Why does everyone tend to view my story a lot on Saturdays (that's fine because it's the weekend) and... Thursdays?! Anyway, I think I'm going to start doing that cruel thing where I don't update till I get 7 (favorite number) reviews. I might do follows/favorites instead, but guest readers can't follow and favorite so... You guys will tell I'm starting this up if I don't update. Though if I do not get 7 reviews, then I will update, but I'll feel sad; really sad ;-;.
Disclaimer: NOTHING belongs to me from TIWHiLL or TMI, smash (smush...smoosh?) them together and here comes a story.
~* Chappie 10 *~
Feet striking the ground were the only sounds audible. The constant thunk, thunk, thunk,of boots, sneakers and uncomfortable shoes hammering behind Jace. He could feel his heart drumming at a regular but rapid pace. It had only been less than a minute, but he could feel beads of moisture springing up on his forehead. Beside Jace, Clary didn't seem to be doing much better. Her breaths were coming at wavering rates and hair plastered down with sweat. But she still kept up, seeming to find the running effortless as she sprinted slightly ahead of Jace. The beatings of footsteps evanesce as soon as they passed the next road. Faint patters were all that was left, and Jace, at first, thought it was the fans desperate enough to try and keep up. However, soon Jace felt icy pinpricks on his arms, and became aware of the drizzle of rain spattering down.
The small drizzle soon became heavy rain. All the fans had retreated long ago; Clary and Jace were walking and laughing under the rain. Water trickled down into Jace's collar and back. The small trails of water leaving frosty streams, refreshing him. Clary appeared to slip on the slick road, and seized hold of the closest stable object, which so happened to be Jace. She firmly used his neck as support, not realizing that her support pillar was a living, moving object.
Jace grinned and assisted Clary back to steady feet. Her large eyes stared up at him, and he gazed back at her. Registering where her arms were, Clary unwound them from his neck, breaking the cliché moment.
Eventually, Jace spoke up under the pouring rain. "Do you want to go somewhere or would you like to continue under the flooding rain?"
Clary had to shout over the clatter of rain hitting the ground. "I think it would be a good idea to go inside. Well, it makes no difference now, we're already drenched through and through!"
A drop of rain rolled down from Clary's cheek, and Jace had the unexpected urge to wipe it away. When he glanced down, he saw his hand already made it halfway to doing the gesture. Quickly, he slapped his arm back to his side, but not before Clary caught a glimpse of the motion.
Averting her eyes, she unlatched her mouth, but the words were quickly drowned by sneezes. Feeling a surge of concern rushing through Jace, he wrapped a single arm around Clary's stomach, trying his best to share his body-heat with her.
Regarding his gesture, Clary flashed him a smile, still weary from her sneezes.
"If you're still not going to change your mind about standing here in the gushing rain, I myself feel like going back to my trailer and waiting out this horrendous storm. I shall gladly accept anyone who comes walking along with me." Jace tried. Keeping his arm stationary around Clary's torso.
Before Clary answered, Jace began to stroll off, and with the arm still around Clary, hauled her along with him. He ignored Clary's objections and protests as she stumbled and slipped behind him.
The rain blurred Jace's vision a bit, but he still distinguished the shape of his trailer in the vacant parking lot. Swinging open the heavy, metal door, Jace and Clary entered the vehicle, the rain cascading their hair halting abruptly. Clary breathed out as if relieved for the drops hitting her head to have stopped.
They slumped next to each other against the far wall. Shoulder to shoulder, they sat in heavy silence staring down at their feet. Clary's head unexpectedly fell onto Jace's shoulder. Not knowing exactly what to do, Jace ran a hand against the back of her head to smooth her hair down. But not until Clary's head flopped forwards, did Jace became aware of her slumbering figure.
Sighing, Jace brought Clary's petite frame into his arms and carried her to his temporary couch. Jace himself settled in the same couch and rested her head onto his lap. He stared down at her closed lids and relaxed features. Her face lacking the usually cheerfulness and bright demeanor that followed her around everywhere. Though she still seemed calm lying on Jace's thighs.
Not meaning to, Jace's sunk into the comfortable sofa and lolled his head onto the armrest. His eyes fluttered closed and he walked into a dreamless sleep.
:O such little updates in 4 days! Hope you guys are fine with that (I'm not). Thank you all for viewing, faving, following and reviewing even though I hadn't recently updated. HOPEFULLY I will write soon.
-That Piggles .3.