Clary sank back into the plush couch before realizing that Jace had wrapped his arm around her shoulder. Sure, he had done the classic boyfriend/friend thing by putting his arm around her waist, but she hadn't been expecting him to go all out.
"So, um, what movie are we watching?" Clary wondered aloud.
Jace laughed and told her, "Well, your little quotations from Hercules really got me craving my childhood. So, Disney cartoons it is!"
Clary giggled. This wasn't the same egoistic guy she had met at the party or in the limo. So who was it? Clary asked herself.
She snuggled into Jace's side in a weak effort to stay warm. It was nearly as cold as Simon's basement. Jace chuckled and stood up. He returned a few minutes later with a large, fluffy comforter which he wrapped around Clary's small figure.
They watched Hercules, Mulan, Beauty and the Beast, and lastly, Cinderella. They started debated over the ending and plot of Cinderella.
"No person- not even a girl like her- would ever be lucky enough to sneak out, find a Fairy Godmother, get a dress and carriage, get to the ball, meet the prince, and instantly fall in love. No one ever gets lucky at all in love, or life, for that matter."
"Oh, come on Clary. You have to believe in at least true love's kiss, right?" Jace teased.
Clary looked down at the couch and picked at a thread. "No. I don't."
Jace stopped. Please, he prayed, let me help her find the fairytale ending she deserves. He had never been all that religious, but he wanted to help her as much as he could without hurting her and if that meant praying, so be it.
And then, that feeling came over him. A warm, happy glow that made him lean down to her face and pick her chin up. "Maybe I can prove you wrong about that then."
Clary was in shock. He was going to kiss her. Kiss her. Clary mentally panicked; the only time she had ever been kissed was when she and Simon had been playing Truth or Dare. He had dared her to kiss him. She had too, and she gave herself about twenty cootie shots afterward. Hey, she had been six!
To Jace, it felt like slow motion as he leaned down to meet her lips. To Clary, it felt like forever, and she inwardly screamed, Come on! Please, just kiss me already!
That moment was one they'd never forget. They met with a spark, one that drove them both into a temporary madness. Clary wound her fingers into his golden hair as Jace pulled her closer. The kiss morphed into a slight make out session, ending with Jace pulling back and smirking.
"Did that change your mind, Miss Shortcake?"
Clary snorted. "You wish."
Sorry it's short. Wanted to give y'all something before I got too busy. But to answer a question I got in a review, sorry I don't remember your name, I'm in the talent agency for acting, modeling, singing, and dancing. BUT THE CLACE. It drove me crazy writing this, trying to stop myself from going crazy. So... Yeah.
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