Clary POV
Jace was stiff all the back to his room and I figured it wasn't because we got caught. I stood in front of his door while he took my bags to my room, confused by his behavior. His breathing stopped when he looked back towards the end of the hallway, obviously pissed at the sight before him. I jumped as he grabbed my arm gently and pulled me into his room, slamming the door behind him.
"Jace," I sat on the bed, pulling him down with me. "What is wrong with you?"
"WHAT DO YOU…?" He stopped himself, realizing I was freaked out. "Sorry. I'm just agitated."
"Why?" I wrapped my arms around his front. He hadn't been like this around me before.
I heard him take in a breath, calming down at my touch. "I just saw Izzy walking around with your brother. I don't like him being that close to her. I guess that's how he feels about me huh?" He chuckled, wrapping his arm around my shoulders. "I didn't mean to yell. I just get pissed off or stressed out and it happens."
"If you ever need to calm down then come straight to me." I felt him laugh even harder as I pressed against him. "I'm serious, don't laugh."
Jace leaned back, taking my body with him. "I know I will. Just be ready to hug me before I kill someone, okay?" I raked my hand over his chest in response. Mentally I was trying to block out any perverted thoughts as he ran his free hand down my thigh. "Should we continue where we left off or?" We really didn't speak after he asked because we knew the answer. Yes, I wanted to go back to where we were because I was relaxed. Without realizing it, I hung from him again, gently swinging above the sheets. Jace raked a hand though my hair, pushing it back from my face. "I love you."
"I love you too." I barely got the words out before he pressed his lips to mine. The sheets cushioned my back as Jace lowered us, pulling me farther into the depths of my mind. Losing my grip on reality felt right with him. We stayed like that, him on top of me, until he brushed my face with his thumb and got off. My legs untangled on their own while my mind settled. "I hope we never have to go back to school. No rumors or lies can affect us here."
"Someone really wants me to stay off the field then." Why would he think that?
I turned on my side to face him. "I don't want you to stop playing football! I'd love to see you play. I just like not dealing with the bitches." He raised his eyebrow before grinning.
"Someone call the cops; we have a badass." I punched his chest before laughing myself. Though, in all honesty, I did not consider myself a badass. "Let's just take a nap. I'm tired."
"So I'm tired too?" He trapped me under his arm, not leaving me any wiggle room.
"Unless you want to leave this comfy bed then yes, you are tired." I was not one for executive decisions but this one was better than any other option. I snuggled onto his chest, closing my eyes in the process, and fell asleep.
Alec POV
Those two were adorable, too adorable. I opened Jace's door to check on him. Instead of finding anything morally compromising I found them asleep, Clary sprawled out on top of him. Telling them what mom had to say would be the worst thing I could do right now. Gently, I closed the door. Someone grabbed my pant leg and I jumped, almost knocking them down as I fell on my butt. Max stood above me, laughing at my obvious embarrassment.
"Max… What's up?" He offered me a hand as I pulled myself up.
"I want to know what is going on! Mom refuses to tell me. Izzy told me not to worry about it, and that Jon guy says I need to forget about it. Can you please tell me?" He used the puppy dog eyes no one could resist. Damn it…
"Jon overreacted when he overheard a few things between Clary and Jace. It's fine now. Okay bud?" Max looked at me like I was treating him like a small child.
"Alec, I'm not stupid. I know that much. What did Jon overhear? Was it bad?" Err, how do you tell a younger kid about slightly sexual noises? I sighed, putting my hand over my forehead.
"They were bad in a very grown up way. Jon thought they were up to something when they weren't. Is that all?"
"Fine. That's good enough. I'll be back though." He slid back into his room with his comic books, looking me in the eyes the entire way. He could be very cryptic for a comic book kid. I walked away before he could ask more.
When I came into the kitchen I froze. Jon was staring at Izzy's ass while she took the pizza out of the oven where we had put it to keep it warm. I coughed loud enough to spook the two of them.
"Hey. You tell them we are going back to school Monday?" Izzy said, ignoring Jon's glances.
"They are sleeping right now so I'll wait till they wake up." Jon watched me as I sat at the counter, suspicious.
"Just sleeping?" I nodded, not in the mood to deal with him. "Okay then, can I have some of that pizza now?" Typical teenage boy…
"Izzy, can we talk for a second?" Jon took no notice of us as he ate, allowing us to slip outside the door.
She stopped in front of me as soon as we were out. "What's up?"
"What's up? Like you didn't notice! He's checking you out and I don't like it. Neither does Jace actually."
Iz puffed up before ranting. "A. I noticed already. B. I called Simon five minutes ago to see if he could come over, he said yes. C. Why the hell do you care so much? Guys do that all the time at school!" She paused, trying to calm down. "It' not like I like him like that. So relax and wait for them to wake up. Because if I catch you giving him the evil eye I will crush your fragile hopes of not letting dad know you are gay." I watched her bite her lip, obviously aware she went too far. "Sorry. Too far, I know."
I laid a hand on her shoulder, sighing heavily. "I know you don't like him, okay? I'm just protective of you. You are my sister. I trust you Izzy." She turned around smiling and headed back to the kitchen a little too proud of herself. I retreated to the living room and pulled out my phone. I needed to call Magnus.
Jace POV
My eyes opened slowly as my brain processed where I was. At first I saw a sea of red, then realized it was Clary sprawled all over my chest. I grinned and tried to push her onto the pillow beside me but her arm was placed in an uncomfortable place. I glanced at my crotch nervously. Her arm was twisted around my right upper thigh, elbow laying over, well, that. If I woke her up I would either get nailed in the crotch or worse. Gently, I leaned up and gripped her arm, pulling it up to my chest. Her hand caught hold of my junk by accident and I froze. I should not be enjoying this, nope. Her hold let up after five minutes of pure embarrassment. I was able to move her body over finally, breathing a sigh of relief. She shifted on the pillow beside me, groaning as she woke up.
"Hey, you enjoy your nap?" Her sleepy voice was adorable but I needed to relieve something before she saw it.
"Yeah. You can sleep a bit longer if you want. I'm sorry I woke you up." My legs slid over the side of the bed, effectively blocking her view with my back. She mumbled something unintelligent before slipping into sleep again.
The bathroom couldn't have been farther away, it was torture. The floor creaked under my feet, threating to wake her up. Finally I reached the door and swung it open. I sat on the toilet, pants already dropped, and relieved myself. Minutes passed by with only the sound of my groans filling the bathroom. It was hard to control considering Clary was on my mind. When I finished, I pulled everything back up and washed my hands. Secretly I hoped she was awake, that she had heard me, but I knew that was my hormones talking. When I opened the door, I almost died of embarrassment. She was sitting up on the bed with her sketch pad, grinning as she looked over at me.
"I see your morning wood came. Enjoy yourself?" Clary reached for her art bag, pulling out more pens.
"If you knew why it came you wouldn't be talking. Believe me," I padded over to her and sat behind her. She sat on my lap, making herself comfy.
"Try me." She whispered. Her breath hitched as I leaned towards her ear, brushing my thumb against her lobe.
"You grabbed me in your sleep. I wonder what that curly mess was thinking about, hmm." I could hear her gasp and guessed she was scarlet without even looking. She slowly turned her face towards me, looking as innocent as she could. If not for the coloring on her face I may have believed her.
"You are kidding right?" Her eyes were pleading but I knew the answer, so did she.
"Nope. You grabbed them nice and tight for a few minutes." She smacked my chest, dropping the sketch pad on the bed. "I honestly didn't know what to do with you at that point." Clary tried to jump off of my lap and land on the floor. I, of course, wrapped my arms around her waist before she could. It was like having a small child in my arms with all the wiggling she did.
"Let me go! I don't want to hear anymore." She grunted through her teeth.
"That's all I had to say. Do you know how adorable you are when you pretend to be angry at me?" I watched her try and fight her own laughter. It was barely a battle as she succumbed to it.
"You are an asshole." I ignored her comment and laid back down. She could insult me all she wanted. The door squeaked and I leaned up. "Where you going?"
"I want to eat something. You coming or not?" She leaned in the door frame, smirking.
In less than a minute I joined her, jogging beside her in the hall. "You recover fast."
"It's a talent." Snarky little thing. "I do stupid stuff so recovering is priority."
She stopped before the hall ended and stuck out her tongue.
"Miss, are you trying to tempt me?" Her expression changed as I said it, tensing then relaxing.
"Only if you have good intentions sir." Clary curtsied in front of me, trying to hold back her laughter. I couldn't help but.
"You little vixen." Alec startled the two of us, looking over his shoulder. He put the phone down and smiled. "Hey guys, I'm talking to Magnus. Sorry." We had a good laugh as he walked away.
"I seriously thought he was talking to me. Do they always?" Clary slowed her pace so I could walk beside her.
"Yeah. You should hear their skype conversations, it's usually pretty hilarious." I laughed, taking her hand. "So what do you want to do now?"
"Marvel movie marathon and Netflix. I call the remote!" She ran off without me, leaving me confused and stunned for a few moments.
"Wait! We didn't even discuss this!" I called after her. Her laughter vibrated off the halls as I ran after her. "Where are you little red?" She wasn't in the living room when I arrived at the door way, weird. Someone wrapped their arms around my waist and I knew exactly who. "There you are." She gasped as I turned around and picked her up.
"Jace! Let me go!" She was a freaking wiggle worm.
"Nope!" I didn't sit her down until I was settled on the couch, remote in hand. "You said cop shows right?"
"Marvel movies, I said Marvel movies." Clary grumbled under her breath, clearly annoyed. She kept her eyes on the television, ignoring me. "This isn't so bad."
"I was about to switch to Netflix but okay. I'll keep it on this channel." I could feel the fatigue from watching three hours of CSI hitting me. But instead of sleeping I got to hear the worst thing I'd heard all day.
"Guys, sit up. Please." Izzy entered with Jon, who was obviously hovering behind Simon. Simon? When did he get here? "Mom called earlier from work. She talked with the principle this afternoon. We are clear to go to school on Monday. If any press enter the police will stop them." She sounded so calm.
"You mean we have to go back?" Clary sounded defeated. She lay on my chest, gripping my shirt in her hands.
"Unfortunately, yes." Alec muttered. "At least we have three days to prepare this time."
"This time?" Now Jon was asking questions. Lovely…
"We were targeted a while back. When we were cleared we had a few hours until school started. It was hell." Alec hated this story and I knew it.
"So, everything will be normal?" Clary, why would you ask that?
"No. It will be worse for everyone but soon someone will be knocked up and no one will focus on it. We just have to wait."
Everyone sat in silence until Izzy piped up. "Good thing is Clary and Jon will still stay with us until the media officially goes away." I breathed a sigh of relief and regret. We were free but we weren't. Oh happy day…..
Hey! I will be gone from Jan 7th- Jan 17th to Spain for a school trip so I decided to cram a chapter in before I left. Also, while I'm gone I will not have my devices so I will not be able to check for approximately ten days. Hope everyone has had a good new year and survives going back to school.
I'll miss you all and love ya.
-A