Chapter 10! Yayy. Has anyone seen Les Miserable yet? I've seen it twice and it was AMAZING! I love love love Eddie Redmayne! When he sings empty chairs at empty tables…. Oh man :') Heaven. Anyway here is the next chapter
Clary sat on the sofa in her front room as she waited for Jace to come pick her up for their date. It was almost 7 and her palms were already sweating. She didn't even think she liked Jace, well she had always liked him as a friend but she never really thought about it going farther. It would explain why she always got butterflies around him or couldn't stop blushing when she talked to him though. Clary smiled and replayed their kiss in her mind over and over again. Jace lightwood was a great kisser, to say the least, she loved the way that he could drive her crazy with only one touch. Her stomach tingled as she remembered the feel of his hand against her cheek. She was wrapped in her thoughts when someone knocked on the door. She stood and wiped her hands on her jeans, pausing at the mirror in the hallway for a minute to check her reflection. She had decided to wear dark skinny jeans and a form fitting green sweater that made eyes pop and her hair look like it was on fire. She had though opted to put it in a pony instead of leaving it down.
She turned from the mirror and opened the door. She blinked at Jace who was leaning casually against her doorframe in jeans and a black sweater that fit tight against his muscles. He smiled when he saw her.
'You look beautiful Clary.' He put his hand up to her hair and pulled the hair tier out of her hair, letting her curls fall loose down her back. 'Beautiful.'
She blushed looking down at her toes.
Jace stood to the side as she shut the door and quickly locked it before slipping her keys into her bag. Jace put his hand out, offering it to Clary to take. She blushed and bite her lips before taking it and heading down the hall. The cool autumn air hit them as they stepped out of the apartment building. Clary moved closer to Jace to avoid the chill of the October air. They walked for a few minutes in silence before Clary started to wonder where they were going.
'So Jace, where are we going again?'
Jace looked at her from the corner of his eye. 'Oh you know, here and there.'
She smiled and shook her head, for the time being okay with not knowing where tonight was going to take her.
Jace looked over at Clary as they walked down the streets of New York. She looked beautiful in her green sweater that made her eyes impossibly greener and her hair, that was now blowing gracefully behind her, look like it was on fire. Jace tightened his grip on her hand slightly, basking in the warmth of her tiny palm pressed to his. He turned a corner entering the tourist district of New York City. Clary looked confused as to where they were going but he didn't want to ruin the surprise yet. He led her down another street until they came to 'Johns Pizzeria'. He had discovered this restaurant was overpriced and always busy and loud but they had the best pizza in all of New York. Most people who actually lived in New York stayed away from the tourist areas but Jace didn't mind adventuring to the tourist district. Many New Yorkers had never seen some of the attractions in New York, or they missed out on finding a really good restaurant (such as John's pizzeria) because they didn't venture into tourist traps. Jace shrugged to himself. He didn't mind the wait or the prices. As prices went this place wasn't that bad. He led Clary into the restaurant and gave his name to the host. Having called ahead the moment the restaurant opened and reserved a table they were seated right away, with many disgruntled looks from waiting crowds. They sat in a secluded part of the restaurant that was not a noisy as the rest of the place. Jace watched as Clary sat in her chair and pulled the napkin onto her lap.
She looked up at him. 'This place is awesome Jace.'
She looked around with bright eyes at the traditional Italian setting. Jace laughed.
'Have you ever been here?'
Clary shook her head.
'You know, you'd think after moving to New York you would do some of the tourist things.'
Clary laughed, it set butterflies off in Jaces stomach. 'I moved back to New York, I've already done all the tourist things.'
Jace raised an eyebrow. 'Then how come you've not been here before?'
'Have you ever been to the bagel shop on 45th street?' Clary answered his question with a question.
Jace hesitated know fully where this conversation was going to go. 'No.'
Clary gasped in pretend shock 'Jace, I'm shocked. I thought you did all of the tourist things.'
Truth be told the bagel shop wasn't exactly a 'tourist thing' it was very well known by locals for serving the best bagels in New York but hey it was something she knew that he didn't.
'You'll just have to take me to it one day then.' Clary smiled at his words. She didn't have time to respond before the waiter came to take their order. They decided to split a pizza, half just cheese (for Clary) and half pepperoni (for Jace). They idly chatted until their food came. Jace watched Clary as she took a bite of her pizza. It was amazing, she couldn't believe that a pizza could taste so good.
Forty five minutes later they were again walking the streets of New York hand in hand. Clary had grumbled as Jace had insisted that he pay for dinner, 'after all I asked you out.' Clary was secretly relieved because she had barely any money with her. They walked through random streets, passing through the theater district just as a showing of 'The Phantom of the Opera' was ending. The street flooded with people, Clary gripped Jaces arm so they wouldn't get separated. Jace and Clary laughed as they quickly darted through the crowd into a less crowded street. They slowed to catch their breath before continuing to walk down the street. They walked in comfortable silence until they reached the entrance to Central Park. The pair settled themselves under an old oak tree.
'So Clary, why the sudden move to New York?' he asked lightly. Clary shifted uncomfortably, not wanting to talk about her mother's untimely death.
'I should be asking you the same question Mr. Lightwood. It does seem that you move in AFTER I did.'
Jace laughed, 'touché. Alec, Isabelle, and I moved into the apartment so that we can go to school in the city.'
'What about your parents?'
'They have a house just outside of New York, we go to visit them and they come here but it was just easy then us having to make a commute every day.'
'Oh. That's cool.'
Jace nodded resting his head against the trunk of the tree.
'You never answered my question.'
Clary looked down at the sleeve of her sweater as she picked at it.
'I lived with my mum until a couple of months ago. Then I moved in with my dad and brother.'
'Why'd you leave your mom?'
'She died. She was in a car crash.'
Jace looked down at her with sorrow and pity in his eyes. 'I'm sorry, I didn't know.'
'Of course you didn't know silly, I just told you.'
Jace smiled and shook his head before wrapping an arm around her shoulders. They sat under the tree watching the stars slowly begin to peak out in the night before getting up to walk home. They walked with Jaces arm wrapped around Clarys waist and her arm around his. They stood facing each other at the door of her apartment building. Jace picked her hand up, gently placing his lips against her knuckles.
'Until tomorrow, M'lady.'
Clary giggled as he put a finger under her chin and tilted her head up towards him. Their lips met in a short but passionate kiss before he pulled away and walked towards his building, only pausing until she was safety in her building and walking up the stairs.
Clary sighed contently as she walked to her apartment. She shoved her keys in the lock pausing confused when she realized that the door was already unlocked. Her eyes widened in fear as she put two and two together. They were not supposed to be home until Tuesday. She swallowed nosily when she walked into the apartment, where her father was waiting in the hall for her.
They got home early.
OHHHH their back! What's gunna happen? You'll just have to wait and find out ;)
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