I woke up alone. I rubbed my eyes and sighed. Was it a dream? I see Clary's heels on the floor and smile to myself. I take a deep breath and get hit with a instant sweet smell. I look around and don't see clary anywhere. I get out of bed and head downstairs. When I reach the kitchen I immediately see clary flipping pancakes. Her hair was in a loose ponytail and she wasn't wearing any makeup. Her dress wasn't as sharp as yesterday. "Good morning."

"Good morning now go sit while I flip these last few pancakes." I nodded and sat down on a stool near the kitchen counter. Five minutes later Clary was back with two plates. She placed herself on a stool next to me while she placed the plates as well as whipped cream and maple syrup.

"Clary? I was wondering if you wanted to go on another date with me?" She chocked on her pancake. I burst out laughing. I hit her back and she regained composure.

"Headlines from random station: death from a pancake." She mumbled to herself but not before nodding.

"Is it that surprising I want to take you out?"

"No it's just-well-err-most human beings would reject me if I wasn't a per say slut."

"Clary I might have snooped low before but I would never push you to do something you don't want to do."

"I know that but I'm not girlfriend material."

"I know your wife material."

"Smooth." She says taking a giant bite of her pancake and rolls her eyes. I laugh. She puts her head on my shoulder.

"Do you want to go home or stay in or go out and explore what nature has to offer."

"What nature has to offer."

Clary's POV

I wanted to do something since Jace took me on that date. So I made pancakes. I know I know nothing compared to what Jace does for me. But still I try.

"Do you want to go home or stay in or go out and explore what nature has to offer."

"What nature has to offer." I answer. I love spending the day with Jace. I trust him. I'm still debating weather the trust is strong enough to tell him my past. "Umm Jace can we stop by the gym as well."

"Yeah I'll drop you off to your house. But clary?"

"Yes?"

"Why do you go to the gym when you are so petite?"

"I eat all the crap the world has to offer."

"Yet still thin.

" "My point."

"That was a very fast conversation."

"Agreed."

"Do you want to pick up your clothes right now or do you want to stay in for a bit."

"Stay in." He took my hand also grabbing some pancakes and we both sat down on the couch with such grace. (If such grace is Jace dropping the pancakes and we both slip on them causing us to fall on our asses.) We both were laughing so hard that our guts hurt. We spent the next 5 minutes on picking up pancakes and cleaning up syrup. We then sat down on the couch my dress was distorted. "Jace can I borrow a shirt?" He laughed and threw me a shirt.

"You know I love it when you are in my clothes."

"I love them just as much as you giant." He laughs. He gestures for me to come. My head was in his lap while I laid down. He would twirl a strand of my hair.

The day went by, by doing useless crap but now on their way to the gym.

"Clary I'm out of breath." Jace panted.

"Come on its only been 20 minutes!"

"How can someone as tiny as you carry so much energy."

"I don't know how can someone as giant as you not?" Jace laughed.

"Does it run in the Morgenstern blood?"

"Yup."

"Clary after the gym-" as Jace speaks my phone rings. It was my Valentine.

"I have to take this." I walked outside.

"Hello dear I'm calling to inform you that the second you turn 18, the age your mother has no more custody against you, you are coming back home I'm not affording for you to become soft and find love."

"But father!"

"I don't give a damn Clarissa!" With that he hung up. My stomach dropped. Love? The thought of leaving Jace made me feel sick. I walk back inside. Jace was smiling at me and waving at me to come at a mat. I wasn't in the mood.

"Jace I'm going home."

"Oh I'll take you."

"I think the air would do me good."

"What's wrong you sound down."

"I'm not fine." He pulled me into his arms and I held him tightly. How was I going to leave him?

"What happened?" He asked.

"I'm going back to London on the day of my birthday."

"So your not staying for a year?"

"Jace I have 3 weeks left."

"Clary I-I-"

"I should go. It's late." I started to jog away. I could feel Jace's glare against my back like it was burning into me. Should I tell him? Before I knew it I was back at home I walked upstairs.

"Hey Clare!" Seb walked in. A few tears escape my eyes. "What's wrong!?"

"We are leaving on my birthday we have a choice to leave and Valentine is making me go back."

"But you finally were free!" Seb sat on my bed.

"Can you stay the night?" I sniffle. Sebastian nodded his head. I miss him.

That night I went to sleep with Sebastian holding me. Before I went to bed my head was filled with thoughts. Thoughts like: What about Simon? At least I have Seb. Jocelyn? Jon? Mags? Izzy? My least favorite. What happens with me and Jace? I like him so goddamn much. He makes me feel safe and happy. Does he like me back? I think? So where does that leave us?

Who here hates Valentine?

Anywho katfray1224 reviewed that I spelled Morgenstern wrong. Sorry. Thank you because I probably would have continued like that so thanks.

Goodnight or Good morning my lovlies ️