I'm back. :) With another amazing chapter, of course. Sorry I've kind of waited all day to put it up, but my Mom insisted I take a day off from electronics. *annoyed sigh* It was very difficult. Oh and before I forget to mention it, fanfiction apparently hates me and keeps messing up my documents when I upload them. I try to fix them all the way, but sometimes it doesn't save everything, so I'm sorry for any odd errors. Oh and the song mentioned is Trouble by NeverShoutNever, my favorite band ever. Look them up. Well since I'm dying to hear what you think of this chapter, I'll just quit rambling. Enjoy! :D

Clary's P.O.V.

"I am never drinking again." I grumbled, dragging my feet towards the kitchen to pour myself a large helping of orange juice to subdue my slight hangover. I have had worse nights, throwing up on people, accidentally passing out in someone else's bed, Hell I even made out with a girl once or twice. But never, ever, had I made such a fool out of myself as I had last night.

I could recall everything so vividly like I usual did. Getting all dolled up and hoping Jace would notice me before hand. Simon showed up and I happily introducing him to Isabelle. Jon telling me I could drink whatever and however much I wanted and me gladly accepting his offer, despite the fact I knew I shouldn't drink as much as I did. But people kept handing me shots and glasses of their signature concoctions offering for me to try a sip and how could I be rude and just say no?

I shook my head, face palming my forehead when I remembered the later part of the party. I had been trying to get Jace's attention all night, smiling at him and flirting across the room. He had ignored me for most of it, until Raphael had started asking me just exactly how underage I was. He had swooped in, sending everyone off to bed and walking me to the door. Of course being in the drunken stupor that I was I had fallen, skinning my knee, and Jace carried me to Trey's room as I insulted him relentlessly.

I absentmindedly moved my hand to my knee cap, feeling the sore patch and pulled away to take another large gulp of my juice. My face heated up as I thought about what happened next.

I remember him telling me goodnight and all I could think was that I didn't want to be alone and I wanted him to stay. I could still feel his skin on my lips as I tried desperately to persuade him to kiss me, to hold me in his arms and make me feel loved. I could still remember the smell of his cologne and the reek of alcohol on his breath as I ran my hands across his flat stomache. Enjoying every last bit of his chiseled body until he had to ruin my fun. I was going to protest that he had already tried the other day when suddenly everything felt too heavy and I closed my eyes, surrounding myself in blackness.

I will never be able to look at him again.

I felt a sad pang in my heart and I realized just how much I liked the self-centered egotistical blonde. I thought of his eyes resembling molten gold and his consistent smirk that constantly drifted around my mind all day. I really was falling for this boy. Hard.

I decided I needed to distract myself and tried to think of a song to entertain myself while I found something to eat. I closed my eyes and tried to clear my head, letting lyrics flood my brain until I found one that stuck out more than the others. I pulled out my iPod touch, searching through the albums until I found it and I pressed play, letting the music stream from the small speaker. I placed it safely in my Rise Against tank top before moving around the room preparing to cook some food to subdue my growling stomache and sang along.

"I'm in trouble, I'm an addict, I'm addicted to this boy." I substituted for my situation, picturing Jace in my head smiling. "He's got my heart tied in a knot and my stomach in a whirl, but even worse I can't stop calling him. He's all I want and more. I mean damn, what's not to adore?"
"I've been playing too much guitar. I've been listening to jazz. I call so many times I swear he's going mad and that cellular will be the death of us I swear it." I spun around, caught in the moment and saw Jace staring at me with a hint of a smile on his lips similar to how I had pictured him moments ago. I whispered the last part in shock. "I swear."
"What you're not going to finish it?" He asked me, crossing his arms and giving me a mocking grin, causing me to blush pink. I paused the music and sat the electronic on the island.

"I don't sing in front of other people." I informed him quietly and began hustling around the kitchen to avoid having to look directly at him. Images of last night flashed in front of my vision and I felt my head start to spin nervously. I shook my head and turned on the oven, placing the tray of pepperoni pizza rolls inside before abruptly slamming it shut.

"Really?" I glanced at him and he seemed to be genuinely surprised. "You have a beautiful voice. You should sing more often, I like it."

"Thanks, but I don't exactly aim to please you, so I'll just keep it to myself." I gave him an overly sweet smile and tilted my head cheekily.

""That's not what you were saying last night." My smile quickly faded off my face and he smirked, knowing he had said the perfect thing.

"Shut up. I wasn't in the right mind yesterday." I stuck my tongue out childishly and placed my hands on my narrow hips furiously.

"In fact you said lots of flattering things to me." He nodded his head agreeing with himself and my face paled.

"Like what?" I gulped, trying to remember everything I had said and then I remembered what he meant. I had let the thought slip out and until now I didn't even think I really spoke the words.

"You're so pretty Jace. You should be a model." He mocked me in a high pitched feminine voice that I hoped sounded nothing like me. I pushed him in the chest.

"Shut up! Everyone looks more attractive when you're drunk, it's a proven fact." His lips only seemed to curve up more and he stepped closer to me, bending forward to whisper in my ear.

"You were practically begging me to touch you, to hold you, to kiss you." He taunted me and drawled out each work, running his fingers up my arms and across my neck stopping before he reached the curve of my lips.

"Shut up!" I growled again angered with his relentless mockery. My cheeks would have probably blushed more if it wasn't for the fact my face was red with anger. He hunched over, stopping when his face was a mere inch away from mine.

"Make me." He whispered and I glared again. I wanted to slap him, make him quit aggravating me, but most of all I wanted to kiss him. And that's exactly what I did.

I gripped his face in my hands and smashed his lips against mine. His golden eyes widened for a moment before his body relaxed and he pulled me against him feverishly. I felt my eyes flutter closed and I kissed him again, not as harsh this time. His tongue tasted minty as he ran it along the bottom of my mouth, silently asking permission to enter. I opened my lips willingly and draped my arms around his neck, desperate to have him all to myself. His tongue slid alongside mine as we explored each other enthusiastically.

I felt a burst of pain as I realized we had stumbled backwards and I had slam into the island's side. Jace suddenly lifted me up and positioned me on the counter's edge, my legs snaking around his waist, locking them in place. I felt a swelling in his pants as his lips left mine and trailed down my throat, biting and nibbling at the sensitive spot before sucking on my skin soothingly.

A moan escaped my lips as he pushed against my core harder, causing a burst of pleasure throughout my body. I began to slowly raise my hips, thrusting myself against him and grinned successfully when a long groan escaped him as well. I repeated the motion and grabbed his face, pulling him back to mine. I bit down on his bottom lip and tugged on it lightly before running my tongue over it slowly.

"Clary." His voice was deep and husky, sending chills down my back at how sexy he sounded muttering my name.

"Mhm?"I asked carelessly as I came down on him again making him growl in delight.

"You're phone is ringing." Jace informed me and I could suddenly hear the lyrics to The Joker floating up to me from my front pocket. I dug my hand into the depths of my pajama pants and pulled out my phone.

"Hello?" I asked trying to hold back noise as Jace worked his lips along my chest, covering every last inch of my revealed cleavage. I dug my nails into his back, trying to contain a whimper as he bit down mischievously.

"Clary? Do you need me to come pick you up? I texted you earlier, but you didn't reply." My mother's voice seemed to blare in my ear and I felt my heart beat even faster than it was a second ago. I froze, but Jace didn't seem to mind and continued on his merrily way.

Fuck. It's Sunday.

She called out my name again and I seemed to snap back to reality. I searched for an excuse to keep her far away imagining her walking in on an attractive gentleman groping her daughter and humping her like there was no tomorrow. "Uh no it's fine Mom, Jace said he can drop me off at church."

Hearing who was on the phone Jace quit propelling us together as well and pulled his head back, terror shining in his breathtaking eyes. I kissed him reassuringly as my mom said not to be late and that she loved me.

"I won't. Love you, too. Bye." I rushed the sentence and snapped my phone shut. "Well that's not how I expected things to go.

"I thought it all went rather well." Jace practically purred in satisfaction at me. I smiled down at him and placed my lips on his forehead.

"I feel like this might change things between us a bit." I was being completely serious though Jace gave me a lopsided smile and I couldn't help but smile back at him.

"You think?" He placed his hands on my thighs and kissed me extensively. I positioned my palms on his chest enjoying the feel of his lips on mine before finally pushing him away gently.

"Not that this isn't great and all – because it is- but I need to take a shower before we leave and you need to change into something I won't be embarrassed to be seen with." I waggled my finger at his fuzzy smiley face pants and white t-shirt combo. He laughed audibly before moving to help me get off the island.

He made a remark about joining me in the shower and I ignored him shaking my head as I grabbed a white sundress from my closet and locked myself in the bathroom. As the adrenaline washed out of me and the full impact of what happened sunk in I felt my heart fluttering and I silently thanked the man above that everyone was still passed out.

I thought of Jace, his lips on mine and his arms wrapped around me possessively and smiled.

I could get used to this.

What do you think? Too much smut or not enough? It's kind of short. I really have to go to bed, but I would absolutely love it if everyone reviewed so I knew what to do next. I don't know what boundaries to have on my Clace moments if no one tells me. I can keep it brief on the details or i can get down and dirty with the well... down and dirty. ;D lol. I'm so cheesy. Love you! ;) P.S. Sorry if the layout is f-ed up.

-ThatHippieChick