Previously:

Then suddenly, he is pushing me away from him. A stab of hurt pierces through my chest. I look up at him and see that he is not looking at me, but past me. I turn around to follow his gaze, and see Jon standing in the doorway.

I look at my brother with wide eyes, matching Jace's expression almost perfectly. I am nervous and admittedly worried about the tension that is running high in the air. It feels as though it is a bomb that is about to go off.

Jon is frowning at us, his large frame leaning against the doorway as he runs a hand through his pale blond hair. "Of all the things to walk in on," he said, his voice neutral. This was not all that reassuring to me, "I'm pretty sure that this is on the bottom of the list for things that I wanted."

"I'm glad that you have made a list," I inform him dryly. "You'll have to give me a copy so that I know what I can and cannot do…wouldn't want to make you uncomfortable."

"I don't think that I'm the uncomfortable one," Jon informs me smugly. "You're the one with the red cheeks."

"I'm sorry, Jon," Jace sighs. "I shouldn't have done that when you were in the house."

"I'm pretty sure that after I bleach the image from my mind, I'll be okay with it," he informs Jace dryly, a weak half-smile starting to appear on his face.

Jace snorts and I stand up from the bed, figuring that stepping away from him might resolve a few problems with the tension. I think that I might just be imagining it, however, because Jon and Jace are smiling at each other like everything is cool. That would be okay, but there is just one slight problem with the picture. Jon wouldn't be cool with any guy, let alone a certifiable whore like Jace, kissing me in my room on my bed.

"Why are you taking this so calmly?" I ask suspiciously. Jon looks at me innocently as I look back with narrowed eyes. I don't trust him, and I know that something is up.

"Excuse me for beginning to trust my little sister," Jon says dryly.

"Five minutes younger," I snap automatically. "Do you really have to bring that up?"

"Do you really have to try and eat your boyfriend's face off where I might be able to see you?" Jon asks. "I'm going to have nightmares for a month now."

"Why didn't you knock?" I demand.

"I thought that you were sleeping!" he exclaims.

"We were," I say defensively.

"That was a very interesting form of sleep," Jon informs me heatedly. "I've never seen anything like it before in my life."

"You came in like two minutes late," I sigh tiredly.

"We were sleeping, Jon," Jace defends me. I hear the bed creak and groan slightly as he pushes himself out of the bed. "Can you tell me what was so important that you were going to disturb my beauty sleep?"

Jon looks at both of us, and I feel Jace's hand slide into mine. He doesn't squeeze it, or do anything that an actual boyfriend would do, but it was good enough for show. This of course only confuses me. What just happened caught back up with me, and I of course the only thing that is running through my head is 'What the hell just happened?' because I honestly don't have a clue.

"Mom and dad called," he said. "Apparently they weren't at work like we were told. They went to some kind of fancy restaurant a few cities out for a 'date night' and the bad weather got to them. The storm is so bad over there that they're not risking driving in any kind of traffic. They're just going to get a hotel and stay there for the night."

"Okay," I say, confused as to why this was so important that he was going to wake me up. "Anything else?"

"Yeah," he said. "Apparently we are now hosting a hotel. Izzy, Simon, Magnus, and Alec have already declared that they were staying, and I doubt that Jace is going to want to leave." I look at Jon with a raised eyebrow. He matches his green gaze with mine and raises his eyebrow almost exactly like mine. "Why are you looking at me like that?" he asks me.

"I don't trust you," I reply easily. "You haven't been this easy going about us," I gesture between Jace and me awkwardly. "Why are you suddenly not freaking out now?"

"I already told you that it's because I should have seen this coming sooner or later," he said, looking in between us as though he would rather not see us holding hands. "It was my own fault for not being prepared. "If you do mind, though, the others are downstairs, and ready to watch a few movies. I figured that you guys might want to join us."

I smile at my brother, and Jace does too. There is another question nagging the back of my mind as Jace and I follow Jon out of the room. Why does everyone think that we were going to get together eventually?

I push the troubling piece of curiosity away from me as we make it to the foot of the stairs. I look into the living room and see that the rectangular glass coffee table has been moved out of the way, and that blankets, pillows, and large bowls of popcorn dominated the floor and furniture.

Alec and Magnus were lounging on the floor with Isabelle and Simon. All of them were bundled up with different blankets, and were sharing a good sized bowl of popcorn. The guys were chuckling at something as Izzy looked over and smiled at the trio that was making their way toward them. "Simon picked first movie."

"Don't go into the room," I found myself muttering to the stupid man on the television. Of course Simon picked some Halloween movie, and Michael Meyers was freaking me out. I was curled under a blanket that I was sharing with Jace. His arm was around my shoulders, and I didn't know how many times I'd used his chest to hide from the television. Of course he would laugh at me…so supportive, but I really didn't care.

I hear the creepy music again and flinch as I tuck my face into his shirt again. His arm follows me as he laughs quietly. He's rubbing my back as he laughs. I can still hear the sound of the movie, so I hear the man inhale in surprise and feel Jace's entire body tense slightly as he winces. After a moment, Jace leans over me and whispers in my ear, "It's over, you can look up now."

I look up and see that the camera is focusing on a new group of two unlucky people that were in still in the house. I look around for the drink that is on the table next to Jace. He looks at me for a moment and I point at the table. He grabs the cup and shakes it, indicating that it is empty. I sigh and push myself off the couch, grabbing the cup from him and walking into the kitchen.

I turn around and make sure that Jace isn't following me. No one is and I am glad. They are all too immersed in the movie to pay any attention to me. I close my eyes and try to collect my thoughts. Of course it doesn't work, and I am still confused. Jace kissed me, which was strange enough…but then I kissed him back. Enthusiastically. Why would I do that?

He is acting as though nothing happened, though. So I guess that it was him figuring out how intimate he could get to me without me freaking out. I want to tell him that we need to talk, and we need to lay down some ground rules for when he is and is not allowed to touch me…but then I don't, mostly because I'm not exactly innocent. He did wake up with me on top of him.

I look at the back of Jace's head, and feel my heart flutter at first, but then it sinks…what about Sebastian?

Okay! Now we're getting into what a lot of you guys have been reviewing about! What about Sebastian? Is he a jerk disguised as an innocent guy with good intentions? Is he an actual good guy that is going to get his heart jerked around because of Clary's inability to figure out exactly what she wants? Or is there something else going on with Sebastian…something that I'm leaving out that is either going to confuse, annoy, or amuse you all when you figure it out? I don't know, I only write the story lol.

Also, who should Clary ask about the whole "Why does everyone think that we were going to get together eventually?" thing? Should it be Jon, Izzy, Simon, or Magnus?