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Clary felt a flame light inside of her, Jace's touch sent heat all over her body, his lips hard against her soft ones as his hands grabed her waist in a haste, sending delightful shivers down her spine, electricity ran through her veins as a primal need took control of her, a need to bring him closer. His tongue darted out, begging her lips for entrance and she granted it. Their tongues fought for dominance, each stroke like pouring alcohol to a burning fire. Flamable. Spreading uncontrollably.
Exhilarating. It felt powerful and scary at the same time, he felt like holding all the power in the world, just the wrong move and it would shatter the world to pieces, he was scared now that he had a taste of her, how could he let her go? He needed her, so he pulled her to him, letting his hands stroke over her covered skin in that tiny dress that he wanted to take off since he first saw it.
Clary felt him tug her closer to him and gasped into his mouth, each touch of his, each move he did, it drove her wild. Her hands left his shirt, stroking over so that one held the back of his neck as the other fisted into his golden hair and she tugged him towards her. She needed him. She needs him now. To kiss her, to touch her, to take her.
She felt her back hit the door as Jace pressed against her harder and she gasped in delight, she giggled madly into his mouth as she raised one of her legs up, pressed against his own until it reached his hip and she was just about ready to jump over him -she knew he'd catch her- when he pulled back suddenly.
"Clary" he sounded breathless, her name sounded so good when he said it. She opened her eyes in shock, looking up at him and almost fell back as she caught the dark wild look in his eyes, they had never looked so gold.
She breathed heavily, finally letting her lungs free, catching her breath as she looked up at him, "Why did you stop?"
"Because if we don't stop now, I don't think I could ever stop myself" he breathed out through harsh intakes and his words made Clary shiver wonderfully as heat pulled in her stomach.
"Who asked you to?" Clary wondered.
He growled, a deep animalistic sound, making her giggle, she loved that she had this affect on him, she loved seeing it. After all her embarrassing moments, seeing how much he effected her, she was glad it was reciprocated, "Clary, you're drunk".
"You're drunk" she pointed out.
"Drunk on life, maybe. But I am only buzzed" he corrected, "But you're out of it".
"Trust me, I am so into this" Clary said with a chuckle as she tried bringing him closer again but he stopped her.
"As happy as that makes me.. and trust me it does" he started, "I can't do that".
"Why not?" she hated that she sounded like a little kid who didn't get her way. She always hated childish girls who whined and yet here she was. She just didn't understand him, she thought he wanted this, he said he has wanted this, wanted to kiss her. She was kissing him now, wasn't that what he wanted?
"I can't take advantage of you" Jace admitted looking down at her.
Clary snorted unattractively, she couldn't help it, "You're not. I'm taking advantage of you" Clary said as she tried to kiss him again but he moved his head so she went to his jaw and peppered kisses across from his neck to the back of his ear.
"Why does that sound so good?" Jace sighed to himself and she chuckled against his skin as she bit down on his ear and he hummed in pleasure, the sound vibrating in his chest and throat.
"Jace, I want you" Clary moaned into his ear.
"Clary, by the angel if you don't stop" Jace started but she cut him off as the hand on his hair left and set on his chin, bringing it down so he could look her in the eyes, her hooded green wanton eyes and he couldn't figure out the words to finish that sentence. His lips captured hers again, a growl escaping him and vibrating to her mouth and she giggled again.
"Oh you're laughing now, ha?" Jace teased as his lips moved to her neck, kissing it all over until she moaned at a particularly sensitive spot and he pressed down on that spot.
"Jace" she moaned loudly.
"Not in a laughing mood now?" Jace asked.
"Shut uhh" she screeched as he bit down on that spot, her nails dug into his neck as she was sure he would leave a mark on her neck and she should have known he would do that.
His tongue darted out, soothing the bite down before he found another spot he liked. "Jace, damn it, I need you".
His mouth let go of her neck as he looked back at her, god, how long he wanted to hear her say that but as he looked at her in his arms, he couldn't do it. "Clary, you're too drunk for this".
Her eyes snapped open as he pulled back just slightly but she kept her hands to the back of his neck, keeping him as close as possible, "That's not true" she protested.
"Clary I really think alcohol has a lot to do with you kissing me" Jace said.
"That doesn't mean I don't think about kissing you all the time" Clary argued immediately.
"All the time?" Jace asked looking back at her with a raised amused eyebrow.
She nodded, apparently she was too honest for her own good when drunk, "Like everytime you look at me and smirk" she admitted.
"Really? Like this?" Jace smirked down at her enjoying her moment of honesty.
"God, yes" Clary said looking at him with hooded eyes again, "And when you know I'm lying and when you drive me mad, earlier in the car, I swear to god I was going to ju-"
"Clary" he said suddenly cutting her off, his eyes growing wide as he shook his head, if she finishes that sentence he will never be able to look at that car the same way again, "We can't do this".
"Yes we can" Clary argued again but suddenly stopped, her hands slowly letting go of Jace, "Unless.. you don't want me".
"What?"
"It's fine, I guess" her foot lowered to the ground slowly, as she pulled herself back and pushed herself against the door. How could she not have figured that out earlier? It's obvious he doesn't want to kiss her anymore. Maybe he just doesn't like her anymore. The thought of her just kissing Jace when he didn't like her making her shut herself out and she tried to edge herself into the door, hoping it would swallow her.
"No I-"
"It's okay, you don't have to explain it, we can just never talk about this ag-"
He cut her off as he captured her lips with his own, pressing her against the door harder, one of his hands leaving her waist to capture her wrist and he flattened her hand against his chest, "Feel that?" he whispered letting go of her lips.
She felt his heart beat wildly and thumping fast against his chest, the vibrations sending her into shock, it had a very strange melody, his heartbeat. It sounded so unique, she thinks she could recognize his heartbeat anywhere, she didn't think any heart beat quite like Jace's. "Still think I don't want this?"
"Then what's the problem?" Clary asked.
"You're drunk, Clary" Jace repeated for what felt like the millionth time.
"No I am in fact the opposite of drunk I'm- I'm- "
"Sober?" Jace suggested.
"Yeah, that" Clary nodded but then stopped, the movement making her head dizzy.
"Look, if you can guess how many fingers I'm holding up" he cut her off looking at her with challenging eyes before his eyes darkened looking down at her, "I'm gonna take you against Alec's door right here, right now".
Clary shuddered at his dark tone and the temptation of his words, she wanted him desperately, so she squinted her eyes and tried to make out the answer, Come on Clary, you got this, "Four" she answered proudly.
"I'm not holding any fingers up" Jace said.
"Damn it" Clary stomped her foot down, "Were you thinking four, at least?"
"Weirdly yes" Jace muttered under his breath as, with all his strength pushed himself off of her. "Come on, now, let's get you to bed".
"Now you're talking"
"Isabelle's bed" Jace corrected.
"I don't like Isabelle like that, though" Clary whined.
"For sleeping, Clary, just sleeping" Jace said firmly.
"If I'm just sleeping, why can't I do it in your bed?" she was apparently very forward too when drunk.
"Because I'm sleeping in my bed"
"I don't mind"
"Clary" he warned her, he was trying to do the right thing but he was a man after all and if she kept hinting like that, he might just lose his sanity.
"Just sleeping" Clary argued.
"You're too handsy for your own good" Jace said.
"I promise I'll behave" Clary said, "Please?"
Jace looked down at the beautiful girl in his arms, this girl will drive him crazy though he would be a liar if he said he didn't like the idea of her in his bed. He finally sighed as he picked her up, an arm tugged under her knees and another supporting her back as he walked to his room, closing the door behind him with his foot and placing Clary on the bed as softly as he could.
"Mmm" Clary moaned in approval as she was placed down, the sheets smelled like him. At that sound Jace was sure he couldn't sleep in that bed, there was no way. He moved to leave when he heard her soft small voice "Stay" she asked.
He looked back at her laying in his bed and sighed, how can he do this? How can he control himself next to her? He walked over to her slowly and carefully sat on the very far edge of the bed, as far as possible from her.
"I'm not tired" Clary admitted.
"You should be, you probably drank your weight in alcohol" Jace said.
"It's not that much weight to begin with" Clary mumbled.
"I know, but if it was less I would have said your height" Jace teased and Clary kicked him lightly as he chuckled. He captured her foot in his hand as he removed the strap to her heels and put it away on the floor. When he was done with the other foot, he placed her feet down and looked away. He looked over his hands again, not really fascinated with them but he wanted anywhere else to look at except for her, "Hey Clary?"
"Yes?" she asked.
"Since you are in an honesty mood" Jace started not knowing if he should do this, "How did you beat those guys up?"
"Luke taught me" Clary answered immediately with honest simplicity. Jace suspicions about Luke changed at that, they didn't disappear but they went in a different path now. Why would he teach her? In what authority did he teach her that?
He looked at her now, raising an eyebrow and he saw her looking straight at him, as she laid her hand against the palm of her hand, "Why?" he asked again.
"So I can defend myself, silly" she said with a smile as if it was the most simple and obvious answer ever.
"What do you need to defend yourself against?" Jace asked, "Or who?"
Clary's expression fell at the thought of him, she didn't want to talk about him, she didn't want to think about him, she wanted him to just disappear, out of her head and away from her life. Thinking about him just brought back all the memories, all the pain and the hurt and the words. No, it hurt too much, it was like he was still controlling her. She didn't want him to control her, and she didn't want Jace to know about all of those things, she was afraid he would never look at her the same if he knew everything.
"Please don't ask me that" Clary pleaded.
"Why not?"
"Because you hate when I lie to you" Clary admitted.
"Then don't lie to me" Jace tried.
"I can't tell you" Clary said with a shake of her head. Jace saw the look in her eyes so sad, it seemed like she was visibly hurt by the mere thought of whatever it is that had her so freaked. He thought he could maybe ask some more, maybe she would slip up but it felt wrong to do that.
"Just.. tell me if you are in trouble" Jace said.
"Jace, haven't you figured it out already?" Clary asked, she yawned before she went on, her eyelids closing as she was finally giving in to her sleep, "I'm the trouble, I'm bad for you".
Her breathing evened out as he suspected she fell asleep, so she didn't hear him whisper "No" he whispered to himself, "I don't think you are".
Isabelle walked out of the bathroom with a wave of her hand through her hair but she felt someone grab at her wrist and pull her away, she almost fell on her heels but strong hands kept her up. She was ready to scream when the figure slammed her against the door of her room and she got a look at her attacker, "Sebastian, you bastard".
"You said that already tonight, did I do something wrong?" he teased.
"You scared the crap out of me, I was just about to kick you in the shin" Isabelle said.
"Yeah, no kicking in the shin, please?" Sebastian asked with a pout as he looked down at her.
"I'll think about it, in the meantime, what are you doing? And be fair warned, your answer will effect my decision on kicking you" Isabelle said, only half teasing.
"Oh, I thought, I mean, well I was thinking, umm since, uumm you're beautiful" Sebastian blushed as the alcohol got to him just a bit and he stumbled over his words.
"Mmhmm?" Isabelle propelled.
"And you always look beautiful but I thought, you know, doing what we usually do-"
"And what is it we usually do, Sebastian?" her use of his full name was a warning sign and he wasn't sure if she was messing with him or not. She was.
"I mean, umm, just that, I thought" Sebastian blushed as he couldn't say it.
"Jesus, sweetie you're helpless, aren't ya?" Isabelle asked as she brought him down to her, slamming their lips together and he immediately responded. The two broke apart when they heard the sound of someone going up the stairs, Jace, Isabelle thought. She opened her door quickly, entering and dragging Sebastian with her by the collar of his shirt and she closed the door behind them.
"We're gonna have to be quiet about this" Isabelle said whispering, "And quick, I have to take care of Clary, she's too drunk and I am worried she's gonna do something stupid".
"Something stupid? Do you mean Jace?" Sebastian joked.
Isabelle pushed him unexpectedly and he landed on her bed, looking up at her with a smirk as she craweled on top of him, "Don't be cheeky".
"Cheek is all I got" Sebastian argued.
"You got me" Isabelle said with a thought, Sebastian switched their positions so that he was on top of her now as he smirked down at her, "I like the sound of that" Sebastian said as he started kissing her.
"Quick" Isabelle reminded between kisses.
"So no kissing?" Sebastian asked.
"And no teasing" Isabelle added as she took her shirt off.
Aline sat on the couch with a heavy thud as she immediately crossed her arms over her chest and slumped down, with one leg crossed over the other next to Magnus and Alec, effectively cutting off their PDA, they both broke apart and looked at her with confusion but she seemed too angry to notice that she was intruding on them.
"Please do join us" Magnus said with obvious sarcasm.
"Thank you" Aline nodded, as she scowled down at nothing.
Alec and Magnus gave each other a look, Alec raised a warning eyebrow as Magnus looked up at Alec with a 'Come on' expression, Alec glared, flaring his nose up as he tried to convey his message across 'Don't do this'. The look in Magnus' eyes read 'She is your friend', Alec rolled his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest, a clear sign he will not be doing it when Magnus lightly pinched at his side and Alec jumped up "Aline".
Aline looked up at him with puppy dog eyes, and Alec sighed "Is there something wrong?"
"No-"
"Wonderful" Alec said happily as he looked back at Magnus.
"I just feel like... awful and I don't know why" Aline admitted.
Magnus looked at Aline, "You want to talk about it?"
"Yes actually, that would help" Aline said nodding ignoring Alec who jabbed his elbow into Magnus and continued, "I don't know what's wrong with me, I keep feeling this unexplained anger whenever I see Maia and Jordan and I don't know why. I just.. I have a bad feeling about this guy and Maia is my best friend, shouldn't I tell her about this bad feeling? What if he hurts her? I couldn't live with myself if I knew this would happen and didn't at least warn her".
Magnus smacked his lips shut as he looked over at Alec who just seemed confused, "Well, how do you know he would hurt her?" Alec asked.
"I just have a bad feeling that's all" Aline said uncomfortably.
"And are you sure this isn't just a feeling? Last time I checked you weren't psychic or anything" Alec said.
"Unfortuantely no, not psychic yet" Aline answered, "But I wouldn't cross it out just yet".
"Maybe you should try getting to know Jordan? Maybe that will make you feel better?" Alec suggested.
That's a horrible idea. Magnus thought.
"I doubt it would" Aline argued, "What do you think I should do? Do you think I should talk to Maia about this? But what if she becomes upset with me?"
Alec seemed to think it over for a moment before answering, "Look I think, we've been friends for years now and if our personalities haven't driven us away from each other yet, I don't any talk would. If you think you should, talk to Maia. But just.. not today, maybe in the morning when everyone has a clear head... Actually tomorrow she might be hungover, maybe the day after that?"
"Okay" Aline nodded, "Thank you Alec, you're the best".
"He really is" Magnus said with admiration as he placed a hand to Alec's hair and twiddled with the hair there and Alec smiled at that.
"You guys are too cute" Aline said, "It's actually annoying".
"We know" Magnus said, not looking away from Alec.
"Alec?" Aline asked again and the two broke apart at the concerned tone in her voice, "What was it like? You know.. uumm.. finding out about this? How did you uumm get the courage to kiss Magnus?"
"It was terrifying... but also freeing. It felt like all the lies and the weight of them were lifted off my shoulders" Alec explained, "Nothing felt more right than being with Magnus and I just knew in my heart he was the one for me, I had to kiss him".
Magnus cleared his throat, looking panicked, "After I made it blatantly obvious, I wished to kiss him as well".
"Sometimes, Aline, you just know who your heart belongs to" Alec nodded.
"Which is very rare indeed, I suppose, not everyone does or should feel that" Magnus interrupted.
"I just knew if I didn't kiss him I would regret it for the rest of my life" Alec said.
Magnus looked at Alec with admiration and love, "I knew as well". He then abruptly turned to Aline and said, "Which is why I made it very very very clear of my intentions first hand".
"Just trust your heart" Alec said to Aline.
"Trust my heart.. you're right. I need to go now" Aline said, "Thanks Alec and Magnus".
Alec turned to Magnus, "Since when am I the romantic one and you are the sensible?"
Magnus shook his head looking at Alec as he said, "How can you be so smart and so stupid at the same time?"
"I'm sorry?"
"You should be" Magnus joked with the shake of his head, "How do you not see it? Do you realize what you have just told her to do?"
"What? I don't understand the problem" Alec said.
Magnus sighed, "Perhaps it is easier for me to see it because I observe from the outside but I believe Aline is-"
"Where's Clary?" a voice interrupted and they both looked up to see Isabelle's angry expression.
"She's right here" Magnus gestured over to the other side of the couch where Clary in fact was not there.
"Uuumm" Magnus let out worriedly.
"What did you two do?" Isabelle screeched.
"We may have lost her" Alec said with seriousness.
"No duh, I see that. How could you two idiots let this happen?" Isabelle yelled.
"Now just a minute, do not call Magnus names" Alec warned as he got up to his full height.
"Well one of you certainly is, how do you lose a girl?" Isabelle yelled.
Magnus and Alec looked at each other, it seemed like they were communicating with their eyes before they both nodded and Alec turned to Iz with a serious expression "In a bet".
"No! By being a dumbass" Isabelle said.
Alec sighed snapping his fingers in loss as Magnus jumped up and said "I told you".
"You were right, I'm sorry" Alec said.
"You're forgiven" Magnus grinned.
"You two are getting on my last nerve" Isabelle almost screamed at them.
"You have one to begin with?" Alec asked.
"Ugh" Isabelle growled, "Just help me find her".
"Alright, I'll go check outside" Magnus said.
"I'll ask around and see if anyone saw her" Alec said.
"Great, I'll go check the rooms and the bathrooms" Isabelle said as she headed out, starting from the main floor to look through the rooms, kitchens, closets and bathrooms. She felt guilty, if she wasn't momentarily distracted by Sebastian this would never have happened, but she thought Magnus and Alec were to be trusted with Clary. Obviously she was wrong.
Now she was worried her friend might do something stupid, or maybe worse, something happening to her in her drunk state.
Aline was so tired of drinking, she probably drank a whole tank of alcohol, she needs to find some water, fast. She made her way on wobbly legs to the kitchen which seemed so far away, way farther than she remembers.
When she finally made it, she ignored the souple making out in the corner with the girl on the dinning table and the guy standing between her legs. It wasn't her dinning table.
She opened the frige and drank one, two, three small bottles of water. She was so thirsty and lightheaded.
"Aline" she heard a shriek and she immediately dropped the bottle in her hand as she looked around, shock all over her features as she looked for the source of the voice.
"Maia?" Aline asked unsure, she squinted her eyes in hope of better view and she could faintly make out the shape of Maia's curly hair wrapping around her small face. And by her side Jordan, they were the couple making out that she ignored earlier.
"Are you okay?" Maia asked as she placed a hand over Jordan's shoulder.
There was that feeling again, that angry feeling, that hallow feeling inside her stomach, the tightening in her chest, so much rage she feels tucked under her skin, begging to come out.
"Fine" she grunted out with a sort of bitterness in her tone as she left abruptly, she could faintly make out Maia's voice calling after her but she didn't slow or stop. She needed to get away.
"Jace?" Izzy knocked consistently with rapid speed at Jace's door, making him jump up from his seat. Clary stirred in her sleep from her position at his bed and he could hear her graon under her breath "No, shshsh".
Jace almost ran to his door and opened it, "Shsh, keep it quiet" Jace whispered.
"What is going on? Is that Clary? What is she doing in your room?" Isabelle asked as she crossed her arms over her chest and raised a suspicious eyebrow, a judgy look on her face, tapping her foot on the floor and was just about ready to attack someone.
"She was drunk, she thought it was the bathroom" Jace said.
"And how did she get on the bed?" Isabelle asked suspicious.
"She realized it was a bed, got in and said she'd kill me if I woke her up" Jace said.
"Is she really so drunk that she can't recognize a room from the bathroom?" Isabelle asked.
"Five more minutes, mom" Clary graoned from her position.
Isabelle sighed, "Help me get her to my bed" she said as she walked in.
"Noo" Clary whined when Isabelle tried to move her.
"Clary"
"Noooooo" Clary whined again.
"Clary be reasonable"
"No, I'm sleepy now, you move me, I'll scream" Clary warned.
"You wouldn't" Isabelle argued.
"I would" Clary argued, she felt Izzy's hand at her waist and started screaming "No, let me go, let me be, let me sleep, no".
"Clary" Isabelle finally sighed as she rubbed her forehead tiredly.
"You can leave her here" Jace said.
"Absolutely not" Isabelle yelled out.
"Come on, Iz, you know me, I won't touch her when she is this drunk, I'll sleep on the floor, I have blankets and pillows" Jace said as he gestured to the 'bed' he made on the floor.
"I don't know about this, Jace. Sober Clary could kill me for this" Isabelle said.
"I would never do anything-"
"It's not that, I trust you Jace, but I just... worry" Isabelle said then sighed, "Fine but keep your door open".
Jace rolled his eyes but nodded anyways.
"Hey have you seen a blonde midget anywhere?" Alec asked a group of people, "Drunk, craddling a bottle like a baby and with attitude issues?"
The group shook their heads in confusion and shrugged, Alec sighed as he turned away from them and tried again with another group.
"Any luck?" Magnus asked as he reached Alec' side.
"No" Alec shook his head.
"Me neither" Magnus graoned, "Maybe we can go back to the couch? See if she found her way there on her own?"
"You mean like how dogs return home? I really doubt that would work" Alec said.
Magnus shrugged as in worth a shot and started drinking from his glass, "I don't think she is in the bottom of this champagne either, but I'll check anyways" Magnus said grinning.
Their phones ringed simultaneously with a text from Izzy Found her.
"Oh thank the angel" Alec said, "So you were saying about the couch?"
Clary sat up in the bed, many hours later, the music was turned off now and it was well after two in the morning and she had been flipping from side to side since Isabelle tried to move her. She was still slightly buzzed, she could feel it, but her drunkness had simmered down. Maybe it was staying awake for so long without drinking that eased it.
"Jace?" she whispered hesitantly, she didn't want to risk waking him if he was asleep.
"Yes?" his voice said, clear, sounding awake.
She shuffled on the bed so that her head was at the end of it and looked down at where Jace was sleeping on the floor.
"I can't sleep" she said.
"What do you want me to do about it?" Jace asked then sighed, "I can't either".
"Get up here" Clary said softly.
"No" Jace insisted.
"Please? I want you here" Clary asked, maybe she was still slightly drunk, "And the floor can't be all that comfortable".
"No" Jace said again.
"Please?" Clary asked again.
Jace looked up at her, eyes narrowed before he finally sighed and got up. The two got into bed, laying seperate and as far away from each other as possible but Clary could still feel the heat from his skin, pulling at her. She was so very aware of him next to her, if she thought this was going to help her sleep, she was wrong.
She could feel the heat from his hand, just far enough to reach, that if she were to move her hand, they would be tocuhing. She took a deep breath, taking in the scent of him, him next to her, his smell on the sheets.
"Are you going to regret it?" she heard him ask.
"What?"
"Are you gonna regret kissing me in the morning?" Jace asked.
"No" Clary answered truthfully.
"How do you know?" Jace asked.
"I just do" Clary answered, "Would you? Regret it?"
"Not in a million years" Jace answered.
His hand was so close to her own now that she just had to, she moved her fingers so that they were touching his own and she could feel the electricity immediately. She couldn't believe a simple touch could feel like this. "Jace" she breathed out. She had no idea why she said his name, she just did.
"Clary" he said.
"Talk to me" she asked.
"What about?"
"Anything" Clary asked, "You".
"There's nothing to tell" Jace said with a shrug.
Clary turned to the side on the bed with a determined look on her face "There's everything to tell".
Jace turned to his side as well to look at her, he reached with his hand out to tuck a curl that fell on her face and put it behind her ear gently as he looked at her with an expression that she could only explain as wonder. His hand fell from her hair and edges across her jaw with feather like touches, teasing until it reached chin and his thumb raised up to touch her lower lip.
She was getting lost again in that look he made and she wanted him to kiss her again, so her hand reached out to his cheek, her fingers caressing the skin there, "Promise me something" Jace asked.
"I thought you were gonna tell me a story about you" Clary teased.
"I will after this" he said.
"What is it?" Clary asked.
"Promise me, tomorrow morning.. you won't run away" Jace asked.
Clary looked over the man before her, what a wonder Jace is. She could remember the first time she saw him, the first week he had a girl on his arm each day of the week, he was clearly a womanizer and she would have casted him off as a flirt, no way someone she could fall for and definitely not someone who would fall for her. It seemed like that was so long ago, they were.. different somehow.
Both of them were different, he would never have been the kind to ask a girl to stay, and she was definitely not the kind to say, "Yes, I promise".
Jace smiled a vabriant smile, it was contagious, Clary felt herself smile as well, his hand that was on her face took her hands in his as he started stroking them with soft touches, "Now, how about I tell you a story".
She chuckled, "Tell me".
A/N: Hey guys, what's up? So here is another chapter and I don't know it feels kinda short but I hope you guys liked it anyways.
And btw to the people who guessed that the last part has a hint to TVD yes it is, I just always loved that scene with Caroline and Tyler, even tho they are not my favorite ship for her (Klaroline is the best and I will fight you on that).
So anyways I'll see you guys in the next chapter.
