I'm a horrible person.

Worse then horrible.

Here Jace is, after finally gathering up his courage to ask me to go out with him,

And I act like I don't remember.

I blink, acting confused.

"I- Uh- Never mind," He murmurs, ducking his head, "I'll just go-"

"No! Um..." I quickly think of something to say, "Will you stay with me for a little?" I bite my lip, looking up at him through my eyelashes.

"Um, I guess so," Jace says, though I can see that he brightened up.

"Thanks Jace," I sigh just as my mom comes back into the room.

"Okay, here is the towel. Is there anything else you need?" She looks at me, concerned.

"I'm fine, mom. Seriously."

"Are you sure-"

"Seriously." I respond, in a serious voice. She nods, staying silent.

"If you have to go out anywhere, I can stay here with her." Jace says, looking up.

"I don't think that would be a good idea Jace-" My mom starts.

"Mom!" I nearly shout, "Just because he's a ShadowHunter doesn't mean that he is dangerous. If anything, he will protect me." I bite my lip, going silent.

"That's not why I said that Clary." My mom responds in a low voice. I look up at her.

"Whatever you meant- I'll be fine with him." I say quieter.

"I- Well, I suppose I could get dinner..." My mom says, I nod.

"It would be bad for me to not have dinner..." I say, trying to persuade her, "Especially in the state I am in." I motion to the rag on my head.

"Oh stop it," She says playfully, "I'll go. But, Jace. If you lay a finger on her, or a demon, or someone else does then I will-"

"Why would I lay a finger on your daughter?" Jace asks thoughtfully, "And why would I let anyone else do it either?"

My mother goes silent.

"Okay, mom. I think he understands." I give a small smile. She nods and grabs her purse, slipping on her jacket. She walks from being the couch and kisses me on the forehead.

"Be safe," She whispers in my ear before walking out of the apartment.

I quickly stand, shrugging the small blanket off of me. Jace opens his mouth to say something, but I silence him, putting a finger to my lips.

I walk quickly towards the kitchen, feeling my stomach churn. I open the fridge, looking for something to eat. My eyes land on the Mangos on the top shelf, next to the milk.

"Want a Mango?" I ask Jace, not looking up from the fridge.

"You shouldn't be standing," He responds coolly, walking towards me, "And what is a Mango?"

I cover my mouth to smother a laugh, "You- You don't know what a- a ma- mango is?!" I burst into another fit of giggles.

"Shut up Clary," He says playfully. I take a breath.

"Here, try it." I toss him one, watching him take a bite.

"Eh," Jace says, tilting his head side to side, "Its okay." I watch his blonde hair fall into his eyes as he looks down at the Mango as if it was something off of the bottom of my shoe.

"Don't like it?" I ask, holding out my hand for him to toss it back. He quickly does and I catch it effortlessly, taking a small bite. I place the second Mango back in the fridge, starting to eat the one Jace took a bite from.

"Your going to eat that?" Jace asks, raising one eyebrow. I try to imitate him, but end up failing as I raise both eyebrows, he laughs.

"Damn you Jace." I growl.

"Hey, not my fault you don't have these sexy eyebrows." He motions at his eyebrows. I immediately reach my hand up to cover mine, "Relax Clary. I was joking."

"So was I." I lie smoothly. The truth is, when I was little, I was insecure. Very Insecure. And, I still am.

"You suck at lying." He responds, "Now lay down or else I am going to make you."

"I thought I lied pretty good. And... no." I giggle.

"Didn't want to have to do this," He scoops me up and carries me towards the couch. I smack his arms.

"Jace!" I yell, "Get off- stop it! Let me down!" I squirm in his grasp, only earning a chuckle from him. I groan, going limp.

"You okay?" Jace asks, "Is the great Clare-bear giving up?"

"Shut up Goldilocks." I retort.

"Woah, Clare-bear. I'm offended." He takes one arm away from holding me to put it over his heart, feigning sadness.

"Would you rather Rapunzel?" I ask , "And put me down." He sighs.

"Fiiiinnneeee" He sighs, placing me on the couch.

"You suck." I say, taking a bite out of the Mango.

"I know." He responds happily, "But hey, do you actually not remember my question?"

I feel a small flame creeping up my neck and into my cheeks.

I avoid his gaze.

"No," I mutter, "I remember."

I think this is pretty long... do you?

Until next time,

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