on the counter.

It was only six so we lazed around for a good half hour and I finished my English essay. With Magnus's help of course. Actually, he kind of wrote it for me.

At 6:45 we all have to leave for school, and at 6:40 Magnus and I watched as Isabelle and Jace ran around the house like chickens with their heads cut off. Apparently they had both overslept and were running late, but they said that every day.

I turned to Magnus and asked, "Now do you see why I get up so early?" He just nodded and watched in amusement as Jace tripped over Church.

I hadn't even gotten to school yet and I knew that it was going to be a pretty good day.

Man, was I wrong.

A/N- Oh cliffhanger. And I think it's safe to say that this was the longest chapter yet. You're very welcome. And I expect lots of reviews because I tried very hard to get this up. I literally through my sister off the computer to get this posted. She hit me, but it's all good. I hit her back ;) *sibling looove* Anyways, review review REVIEW OR I WILL CRY AND THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE SUCKY! Just sayin…
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-Ella
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