Jace's POV in this chapter as we've not had one in a while!
"Jon!" I shouted. I waited a minute before calling again, "Jonathan!" He came into my room half a minute later and yelled, "I'm here! What do you want!?"
I put my hands up in mock surrender and said, "Sit on my suitcase, please?" "Really? That's what you wanted?" He moaned, moving over to my bed, where my suitcase lay. "Sorry?" I suggested.
Jonathan sat on top of the case as I zipped it around. "What have you got in that thing?" He laughed, climbing off my bed. "You're only going for two weeks!" "Look, I've never been on holiday before! How am I supposed to know what to bring?" I asked him.
"I don't know. Ask Izzy or something," he suggested, shrugging his shoulders. "I did. She suggested I bring something like thirty outfits, eighteen pairs of shoes and twenty bikinis! Which seems a bit extravagant if you ask me but that's Izzy for you," I giggled.
"Geez, has the woman never heard of a washing machine?" Jon asked incredulously. "Honestly, probably not. I've never seen her wear the same outfit twice," I laughed, completely serious.
Jonathan and I were laughing when my mom came in. "What you guys talking about?" she asked, leaning against the door frame. "Izzy," I wheezed as Jonathan said, "washing machines."
We burst out laughing again and then Mom gave us both a strange look and moved on, "How are you feeling, Clary?" "Excited," I told her. "But kinda nervous, I've never been abroad or on a plane before." "I'm sure you'll be fine," she assured me. "Now c'mon, I'll drop you at Isabelle's."
Our flight was at 7am so we decided that it would be easier if I just stayed at Isabelle's house the night before. Jonathan lifted my case and carried it downstairs as I grabbed my backpack from the foot of the bed. I didn't want to have to reopen my case so I had decided to just bring a small bag of clothes and necessities that I could leave at Isabelle's while we were away.
I walked downstairs and gave Jon and Luke a hug before leaving with my mom. Jonathan was jealous that I was getting to go away and he wasn't, he'd told me; he had huge exams coming up so couldn't go anywhere. I still couldn't believe Jonathan was going to be a doctor soon.
Isabelle was waiting for me when I arrived and ran over to give me a hug and help with the case. Once I had hugged my mom goodbye, Isabelle and I went inside and up to her room.
Alec's door was slightly open and I found myself trying to peer in as I passed. Isabelle, noticing where I was looking, said, "Jace isn't here." "Oh," I said with a faint smile. "He's meeting us tomorrow," Isabelle explained. "Same with Magnus. Simon's here though - my mom's making him sleep on the couch."
"Does she -" I lowered my voice, "- know about you guys?" "No, but he's a boy. So she's still wary about letting him sleep in my room." I nodded in understanding. Simon and I had been best friends since kindergarten so my mom was fine with him sleeping next to me, but he'd only met Izzy in high school. Besides, they were dating. She wasn't wrong to be wary.
As if on cue, Simon walked in and gave me a hug from behind. We all hung out for a bit as I had finally decided I'd better tell Simon what was going on with Jace - he took it surprisingly well, before Simon had to go downstairs to his makeshift bed on the living room sofa. "If you're happy, I'm happy," he had said.
Once Isabelle and I were tucked up in bed, much earlier than I usually was, our conversation turned to my favourite topic. "So are you excited?" she asked me. "Of course!" I smiled at my best friend.
"More specifically, are you excited about being with Jace?" she asked, tucking a strand of raven hair behind her ear. "I really am. Thank you so much, Iz." "For what?" she asked, her eyebrows scrunching together. "For giving us this opportunity," I smiled widely. "You're my best friend. I'd do anything for you." She sounded as sure as she was of her name. As sure as any fact in a textbook.
"And I you. Night, Izzy," I pulled the covers up to my chin. "G'night, Clary."
During breakfast, we all sat groggily around the table, trying not to fall asleep in our cereal. "Clary!" a voice shouted at me. "Max!" I said happily, giving him a hug. I loved the little Lightwood, he was always so energetic. How could he be this awake at 4am?
Eventually, Isabelle and I dragged ourselves upstairs to get ready and then moved to the living room to wait for everybody else. Who would have thought that Isabelle would be first ready? Finally, Simon came down, and then Max and Alec, and finally Robert and Maryse so the whole (extended) family was congregated in the room.
Once we had managed to fit all of the cases in the back of the car, we eventually set off for the airport.
Jace's POV
I was standing inside near the entrance to the airport waiting for the Lightwoods to show up. I let out a yawn and pulled up my sleeve to check the time on my watch: 4:42am. They should be here any minute now.
I was thinking about my need for coffee when I saw a flash of orange out of the corner of my eye, like the ember of a flame. I turned around and there was my redhead.
I quickly checked to make sure that Maryse and Robert were out of sight before I picked my girlfriend up and spun her around, placing a kiss on her lips once she was firmly on the ground.
"I missed you," I told Clary, putting my arm around her shoulders as we walked over to hand in our cases. "You saw me last week," she giggled. "That's far too long," I said quietly, leaning over to nibble her ear.
Once we were on the plane, feeling a lot more energised after a cup of coffee, Clary and I were discussing our trip. We'd managed to get seats together as Maryse, Robert and Max were a lot further back. Next to us, Magnus and Alec were sitting together and Simon and Isabelle behind us, who were now dating. At least, that's what Clary had told me.
Magnus seemed to have taken quite a liking to Clary and they were now talking about all the places Magnus has visited. "Where was your favourite?" Clary asked eagerly. "London was lovely, I lived there for a few years. Oh and Peru was fabulous but unfortunately I can't go there anymore," Magnus told her.
"Why?" Clary asked, confused. "I may or may not…have got banned, biscuit," Magnus chuckled.
About halfway into the plane journey, Clary had fallen asleep on my shoulder and so I'd decided to watch a couple movies. As we were reaching our destination, I regrettably had to wake her up. She looked so peaceful, I wished I could wake up to that sight every morning. "Clary, babe," I said, moving a piece of her red hair out of her face, "You need to wake up. We're here."
She gradually awoke and smiled up at me. The sight sent a warmth rushing from my heart all the way through my body.
I got our bags down from above the seats and we slowly made our way through the plane, towards the exit. We were met with a gust of warm air as we stepped off and I turned to Clary, a smile on my face, and said, "Welcome to Hawaii, Fray."
This chapter was very choppy, I'm sorry!
If you have not already, please take a look at my new story, 'Promised'. It's a sort of royal/arranged marriage story. The second chapter will be up within the next few days!
About updates: You will definitely get an update at least once a week and possibly more but I can't promise anything. I'm just back at school so I don't have too much homework but I know that I will in the future so I'll do my best to bring you as many updates as possible, on both stories.
Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed!