Thanks so much for the amazing reviews for the last chapter! I was legitimately smiling the whole time I was reading them, so thank you!
I hope you guys enjoy this chapter :)
Disclaimer: Even my revised edition of the short story at the end of Lady Midnight didn't convince Cassandra Clare to give me the rights. Darnation!
MAGNUS POV
BACK AT THE PARTY (A/N yes i know that was a while ago but just go with it)
I followed Alec up to the sitting room, anxiously clenching my fists. I didn't know what to say, why did I even ask to talk to him? It's not like I have anything to say to him, he left me.
He stops abruptly in front of a closed door and I have to stop myself from running into him. He knocks on the door and puts his ear to the door, after a minute he opens the door and I thanked my lucky stars that there weren't any humping teenagers in there.
He awkwardly sits down on the bed, and I sit down on the soft blue chair in the corner of the room.
He breaks the silence. "I guess you want an explanation."
"Let's not get to that right away," I say, and he looks surprised. "I want to have an actual conversation with you before we rehash the past. So what have you been up to, since you've apparently not been at UCLA?"
"Well," He ruffles his fingers through his hair and my fingers itch as I watch him. By the Angel, why does he have to be so devastatingly attractive. "I've been living on my own, and I've discovered that I really enjoy writing poetry, so I've been taking a class at NYU and I've actually sold one. It's called 'Warlock'."
"Wow- well I have to say I never really saw you as a history professor." I look him in the eyes.
"Yeah, I'd have to agree with you there." He laughs drily, but I see something flash in his eyes- regret, maybe?
"Well, like you, I've been trying to free my creative side, but after I was sane-" his eyes look up to meet mine. "I realized that the only constant in my life was my sense of style. It was always weird and kooky but it was me, and I've dedicated my pursuits thus far to promoting my new line of clothing 'Immortal'. Catchy, isn't it?"
"Yeah- looks like you've done well for yourself." His eyebrows furrow together, and he sighs. "Magnus I can't pretend like this. I have to set the record straight. Just-"
"Let me talk first, Alexander."
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JACE POV
I'm honestly in shock.
What the heck did I do to warrant such a blow up? Okay, maybe I was a little bit forward, but I had to do something! I wasn't about to let her walk away without me knowing if she freaking remembered what had happened that night.
Well I got my answer.
A solid, empatic, angry no.
I think what hurt the most is the fact that she was so hard on herself for cheating on Sebastian without her knowing, when he does it without a care every week. She's just too sensitive to such topics- it wasn't necessarily a bad thing, but it wasn't good either, I'll give her that.
I walk back to Simon and Jordan, and they're staring at me pitifully.
"What?" I say, a bit too quickly.
"Bro, we saw the whole thing go down. I'm sorry that it went south like that." Jordan pats me on the back. "You'll get her back, don't worry."
"Yeah, what he said." Simon says, a flash of a smile on his face.
I shake my head. "If it does, and I honestly don't think it will, I'm gonna have to lay off the advances for a while. She's obviously emotionally invested with her relationship with Sebastian- they have quite a history together."
Simon shakes his head vehemently. "Dude, you're so much better than him? I have no freaking clue why she doesn't want to dump that asshole."
"Speaking of assholery, Isabelle Lightwood came over to my house and was looking for you dude. She seemed to think something bad had happened to you- what's up with that?"
Simon fiddles with his hands. "I have no idea, I was just wandering across town and forgot what time it was. Accidentally missed our study session and she flipped. Sorry Jace, I would not have wanted to be you in that situation."
"Okay- whatever you say..." I trail off.
"Hate to break up this enlightening conversation but I have to go and finish up my Calc homework or else my mom will kill me." Jordan cuts in, and smiles cheekily. "I'll drop you guys off on the way there, okay?"
Simon smiles. "Totes yeah!"
I groan. "Simon, how many times have we told you not to say that. It will never be funny, and you need to drop it."
He looks at me and winks. "You know you can't resist this."
"Oh my gosh I'm going to go without you guys!" Jordan drags us to his car, laughing all the way.
My friends are the best.
A/N- So... I take it you guys weren't happy with Clary going back to Sebastian. All will resolve itself- eventually. Right now I'm not sure if I should focus on Clace and Malec in the next chapter or Clace and Sizzy- what do you guys think?
R/R if you liked it! Have a good day :)
