Simon's POV
He knocked on Clary's door.
He wanted her to remember him.
He wanted her to remember every memory they had.
He wanted her to remember everything, but he knew she couldn't remember anyone.
But he really thought she would've remembered.
He was her best friend since second grade.
He was with her through everything.
He was with her through her first break up.
He was there when her mother died.
He was with her through everything.
And all that time he was in the shadows.
He was in Jace's shadow.
Jace was always there flirting with her, wanting her, loving her.
But little did Clary know he wanted to do the same thing Jace was doing, but he just sat by, watching.
Watching him take Clary away from Simon.
Simon's best friend was being taken away.
It all happened so slow but it felt so fast.
He thought it was all over.
He thought she was gone forever.
Then the accident happened.
Then she got Amnesia.
She couldn't remember anyone.
But he thought maybe she would remember him.
Maybe she would remember the boy who was her best friend.
Maybe she would remember the boy who loved her.
Maybe just maybe she would come back to him.
But she didn't come back.
Instead she was pushed further away.
But not just Simon this time.
Jace too.
So Simon was determined to get he back before he could.
But Jace was as determined as he was.
"Come in!"
He took a deep breath.
This was his chance.
This was his chance to get his love back.
This was his chance to get Clary back.
He opened the door.
Clary looked at him surprised.
"Simon." She breathed turning to see him.
He stepped farther in to the apartment.
The air was filled with so much tension in the air you could cut it with a butterfly knife.
She looked at him with so many emotions.
Surprise, confusion, nervousness, everything he didn't want to see on her face.
"Yeah it's me."
She gulped and he saw her Adams's apple bob up and down.
"What are you doing here?" She asked and he felt his world tumble and crush around him.
Did he need a reason to visit his best friend, the person he was closest to.
He didn't want her to wonder why he came to her apartment.
He wanted her to welcome him into her apartment with open arms, ready to greet him.
"I want to take you out to dinner."
She looked at me.
"Where?" She asked curiously.
He smiled.
He felt his huge glasses tickling his nose as he smiled and his eyes wrinkle too.
Clary always commented on his eye crinkling he would glare at her when she remarked about it.
But looking at her now he missed her snarky statements.
"Somewhere. Come on."
She followed him out of the apartment and to his old red BMW
The ride was silent and unnerving.
He glanced at her.
She was gazing window, oblivious to everything around her.
He always liked that about her.
He liked how she could get lost easily.
He wished he could get lost in the world so easily.
But he could only do that when he was looking at Clary.
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They pulled up to Taki's.
Clary looked up and read the sign.
"Taki's" She breathed.
He nodded.
"You used to come here with us." He said getting the car to help Clary.
She looked at him with her eyebrows raised.
"Who's 'us'?" She asked.
He sighed.
"You, me, Jace, Isabelle, and Alec."
"Does Alec and Isabelle hate me?"She asked shyly.
He laughed and shook his head.
"No they're just not very friendly."
She looked at him.
"Are they my friends?"
He shook his head.
"There more like an acquaintance."
They ordered their food and sat down at the table in the very back corner.
"What's going on with you and Isabelle?"
He looked at her with his eyebrow raised.
He wasn't expecting that.
"She's my girlfriend."
She nodded.
"What about you and Jace?" He asked eagerly.
He wanted to know what was going on with them.
She shrugged.
"We're friends."
He nodded.
"What have you been doing since the accident."
She gazed up at him as their .
She looked down at her hamburger and fries fries and dug in.
She still ate easily like used to before what happened.
She seemed to have forgotten about his question.
Now his question just floated in the air as she chewed her hamburger.
"You've always liked food." He commented.
She looked up at him with a mouth full of food.
She swallowed and looked at him.
"Foods good."
He smiled
The tension lifted from the air a bit.
It was light now.
It was like old times again.
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He parked in front of her apartment.
"Thanks Simon."
He looked at her and nodded.
She got out and he watched as she walked to the door.
A/N: I'm sorry it's so sucky but I had to use my tablet again.
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