Hi everyone! I'm so sorry about how long it took to update – life has been hectic currently! I hope you enjoy this chapter and it contains a few new surprises…and perhaps, a very special ball? ;)
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Chapter 17
Masquerade
The large black SUV pulled up to the curb in front of a small restaurant in Brooklyn that appeared to be filled with chatting and laughing customers who were tucking into their meals. The people sitting inside the car, on the fancy leather seats, sighed when they recognised the tell-tale sign of paparazzi prowling the streets. Men and women with their large cameras flocked towards the car after they caught sight of it. Cameras were lighting up and directed towards the car while the security guards were organising themselves.
Simon tutted and glanced at Isabelle while pushing his glasses further up his nose, "damn, looks like the paps are already here and waiting. Sucks."
Izzy stopped staring out of the window, turning to face a smiling Simon as she took in a deep breath. She reached down with shaky hands and linked their fingers together, "are you sure about this?"
"Iz, we're already public with our relationship," Simon chuckled, lifting her hand up to place a gentle kiss on her palm. "There's no harm with being sighted going out to lunch together."
"Yes, but this is with your mother and sister. It's the first time I'll be meeting them," Izzy chewed softly on her bottom lip, her red lipstick standing out against her pale skin. She gasped and hissed worriedly, "what if I forget their names?"
"You won't, Izzy." Simon rolled his eyes at her hysterics before adding comfortingly, "my Mum is called Elaine and my sister is Rebecca. We've already gone over all the details about them. You know that my Mum is good friends with Luke and that Rebecca loves vintage fashion. You'll be great, Iz, but we better get out soon before we start to bring more attention to the huge ass car your security drive."
"Good idea," Izzy chuckled weakly, causing Simon to frown.
"Isabelle," he murmured tenderly, his voice dropping and becoming softer. Izzy's shoulders slouched forward until he shifted closer, cupping her chin in his spare hand and gazing into her eyes, "they will love you. My sister especially, she's adored you since she was younger. My Mum will think you're nice and never stop inviting you round to dinner. That's how it will go, so don't worry."
"If you say so," Izzy's voice cracked and blinked the tears away, not wanting to ruin her eyeliner or mascara.
"I say so," Simon leaned forward and kissed her, short yet full of adoration. She let out an unsteady breath when he pulled away and gave her his signature dorky grin at her. "Where's my beautiful girl's smile?"
She gave him a little smile, "here."
Simon tutted and ran his fingers over her lips, "not good enough, Lightwood. Try again."
Izzy straightened up after letting out a giggle and gave him a genuine smile, "you're a dork, Simon."
"I know that," he winked at her before placing his hand on the door handle. "Let's go."
A security guard came round to Simon's door, opening it for him to see that onlookers had gathered, many with cameras or their phones. He slid out of the car, dressed in tight jeans and a buttoned up t-shirt that was a lot fancier than what he was used to – apparently dating Isabelle Lightwood meant dressing fashionably. However, to keep a part of him the same, he wore converse shoes and his usual glasses. The paparazzi immediately started calling out to him, asking for his name and the details of his relationship with Isabelle. Simon ignored them as he turned around and held his hand out for Izzy to take. She grabbed his hand while gracefully exiting the vehicle, tucking her hair back behind her ears to help her see more. Simon openly beamed down at her, cameras firing off while the car door shut behind them.
"Isabelle, what is your boyfriend's name?"
"Sir, sir, how did you two meet?"
"How long have you two been together?"
"Isabelle? Isabelle! Look this way!"
They held hands while they headed towards the entrance of the restaurant, people continuing to yell out to them. Simon found it difficult to understand what anyone was saying to him, which must have been reflected on his face because Izzy gave his hand a comforting squeeze as she smiled up at him. Her dark black curls bounced with every step she took in her white wedges. Her look was a lot more casual compared to what she normal wore – a strapless loose white top with billowing trumpet sleeves and a pair of fitted black jeans. She had a small amount of jewellery, consisting of a plain black choker and a few silver rings. Simon thought it was perfect: elegant enough for Isabelle, yet casual enough for a restaurant visit with his family. He was also trying to hide that fact that he was proud because even in her heels, he was still taller than her. They climbed the front steps, security guards opening the door in time for them to slip inside and leave the chaotic nature of the paparazzi outside. Simon spotted his mother and sister quickly, waving at them before leading Izzy over. Izzy was all smiles, although Simon knew they were her fake, practiced ones for when in public.
"Hey Mum," Simon let go of Izzy's hand to hug his mother, her greying hair tickling his nose.
"Hi sweetheart, how have you been?" Elaine queried sweetly, kissing him on the cheek.
"I've been good," Simon said as he let go of her and gave Rebecca a quick hug. He then glanced at Izzy, who stood slightly to the side, waiting for her cue. Elaine and Rebecca both were silent, clearly aware of the power Izzy held in society. "This is Isabelle. Isabelle, this is my mother, Elaine, and my sister, Rebecca."
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Simon has told me amazing things about you." Izzy stated charmingly, her English accent standing out against their American ones. She pretended not to notice the fact that Rebecca was gaping at her or the way Elaine openly stared.
Simon cleared his throat when she gave him an awkward look, "Mum? Becky?"
"It's so nice to meet such a talented girl as yourself, Isabelle. Are you okay with us calling you Isabelle? Or would you prefer Miss Lightwood?" Elaine rushed to say, shaking herself out of her trance.
Simon had to restrain himself from face palming, although Izzy purely replied with a strained tone, "Isabelle is fine, Elaine."
"How about we take a seat?" Simon suggested with a high-pitched voice, pulling Isabelle's chair out for her which resulted in coos from his mother and sister. "Mum, Bec, please stop."
"Aw Simon, you were never this cute when you introduced Maureen to us." Rebecca informed him as they opened up their menus.
Simon glowered at Rebecca while Izzy inquisitively glanced up from her menu, quirking an eyebrow at her boyfriend. "Maureen?"
"The crazy girl who flipped out when she met Alec before Magnus stepped in and saved the poor soul." Simon whispered under his breath, his cheeks turning red.
"I didn't realise you two dated," Izzy gave him a tense smile and returned to checking out the dishes available.
"We didn't," Simon went to assure her more, placing his hand on her arm, only for Elaine to interrupt.
"Oh darling, he's never dated a girl. For a while we thought he'd get with Clary, but clearly someone else caught his eye," Elaine winked at a gaping Isabelle who raised an eyebrow at Simon.
"Is that so?" She questioned coolly as a waiter arrived to take their orders.
"You were right earlier, this is a bad idea." Simon mumbled, rubbing his forehead while everyone requested their meals and the waiter headed off, not without giving Isabelle a lustful look. "And the incredibly attractive waiter is blatantly checking my girlfriend out right in front of me. Great."
Izzy cleared her throat and smiled at Rebecca while her fingers absentmindedly traced around the rim of her glass, "Simon told me that you like vintage fashion?"
"Oh yes, I adore it. I make my own dresses too," Rebecca beamed at Izzy, touched that she knew details about her.
"That's amazing, I wish I was that talented." Izzy let out an uncomfortable chuckle and then continued to eye her glass.
The handsome waiter seemed to have noticed her empty glass and rushed over, "are there any drinks I can get you, Ma'am?"
"Just a water, please." Izzy replied stiffly, uneasy as his eyes roamed over her body.
"As you wish," he practically sprinted back to the kitchen while Izzy sighed in relief.
"What a creep," she muttered to a grimacing Simon.
"You say that again," Simon grumbled, slouching in his chair as a group of giggling girls started to walk towards them. "We've be spotted. Fangirls are on their way. Prepare yourself."
Izzy sat up straighter, just in time for sound of a gentle and cautious, "excuse me, Miss Lightwood?"
Izzy released the glass from her grip and spun around in her chair, "hi, what can I help you with?"
"We were wondering whether we could take a photo with you?" One girl asked carefully, a hopeful smile on her face.
Izzy gazed at Elaine and Rebecca, tilting her head to the side. "If that is okay with you two?"
"Of course," Elaine insisted, getting to her feet in such a rapid movement that her knee narrowly missed banging the edge of the table. "Here, let me take the photo for you."
"Mum, you're being way too excited." Simon reminded her quietly, staring up at Elaine with pleading eyes, only to receive a huff.
"Simon, please, I'm just being polite." She corrected him before clapping her hands. "Come on, hand the camera over."
"Thanks so much," one girl said, handing her phone to Elaine as Izzy got to her feet and stood in-between the girls, their arms wrapped around each other's waists.
Rebecca was watching them with a longing expression before Simon realised what she wanted, "you can get a picture with Iz too, Becky."
Her face lit up, brighter than he'd ever seen it before as she leapt to her feet and gave him a huge kiss on the cheek, "thank you."
"Maybe this family date wasn't such a bad idea," Simon said to himself, watching the fangirls move away before Rebecca replaced them.
Elaine quickly joined in on the pictures, calling out in a happy voice, "selfie time."
"Mum, that was so cringey," Simon complained, although he quickly lost his voice when Isabelle, for the first time that night, sent him a genuine smile.
"Come on, Si. Take a picture with us," she held her hand out towards him.
Simon eyed the hand before giving her a love struck look that was only reserved for her, "fine, just this once though."
"There's my big boy," Elaine declared as he came to stand behind the three women, his arm protectively resting around Isabelle's shoulders when he caught sight of the waiter watching them.
"And here are the three of the most important women if my life," Simon announced cheerfully, noting the way Izzy blushed at his comment.
She fluttered her eyelashes up at him and commented cheekily, "but Clary isn't here."
"Oh you," Simon placed a sloppy kiss on her cheek, causing Izzy to let out a shriek of laughter, just in time for Rebecca to take a photo. He glared at his older sister, "Bec, that better be a good picture."
He quickly found himself ignored as the women started cooing over the picture, and he soon realised why. Elaine stood to his left, poking her tongue out while doing a peace sign (that she clearly learnt from Rebecca). Rebecca was on Isabelle's right, with her eyes crossed and looking down at her nose and her lips turned into a pout. In-between them was Simon, his eyes shut and mid-kiss with a laughing and grinning Isabelle, her eyes full of happiness and her hair a little messy from his arm ruffling it up.
Simon tore his eyes away from the phone screen before they landed onto his girlfriend, "I love it."
"Do you have everything?" Magnus queried, watching Alec zip up his travel bags that were resting on the hotel bed.
"Sure do." Alec straightened up and gazed at his lover.
"Toothbrush? Underwear? Travel sickness pills?" Magnus hurried to say, only stopping when Alec placed a finger over his smooth lips.
"Mags, calm down. I have everything, I promise. Stop worrying." Alec murmured gently, moving his hand to cup Magnus' jaw.
"I'm sorry, I just worry about you." Magnus pouted, causing Alec to practically melt inside.
"I know and it's something I love about you." He whispered, running his thumb up Magnus' jaw to run his fingers through the dark locks of hair.
"I'm going to miss you so much," Magnus suddenly burst out, throwing his arms around Alec and resting his head on the singer's broad shoulder.
He tried to hide his sniffles by burying his face in the crook of Alec's neck, his eyes shut tightly while he fought hard with his strong emotions. He felt Alec's stiffen at his boyfriend's emotional state, clearly not expecting him to be so sensitive about his supposed trip to Canada. Alec's hand ran down from his hair to his back, as he brought his other arm up.
"I'm going to miss you too, Mags." Alec shut his eyes and embraced his boyfriend, holding onto Magnus tightly. The two swayed on the spot. "I wish I didn't have to go, but my Dad needs me to."
"It's your job," Magnus leaned back to give Alec a watery smile, causing the blue eyed man to gasp. "I know."
"Don't cry, Mags. Don't cry," Alec insisted, wiping away stray tears that were threatening to dribble down Magnus' cheeks. "I'll be back soon, I promise."
"Over a month isn't soon, Alec." Magnus stated seriously, pouting with his eyes downcast.
"Who knows, maybe I'll be able to sneak in a visit?" Alec replied soothingly, smoothing Magnus' hair down and kissing his forehead. "I'll call you every day. Even twice a day if it makes you feel better. And you can call me whenever you need to. Just…whatever you want, it's yours."
"Just don't forget about me," Magnus pleaded with his big green iris standing out against the rest of his bloodshot eyes, showing Alec his rare insecure side. "While…while you're away and meeting new stars…just don't forget about your little poor fashion designer wannabe left back at home."
Alec frowned before shaking his head before asserting, "Magnus Bane, I could never forget about you. And no other man or woman would catch my eye while I'm away, if that's what you're trying to get at. I love you far too much to."
"I love you too, baby." Magnus murmured wetly as Alec pulled back to gaze at him.
"Smile for me, Mags. Please, let me remember your smile as the last thing I saw on your gorgeous face," he requested gently, seeming pleased when Magnus gave him a small smile. "There. I love it when you smile."
Magnus made a pained sound as he cleared his throat, "I should head off, you're driver is picking you up in ten minutes."
"Yeah, that's probably a good idea," Alec agreed weakly, licking his lips. "Can I get a kiss before I go?"
"Always," Magnus chimed, moving closer so that their lips could touch.
Alec shut his eyes as soon as their lips met, enjoying the softness of his boyfriend's. Magnus' lips tasted like the cherry lip balm he always used and were supple under Alec's. His hands came up to cup Magnus' face while Magnus' encased his waist in a firm hug. With their bodies pressed together, the two men stayed like this for minutes, until Alec's phone buzzed. He pulled back, grimacing, "that's probably my assistants."
"I should head off," Magnus muttered sadly, blinking back tears. "I'll see you in a month."
"You will," Alec confirmed, kissing Magnus again and whispering against his lips. "I love you."
"I love you too," Magnus responded quietly before removing himself from Alec's arm and heading towards the door. "Good bye, sweetheart."
"See you soon, Mags." Alec waved, watching Magnus open the door and leave silently. Alec waited for a seconds before whimpering, "well, that was more painful than I expected."
"Stop moping, Magnus. He'll be back before you know it," Jessamine reminded Magnus, crouching down beside him to wrap an arm around his form while he finished hemming part of his dress.
"I know, Jessamine. Sorry, I just miss him." Magnus exhaled loudly, leaning into her touch when she started stroking his hair. "It sucks that he'll be missing out on the ball."
"The night will still be amazing though," Jessamine insisted passionately, gazing into Magnus' emerald eyes. "You owe me a dance, by the way."
"Of course, dearest Jessamine." Magnus replied charmingly, "what are you planning to wear?"
"I have this white lace dress that I think will look good, I was considering pairing it with a golden mask." Jessamine informed him thoughtfully. "That or this crimson dress I bought when Nate and I visited Paris together."
"You will look stunning in either, darling." Magnus declared dramatically, "Will Nate be your date on the night?"
"He will be, much to my family's displeasure." Jessamine nodded and cringed at the same time, her blonde hair slipping from its constraints.
"Does your family still disapprove of your relationship with him?" Magnus questioned, giving her a sympathetic look.
"Aunt Charlotte thinks that he uses me for his own greed, while Uncle Henry just thinks that he's too dim-witted to hold an intellectual conversation with him." Jessamine rolled her eyes and added, "but they're not my real family so their opinions don't matter."
Magnus frowned and lowered his voice, "you're lying to yourself."
"I don't know what you're talking about Magnus," Jessamine stared defiantly at Magnus, as if challenging him to question her.
Magnus, unafraid of her attitude, merely stated, "Henry and Charlotte are the closest you have to family, more so than your own parents-"
"My parents are dead." Jessamine interrupted, only for Magnus to smile.
"Exactly, it was a tragic car accident, but they died when you were a child. Henry and Charlotte adopted you and have raised you for most of your life. Whilst you rejected calling them Mum and Dad, you still view them as your parents." Magnus stated, shrugging offhandedly.
"And just how would you understand?" Jessamine whispered, moving away from Magnus.
Magnus stopped her from moving too far by placing his hand over hers, "because I went through similar feelings when my own dad died and other family members tried to step up and replace him as my father. However, I never had the pain of feeling rejected after adopted parents had, not just one, but two miracle births of their own biological children."
"I hold no hatred towards Charles or Matthew," Jessamine insisted, shaking her head and crossing over her chest.
"That doesn't stop you from feeling jealous." Magnus continued, tugging her closer and hugging her tightly. "Just…don't forget who raised you when you get caught up in adult life, Jess. Sometimes those people are the ones we need the most when we hurt."
"When did you get so wise?" Jessamine teased lightly before clearing her throat and changing the topic. "Why don't you ask Camille to go with you?"
Magnus paused before going along with the topic change. "Other than the fact that she probably will still be too weak to, I'm Magnus Bane, I don't need to bring a date to a party – I practically am the party." He replied smugly, grinning at Jessamine as she released him, the two friends getting to their feet.
Jessamine threw her head back and laughed loudly, "that's the spirit, Magnus. I know you had it in you."
"All I needed was a gorgeous girl like you to bring it out of me," Magnus remarked cheekily, kissing Jessamine on the cheek as she flushed.
"What are you going to wear? Is it still the purple suit? Please tell me it'll be fabulous," Jessamine bounced on the spot, clasping her hands together in front of her.
"Of course it'll be fabulous, Jessamine, I'm always no less than magnificent." Magnus announced proudly, puffing his chest out as he got a needle and thread. "I have a purple suit that has a slight glimmer to it. I'm planning to wear with a white shirt and silver bow tie – Cammie's helping me find the perfect mask. She's insisting that it has to have blue in it."
"Blue, purple and silver is nice," Jessamine agreed, "I think you'll look amazing. All eyes will be on you. Are you prepared to accept that you're top of the year yet?"
Magnus groaned and returned to focusing on his dress, "Jessamine, that is the biggest load of rubbish I've heard all day."
"Just saying it how it is," Jessamine stated, smirking up at Magnus before floating back to her workbench. "Thanks for the talk!"
"Such a load of rubbish," Magnus grumbled under his breath, but he couldn't stop the satisfied smile from sneaking onto his face.
If you wanna make the world a better place,
Take a look at yourself and then make the change.
Alec finished belting out the final note to the song, holding onto "change" as he felt the air leaving his lungs. He'd spent the whole morning writing this song with his father's music team in New York for the movie. As soon as the note finished, he was greeted with silence, which was either a great or terrible sign. Alec took in a deep breath, shutting his eyes and bringing himself back to reality.
"Good job," Alec heard his Father's praise as he removed the headphones and stepped back from the microphone in the recording booth. An assistant strode towards him with a bottle of water, which he took with a thankful smile. Alec looked at Robert through the glass as Robert used the speakers to talk, "sounded great, son. How you managed to write that in one night…I will never know."
Alec blushed and sent Robert a thumbs up, noting Izzy and Jace also listening with the recording technicians. Izzy grinned at Alec while Jace waved and nodded supportively. He averted his eyes, trying to stop himself from increasingly turning red. It'd be one day since he pretended he had caught the plane to Canada, meaning that Magnus' ball was four days away. Alec felt nerves spike inside of him at the thought as he swallowed thickly and placed the headphones on the stand in front of him.
"One song down, one to go." Alec reminded himself, licking his lips and sipping on some bottled water, trying to keep the thought of Magnus off his mind when his phone went off in his pocket. "Sorry, one moment."
Alec stepped away from the microphone and glass, turning his back to everyone else as he pulled his phone out and saw he had one new text message from Magnus. Quickly opening the message, Alec smiled as he read it. "Can't stop thinking of you. Take care. I love you, baby! Xx"
Magnus knocked on the front door before stepping back and hugging himself. He smiled to himself when he heard a gentle voice call out from inside the house. "Coming."
After waiting a few moments, the door opened with a sharp movement. Batari blinked up at her son, dressed in her usual modern take on a 50's outfit, complete with red lipstick, curls and a pair of heels. Magnus took the opportunity of her shock to smile sheepishly at her, "hi Mum."
"Maggie, sorry sweetheart, I wasn't expecting to see you today. Come in before you catch a cold out there! It's nearing Winter." Batari stepped inside to let him inside, shutting the door behind him. She quickly encased him in a warm hug, "how have you been?"
"Yeah, I've been okay." Magnus ran a hand through his hair.
"I'm not stupid or blind, I can see that is a lie, Magnus." Batari crossed her arms over her chest in an attempt to appear intimidating. "Hot chocolate and chocolate chip biscuits time?"
"Hot chocolate and chocolate chip biscuit time," Magnus agreed, following Batari into the kitchen. When passing the front room, Magnus frowned at the sight of photos scattered all over the little coffee table – that was always a sign of his mother going through a stage of mourning for his father. He hurriedly sped up and entered the kitchen when he heard Batari rummaging through the cupboards.
"Luckily for you, a part of me felt that I'd be seeing you soon." Batari murmured, beaming at her son as she snatched something out of the cupboard. "Uh huh! I made some biscuits yesterday."
"Why did you think you'd be seeing me soon?" Magnus asked as he sat on a stool, opening the box of biscuits and helping himself to one.
Batari started boiling water in the kettle, "because you have so much going on in your life currently, I thought you'd need some Mother and son time."
"You're the best, Mum." Magnus replied happily, grinning when she strutted towards him, her navy blue dress swaying with the movement. She placed a kiss on his temple, her perfume filling his senses.
"Anything for my baby boy." She insisted, playing with his hair. "What is it on your mind today? Boy trouble? University trouble? Life trouble?"
"Is there an option D – all of the above?" Magnus answered, rubbing his forehead where he could feel a headache starting.
"Oh sweetheart, let me just finish making our drinks and then we'll talk all about it." Batari said comfortingly, heading towards the mugs and pulling two out.
"Why does life have to be so hard, Mum?" Magnus whispered, slouching in his chair.
Batari paused, her eyes widening as she slowly placed the mugs on the kitchen counter. "What brought this on, honey?"
Magnus sighed, "why did Camille have to be the person to nearly die in a hit and run? Why not some random person? Why is everyone putting so much pressure on me to be the best of the year in my course? Why did I have to fall for a famous person who has to go to other countries and potentially meet someone far better than me?"
"Okay, there are a few things I need to correct." Batari started while putting hot chocolate powder into the mugs and adding hot water.
"Like what, Mum?" Magnus pushed, watching her hopefully.
Batari poured milk into the hot chocolate and stirred the drinks before carrying them over to the table. She placed one down in front of Magnus before sitting on a stool. "Okay, there's a lot we need to talk about. One thing at a time. Maggie, we're in a world that is for a terrible, strange, happy and goddamn awful surprises. One moment we're in love and the next we're hurting. What happened to Camille was tragic, however, you need to remember that she survived. Do not hold yourself back in such a dark past because things are better now. Trust me, I understand how that feels."
Magnus looked down to see that she covered his hand with her own, her engagement and wedding rings glimmering in the light. "You've never taken those rings off."
"I've never fallen out of love with your father, even after all this time. I promise him my heart for eternity and that will never die." She whispered, gazing over her shoulder at a photo next to the window of the couple when they were young. Magnus watched Batari closely. "Years have gone by, you're no longer a little boy and I'm not longer happily married. However, he will always be the man of my dreams, Maggie. I will love him until my last breath, and even after then…you know, I've never told you this, but it still feels like he's going to come home. I'll catch myself waiting by the front door before remembering that…it'll never happen."
"What does this have to do with Cammie, Mum?" Magnus whimpered, causing her grip to tighten around his hand.
"I don't want you to hold onto the past like I have, Magnus. I never lived my life to the fullest after your father's death because I was constantly mourning what I had lost. I regret that now." Batari explained, letting dark tendrils of hair fall in front of her face. "The past lives in the past, it has taken me many years to realise that. Camille's accident is in the past, do not let it take you many years to understand that either. And as for university, Magnus, they're pressuring you because they believe you are the best of the best. It's tough, but it's also a compliment. They believe in you, Magnus."
"It does not help my mental state though," Magnus muttered, "and what if I don't win the award?"
"Magnus, I say this as lovingly as possible…anyone can see you're the best. It's been that way since you started university. The likelihood of someone else winning is very low." Batari stated, watching her son closely. "Do not take that as more pressure, instead, convert it to motivation."
"Do you know what sucks? If I do win, I have to dance with my partner at the Idris Ball, but Alec won't be able to go." Magnus took a sip of his hot chocolate, wincing at its boiling temperature.
"You'll get your time to shine with him eventually, darling." Batari kissed Magnus on the forehead and yanked him closer for a hug. "Soon, the whole world will know about you two and you might be longing for the freedom you currently have."
"I guess you're right, Mum." Magnus said thoughtfully, shutting his eyes and leaning into the embrace.
"A mother always knows best," she kidded before falling silent and enjoying the moment with her son.
"The Lightwoods have always been a family to surprise the public, from break ups to statements about their sexualities, they are often in the spotlight. Not one to disappoint, Isabelle Lightwood has recently made her own announcement about her love life. Despite a bitter split with Meliorn Knightly, Isabelle is once again taken. However, this time with one of our very own Americans. Our workers had to do a bit of research, although, after a picture posted by Isabelle herself last night, the identity of her lover has been revealed. Take a look at the post."
The video of the woman was replaced by the picture Izzy had taken with Simon and his family in the restaurant. She had captioned the image as "Meeting my man's family with TheSimaster, ElaineElaine and BeckyLewis."
"Isabelle's man has been revealed to be one Simon Lewis, a self-professed musician and lover of all things videogames who also works at Taki's Diner. Not Isabelle's usual type of man, but no one can deny that the couple seem besotted with each other. I mean, just look at the way he gazes at her. Where can I find a man like that? Well, to Isabelle and Simon, I wish you two luck. That's all we have time for this week, folks. Thank you and good bye," the host waved at the camera while the show's music started blaring to end the episode.
"Isabelle, are you seriously watching gossip shows about yourself?" Alec said from behind her after finishing his shower. "That is so sad."
"Oh hush it, I know you used to search your own name up." Isabelle retorted cheekily, getting to her feet.
"Just to make sure they weren't saying anything mean about me." Alec protested defensively, drying his hair with a towel.
"Yeah right, whatever helps you sleep at night. However, thank God you're out of the bathroom, I thought it'd never end." Isabelle teased, jumping up over the hotel's leather sofa. "Bath time!"
Alec watched her with a bemused expression before shaking his head, "sisters."
Tessa paused when she heard the sound of her doorbell, sending confusion running throughout her body. Placing down the book she was reading, she got to her feet and glided down the doorway. The wooden floor creaked and growled under each step while the doorbell rang again. She could see the outline of what appeared to be dark hair through the decorate glass work in the door. Slowly twisting the cold doorhandle, the door squealed open and her eyes widened at the person standing in front of her.
"Finally Tessie," Maia beamed at her, clutching multiple plastic bags filled with shopping. "You took your time."
Tessa felt her mouth go dry when Maia's enchanting chocolate brown eyes looked directly into her own grey ones. She felt her cheeks become rosy as she self-consciously tugged on the hem of her dress. "I wasn't expecting you."
"We both know I'm full of surprises, babe." Maia winked cheekily at Tessa, completely confident compared to Tessa's shy personality. "Can I come in?"
"Of course, come in. Sorry, that was so rude of me." Tessa stumbled aside, blushing an even brighter red when Maia placed a firm kiss on her cheek. She hazardously looked around the empty street before her frantic eyes landed back on Maia's humoured self. "Maia, someone might see us."
"Then let them," Maia growled passionately, eyes flashing possessively as she waited for Tessa to shut the door behind them. "I want them to know that you're mine."
"We need to be more careful than that, Mai." Tessa reminded the caramel skinned woman, taking some of the shopping bags and leading them to the kitchen.
"I know, I know." Maia rolled her eyes, dropping the grocery bags onto the table with a thud. "I just wanted to kiss you hello. For once."
"What are these?" Tessa motioned towards Maia's shopping, ignoring Maia's sassy attitude and remark.
Maia gracefully made her way around the kitchen bench, her hair bouncing with the movement. "They are the ingredients for dinner tonight." She informed Tessa, who let out a gasp when she felt Maia's breath against the back of her neck.
"That was thoughtful of you," Tessa stated quietly, fighting off her urge to stop Maia from wrapping her arms around Tessa's waist from behind.
The way that Tessa tensed up from the touch made the slightly taller brunette sigh and rest her forehead on Tessa's shoulder. "Tess, when are you going to stop rejecting us? Even in the privacy of your own home."
"I'm not rejecting us," Tessa rushed to say, forcing herself to relax into the embrace.
"Yes, you are. Stop denying the truth and listen to me for once. We've been keeping our relationship a secret for a year. A year, Tess. A year in which all we've done in public is share longing looks and make cracks about finding us single ladies a worthy man. Oh Maia, you'll find yourself a man. Well, I don't want a man, Theresa Gray. I want you. And people will start to realise how we feel about each other. We can't keep hiding our feelings forever." Maia turned her around and gazed into her eyes. "Why won't you accept us? Don't you want me too?"
"Of course, I want you! It's just that no one will understand, Maia." Tessa whispered, placing her hands onto Maia's curvaceous hips.
"That is a load of rubbish, Tess. They will understand, open your eyes. Your best friends are a gay couple. Will and Jem would never judge us, nor would Magnus. Even Camille would understand, and everyone knows she's the biggest judgemental bitch." Maia insisted, cupping Tessa's jaw with her calloused hands. "They love you."
"But…what if they're just another Nate?" Tessa whimpered, averting her eyes. She distracted herself by tracing the belt buckles on Maia's black ripped skinny jeans. Maia to snarled at Tessa's whisper and protectively tugged her closer by the white lace of her dress. Tessa gasped at the sudden movement, her hands moving up and clutching Maia's bare shoulders. "Maia?"
"Then I'll show them not to talk shit to my girlfriend, just like how I showed Nate." Maia promised vehemently, eyes blazing with a mixture of emotions. "I won't let anyone hurt you, Tessa. I swear."
"You can't promise that," Tessa countered weakly, licking her lips and trying to back away.
"Yes, I can." Maia insisted, shifting closer to Tessa before her face softened. She leaned forward and gently kissed Tessa on the forehead. "Don't let hatred stop you from loving someone, Tess."
"Even if that hatred scares me?" Tessa questioned, trembling. "I can't handle another Nate, Maia."
"You never will have to ever again. I wasn't there to protect you when he betrayed you, but I am now. Nate will never hurt you, I'll make sure of it." Maia's voice was intense and low, only for it to crack when she saw the watery service of Tessa's eyes. "Come here."
Tessa practically fell into Maia's arms, clasping onto the taller woman. "I love you, Maia Roberts. One day, I'll be ready to tell the world about us. I promise."
"I love you, Tessa Gray." Maia muttered, shutting her eyes and taking in the sweet smell of Tessa's perfume. "One day."
"I think Alec's in the next stage of boyfriend withdrawal syndrome," Izzy stated at the table while she and Jace finished their breakfast. "Absolute craziness."
"Shut up, Isabelle." Alec grumbled, playing with his hair in the mirror. "You wouldn't understand how this feels since you've never had a serious boyfriend."
"I don't know about that, Meliorn and I had our moments, dear brother." Izzy leered up at Alec before winking, causing the singer to gag from the comment.
"I do not want to hear my sister's suggestive comments." Alec complained, sharing a horrified look with Jace before the golden haired man returned to the original topic.
"I second what you said, Iz." Jace lowered his voice to a stage whisper and leaned closer towards his sister. "He's even caring about his looks."
"I know, so strange. Perhaps he should see a doctor? Better yet, go to an asylum so he could stop pissing me off with his questions about what flower would Magnus prefer-" Isabelle gasped.
"Do you think Magnus is thinking of me?" Jace mocked, mimicking Alec's voice.
"What if he finds someone else while he thinks I'm away in Canada?" Izzy added dramatically, waving her hand across her forehead and pretending to faint. "Oh no, Magnus, do not forget me my fair maiden."
"Please Magnus, for our love will never die," Jace continued before the two siblings burst into loud laughter.
As soon as Izzy caught her breath, she started helping herself to another serving of porridge. "Are you going to come and have breakfast yet, Alec?"
"You two are not helping," Alec stormed over and snatched a piece of toast off the table. "This is a serious matter."
"It's certainly helping my declining level of sanity," Izzy muttered under her breath as she handed Alec a plate without looking at him.
"Thanks," Alec muttered, munching his toast and sitting down. "Still though, tonight's a big night. Both for myself and Magnus. It's the night we'll be announcing our relationship to the whole world-"
"Yes, yes, we know. We've heard about it for the past fucking week," Jace growled, glowering at Alec before facing Isabelle. "Is it too early to crack open a bottle of vodka? I need some hard-core spirits right about now."
"It's happy hour somewhere in the world?" Isabelle suggested, smirking at Jace while Alec frowned. "I know I brought tequila with me."
"Magnus says that saying," he whispered, causing Izzy and Jace to let out groans.
"Tonight cannot come fast enough," Izzy muttered, sharing frustrated looks with Jace.
"Where is that vodka and tequila when we need it?" Jace whined before they returned to focusing on their breakfasts.
"Mum, you need to calm down, you're turning into a crazier old lady than usual." Magnus said as Batari fussed with his bowtie. "Even crazier than Cammie when a new episode of her favourite T.V. show comes on."
"Magnus Bane, you cannot talk. I saw your little dance when you felt that your make up with perfect. Or what is it you and Cammie call it? On fleek." Batari argued, finally stepping back and taking in the sight of her son. "Oh my baby is all grown up."
"To begin with, please never try and use teenager slang every again. And secondly, I've been grown up for years, Mum." Magnus reminded her calmly, crossing his arms over his chest.
"You are such a drama queen." Batari mumbled, unfolding his arms and beginning to smooth down the creases in his jacket. "Something things never change."
"And they never will," Magnus swore, causing Batari to slowly gaze up at him, her hands stopping their mission.
Their matching emerald eyes caught each other's, Batari's a little wider and Magnus' appearing slitted from the effect of his makeup. The mother and son continued to watch each other closely until there was a knock on the front door.
"Who is that?" Magnus inquired, completely puzzled.
Batari stepped back with a sheepish smile, "I'll go get it."
She headed towards the door, leaving Magnus alone in the hallway to gaze at himself in the small mirror. His hair was loose with streaks glitter throughout it, matching his glittery purple suit and silver eyeshadow. He started to straighten up his silver tie that went surprisingly well with the ensemble. Magnus continued to scrutinise his outfit, muttering to himself, "hair down…is it really the best choice?"
"You look amazing, Mags." A voice chimed in from behind him, and Magnus whirled around to see Camille in her wheelchair, Ragnor behind her.
"Not looking too bad, Bane." Ragnor smirked at him as Magnus gaped at his two friends.
"What are you two doing here?" He shrieked, eyes wide as Batari joined the group.
"We couldn't miss tonight for the world." Camille informed Magnus, grinning up at him. "Now why won't you get down here and hug me?"
Magnus was quick to obey, practically throwing himself at the blonde and wrapping himself around her small body. "Thank you so much, Cammie."
"You are most welcome." She replied softly, kissing him on the cheek. "And you're looking stunning – as always. Hair down was the right decision."
"Are you sure?" he queried, returning to the mirror and checking his appearance.
"I'm Camille Belcourt, I'm always right." She kidded, before sighting the silver mask next to the mirror. "That mask won't do."
"What do you mean it won't do?" Magnus glowered at her, "it's all I've got. I have to leave in 20 minutes."
"Good thing Saint Camille is here to save the day," she giggled, her eyes lighting up with joy.
Ragnor snorted, "and what am I? A turnip?"
"Sweetheart, just hand over the mask." Cammile requested, exasperated at his antics as Ragnor searched through a bag and produced a shimmering mask.
"Here you go," he walked around the wheelchair, holding the mask out towards Magnus.
Magnus' brow furrowed as he lowly reached out, accepting the mask from one of his oldest friends. It was certainly far more spectacular than his original mask. The mask was an array of colours, including silver, purple, gold and blue. Gemstones stood out, along with small purple feathers and array of what Magnus assumed to be fake diamonds. "Cammie, how much did this cost?"
"That doesn't matter right now." Camille shook her head, beaming up at him. "Do you like it?"
"Like it?" Magnus stared at her over his shoulder, still in awe. "I love it!"
"Good, now put it on. Time is ticking and we still need to get photos before you head off." Camille chuckled while Batari stepped forward.
"Let me," she murmured, carefully taking the mask from Magnus and reaching up to place it on him. "Thank God for heels or you would be too tall for me to do this."
"Oh hush it, Mum." Magnus kidded, smiling at her in the mirror as he watched the mask cover half of his face. "Wow Camille, you have amazing taste."
Camille hummed in response while Ragnor muttered something under his breath, only to receive a dirty look from his girlfriend. Batari stood away from Magnus when it was firmly tied on, clapping her hands together. "Photo time!"
"Mum," Magnus groaned as she snatched his hand and dragged him into the front room of the house. "What are you-"
Magnus found himself cut off by a loud shout of, "surprise!"
"What the actual fuck?" he yelled in shock, jumping back and almost bumping into an annoyed Ragnor.
"Magnus Bane, you may be king of the night, but that is no way to speak." Batari chastised, whacking his arm.
"I…what are you all doing here?" Magnus swallowed thickly, staring at the multitude of people in his lounge room.
"We're here to see you before you go to the ball, silly!" Tessa laughed from where she stood beside a waving Maia, rushing forward and giving Magnus a quick hug. "You look amazing."
"Not as amazing as me though, that's impossible." Will piped up, receiving an elbow to the ribs from Jem.
"William, for once, stop seeking attention." Jem huffed before facing Magnus. "What Tessa said was entirely true though, Magnus. You will be the beau of the ball."
"Stop praising other men, you're my fiancé." Will whined, giving Magnus a fowl look. "You look alright, I suppose."
Magnus rolled his eyes, but knew that was high praise from Will. "Thanks Will, I'm definitely looking better than you."
"It's a once-off," Will smirked at Magnus while Clary headed towards the glittery man.
"I love the mask," she stated in awe after giving Magnus a quick hug. "It's so beautiful!"
"I know," Magnus said proudly, grinning at Camille. "Cammie got it for me."
Clary's eyes sparkled mischievously, "hmm, Camille always seems to know what's best. It's almost an uncanny ability."
"Enough about me," Camille declared, shrugging Clary's comments off. "Photo time."
"Stand in the middle, Maggie." Batari demanded, shoving him into place as his friends crowded around him. She took his photo after he unlocked it and retrieved the camera function. "Okay, on three. One…two…three."
"Cheese!" Everyone shouted, expect for William who felt the need to shout his own name instead.
"Wow, you take narcissism to a whole new level." Simon remarked cheekily from where he stood beside a bouncing Clary.
"Oi, shut it Salmon." William sneered, resulting in a sigh from Jem and a laugh from Ragnor.
"If you two don't mind, it's my special night." Magnus reminded them jokingly.
"So can it," Camille snapped light-heartedly before pausing for another picture.
"Okay, my turn to get a picture." Batari cheered, practically sprinting to Magnus' side and wrapping her arms around him.
"Let me take the photo for you, Batari." Jem said charmingly, taking Magnus' phone and stepping back. "Smile!"
Batari snuggled into Magnus' side as the pair beamed at the camera, their green eyes showing their happiness and large grins matching. Magnus placed a kiss on his mother's head as she gazed up at him. He squeezed her tighter, "love you, Mum."
"I love you too, sweetheart." She replied, enjoying the bonding moment and not seeing the awes from the women (and Simon).
"I'm running so late," Alec hissed to himself as his driver sped through the streets of Brooklyn. "Stupid meeting. Running thirty minutes over time."
His phone chimed on the seat, where it was placed next to the purple and silver mask that Helen informed him would match Magnus' outfit. Alec tugged uncomfortably at his navy blue tie before picking the phone up. He scanned the screen: 1 NEW MESSAGE. He quickly unlocked his phone and felt a smile rise to his face when he realised it was Magnus who texted him. Photos came up on his screen: ones of the whole group of Magnus' friends and then two of Magnus with Batari. Alec felt himself awe at one photo in particular, where Magnus was kissing the crown of Batari's head while she gazed up at him. Anyone could see her pride for her son reflected on her face. Alec read through the text Magnus sent afterwards. "Wish you were here. I love you xx".
Smiling sneakily to himself, Alec was fast to reply. "So do I You look amazing, Mags. So gorgeous, I hope men keep their hands off MY boyfriend! I love you too."
Pocketing his phone, Alec leaned against the window, feeling excitement stir inside him.
Magnus strutted down the make-shift red carpet, the air chilly around him as groups of friends stood in front of Lake Lyn – one of Idris' university's pride when it comes to their campus. Trees were decorated with fairy lights – the lights reflecting off Magnus' skin as he passed them. He waved at a few friends from his classes before climbing the front steps of Idris University Ballroom. Classical music wafted out of the large front doors that were pulled open. It took Magnus a few moments to adjust to the marble floor, tall white walls and the glass ceiling of the ballroom. In the middle of the ceiling hung an enormous chandelier that glistening in the light. Magnus blinked, his eyes adjusting to the bright light before his focus turned to the couples dancing in the middle of the room to the music created by a live orchestral band.
Masks covered everyone's faces as a darkhaired waiter came up to Magnus' side, "welcome Sir to the Idris Ball, anything I can get you to begin with tonight? A refreshment? Or perhaps a glass of champagne?"
"I'm fine, thank you." Magnus waved him off before striding through the crowd, his hands clasped behind his back as his eyes searching for a familiar face. He knew that people were pointing to him and whispering behind their hands, which made his internal nerves increase. Tonight was the night that he found out whether he was the top student of his year.
Magnus did not have to wander far before a high-pitched voice from behind him called out, "Magnus! Over here!"
Turning around, Magnus soon caught sight of a woman with familiar golden blonde hair that was tied back into an orderly bun. She standing next to a tall, scowling man with paler blonde hair and bright blue eyes. Magnus grinned and pranced closer to her, holding his arms wide and announcing dramatically, "dearest Jessamine, you look astonishing."
Wearing her white lace dress with a white choker and golden mask, Jessamine certainly looked like a goddess. One that definitely didn't suit the sulking man beside her. Ignoring Nate, Jessamine laughed, "Oh Magnus, how you must always be the life of the party. You look handsome, by the way. Alexander should be careful, someone might try and steal you away from him."
"Why thank you darling, I do try. And Alexander has no competition, however appealing I may be." He winked down at her, only for the pair to be interrupted by Nate.
"I have a call I have to take for work." He grumbled, glaring down at his phone.
Jessamine frowned deeply. "I thought we both agreed there would be no business talk tonight, Nate." She whispered, deflating and her shoulders slouching forward.
"I can't control it. I do what my boss says," he shrugged and started to walk away. "I'll be back soon. Half an hour at the max."
He was gone before Jessamine could reply, her eyes shining with unshed tears. "You always do this," she whispered into the air.
Magnus quickly stepped closer and murmured into her ear, "are you still desiring a dance?"
Jessamine immediately perked up, successfully distracted. "A dance with Magnus Bane? However could a lady refuse?" She teased, holding out her arm.
Magnus took it gracefully and led the pair of friends to the middle of the dance floor as they started their waltz. "You really do look gorgeous, Jessa."
"Thank you, that's the first time someone's told me tonight." She admitted, shamefully lowering her eyes.
"Not even Nate?" Magnus' eyes narrowed when she nodded. "You need a better man – surely I can hook you up with someone?"
"I love him, Magnus." She retorted fiercely, staring up at him with fire burning in her eyes.
"But does he love you?" Magnus queried as he twirled her before pulling her close. "That's what you need to ask yourself. Does he cherish you above all others? Or should I say, above work?"
"I…" Jessamine hesitated, her body tensing up as they spun around, her dress magnificently flowing with the movement.
Magnus, aware of the eyes of awed couple following them, continued. "Do not answer now, for tonight is going to be a good night. Just do not forget about it later, either."
"I won't." She swore before finding herself dipped in the middle of the ballroom, Magnus' emerald eyes gazing intently into hers.
"Good," he said before moving his hands to rest on her ribs and lifting her up above his head.
For the first time in a very long time, Magnus heard Jessamine out an entirely authentic and good-humoured belly laugh. "Magnus, put me down before I have a wardrobe malfunction!"
"Fine," he conceded, lowering Jessamine back down to the ground as they waltzed, elegantly twisting and turning around the ballroom. They received envious stares from other dancers as they stood out from the crowd. The friends continued to dance for the next few songs, and before they knew it, the night was nearly halfway through. Waiters were preparing the tables for them to eat at, just in-time for Ms Ke to step up onto a stage at the front of the ballroom. They only stopped when there was the sound of a glass being gently hit with a spoon echoed around the room. Magnus immediately felt the distraction of dancing fall away as the reality of the situation hit him. This was potentially a huge night for his career.
"Attention please," Ms Ke requested politely, watching for the buzz to settle down before continuing. "Thank you for attending tonight, and I must say, you all look spectacular. A few things must be approached before we get to the main announcement that I know you are all waiting for with batted breath. Firstly, a huge thank you to our staff working here tonight to keep things running smoothly."
Courteous applause broke out and Magnus felt himself begin to shake. Jessamine noticed and leaned towards him, "calm down before you have a fit."
"I can't help it," Magnus replied, biting his lower lip.
Jessamine giggled, "Magnus Bane – nervous? Who would've thought it was possible?"
"Oh hush it, you." Magnus teased, shoving her gently before Ms Ke began to speak again.
"Secondly, thank you to the Idris Orchestra for performing such delightful music that we all have been enjoying." Ms Ke paused for more clapping as the conductor of the band bowed towards the crowd. "And lastly, please remember to behave responsibly tonight, we want no misbehaviour or our staff will be forced to send you on your way home early. Now, onto the award of the night. The top student of this year. The winner of this award has been chosen for their keen eye for fashion, skills and creativity. Their passion and work ethic has also been noted, along with their amazing designs. The winner will be having our guest model wear their end of semester project design at the Idris Fashion Show coming up in a few weeks. This guest model will be announcing this student tonight. Therefore, I would like to welcome the guest model for this year, the gorgeous and renowned model, Isabelle Lightwood!"
The students broke out into excited cheers as Magnus gaped at the sight of Isabelle strutting onto the stage in a sparkly and fitted silver dress that hugged her body perfectly. Her hair was curled and styled over one shoulder, with her red lips standing out as she came to stand in front of the microphone. The cheers took minutes before they settled down, Isabelle smiling graciously the whole time with an envelope in her hand.
"I thought the Lightwoods were in Canada?" Jessamine muttered to a surprised Magnus.
"So did I," he replied, blinking and shaking his head in an attempt to break out of his shock.
"Thank you, thank you. Thank you so much for such a warm welcome, Idris University. It is a pleasure to associate myself with such fine fashion students, as yourself. I have a strong passion for fashion, and the work you all produce brings me so much joy. However, I cannot wait to wear the top student's design on the runway, and I promise I will do my best to provide the justice it deserves. Nor can I wait to share the first dance with them, which I've heard is customary. If it is a female, I'm sure I can rope my brother, Jace, into the dance, if it is preferred." Isabelle started, her English accent strong and every word articulated clearly. Everyone laughed at her joke before she took in a deep breath and continued. "Without further ado, I would love to announce the winner for tonight."
"Have I missed anything?" Nate came to stand behind Magnus and Jessamine, only to be shushed as Jessamine clutched Magnus' hand. "Fine then, be rude like that."
Isabelle began to open the envelope, the sound echoing around the room as everyone waited with batted breath. Clearing her throat, Isabelle scanned the card and then stepped closer to the microphone. "The top student for a Bachelor of Fashion Studies is…Magnus Bane."
Magnus felt his heart race as Jessamine started screaming in his ear. Her arms were thrown around his shoulder while she shrieked, shaking him with her jumping. She placed a sloppy kiss onto his cheek before squealing, "you did, Magnus! You did it!"
"Holy shit," he whispered, feeling people patting him on the back.
Nate even gave him a rare smile, "good job."
"Go collect your award and remember to smile," Jessamine pushed him towards the stage as he swallowed thickly and subtly tried to neaten up his jacket.
People congratulated him on his way up as he walked to the side of the stage, smiling at a teary eyed Ms Ke. Climbing the stairs, Magnus felt all eyes on him as he crossed the stage, heading towards Isabelle. Even in her happy state, he still felt somewhat intimidated by the only Lightwood daughter.
Isabelle faced him and was quick to hug him tightly, her skinny arms encasing him around his neck. She burrowed her head into his neck, "congratulations Magnus, you deserved this."
"I thought you were in Canada?" Magnus muttered in her ear, holding on to her small waist; the sequins on her dress uncomfortably rough against his hands.
"There were last minute arrangements." She winked at him while stepping back and glancing over his shoulder.
Magnus turned to see Ms Ke striding up to him with a sparking crown resting on a red cushion. Isabelle took the crown of the cushion and reached up to rest it on Magnus' head. Magnus stopped Ms Ke before she could leave the stage, "thank you."
"It was all you," she stated warmly, patting him on the arm before returning to her position next to the stage.
"You might need to crouch a little. I'm not that tall," Izzy joked, Magnus obeying her, immediately feeling the weight of the crown on his head. Izzy then faced the crowd, "may I introduce, the King of the Idris Ball, Magnus Bane!"
Magnus waved while people continued to scream. Over the top of them, Jessamine shouted, "speech!"
This was soon chanted among the crowd as Magnus took his place by the microphone, blinking to stop the tears dribbling from his eyes. "Wow…thank you so much. I cannot believe this right now. The fact I'm standing next to Isabelle Lightwood alone is enough to leave me in shock. I just want to thank everyone who has been there by my side and supported me all these years. To my classmates, you have given me some of the greatest moments I will cherish forever." Magnus caught Jessamine's eye and sniffled, causing everyone to awe. "Just…thank you so much. Now, I have to stop talking before I get too emotional. Just…thank you."
Magnus stepped back as music started playing and the crowd moved away from the stage, giving him room for his first dance. Beside him, Izzy held out her hand, "are you ready for this?"
"I was born ready," Magnus replied, giving her a watery smile as they descended down the stage steps and headed towards the middle of the ballroom. Piano began to ring out throughout the ballroom while everyone watched them closely. Magnus went to place his hand on Izzy's waist when she suddenly caught his wrist.
"I'm sorry Magnus, but I don't think I should dance with you." Izzy stepped back from him, an apologetic expression on her face.
Everyone seemed bemused while Magnus gawked at her, "what are you doing? Why?"
"I…I think there's someone better for it." She smiled, "let me take your crown so it's easier for you though. We don't want it falling off."
Isabelle quickly removed the crown with a small grin and turned her back to him, walking towards Ms Ke as Magnus shifted awkwardly, aware of the eyes on him. A dance with the winner had never been rejected by the guest model before.
"Excuse me, but I believe this belongs to you?" Magnus' eyes widened at the familiar voice coming from behind him as he whirled around.
There stood a man, dressed in a black suit with a navy blue tie and a purple and blue mask that was a lot simpler than Magnus'. He was holding a white handkerchief that had the initials F.B sewn into the corner. Felix Bane. Magnus' eyes climbed up the arm, catching the blue eyes that left him breathless, just like the first time they met.
"Alexander?" He murmured as Alec stepped closer, wiping away the tears that began to fall from Magnus' eyes. He placed the handkerchief into Magnus' pants pocket.
"Can I have this dance?" He questioned as a singer from the orchestra started to sing.
What would I do without your smart mouth?
Drawing me in, and you kicking me out.
All Magnus could respond with was a small nod, his body tense and hands clenched. Alec moved closer, opening Magnus' hand and linking the fingers on his right hand with Magnus' left. Slowly, they brought up their other hands to rest on each other's shoulders before swaying to the music.
You've got my head spinning, no kidding, I can't pin you down.
What's going on in that beautiful mind?
I'm on your magical mystery ride.
And I'm so dizzy, don't know what hit me, but I'll be alright.
"I thought you were in Canada for a few more weeks?" Magnus queried, their bodies pressed together as they swayed on the spot.
Alec turned his head to whisper into Magnus' ear, "I lied. I never went to Canada, I just wanted to surprise you tonight."
"I don't know whether to be annoyed or touched. Possibly a mixture of both. You definitely succeeded in surprising me though." Magnus joked weakly, his eyes still watering from the array of emotions he was feeling.
My head's under water,
But I'm breathing fine.
You're crazy and I'm out of my mind.
"You do know that everyone's going to know about us? Now that you've shown up. As soon as all of them realise I'm dancing with you, everything will be out in the open. Is that what you want?" Magnus felt his cheeks going red as he cleared his throat, becoming unsure about the amount of vulnerability he was showing to the world.
"Maggie, I want them to know. I want the whole world to know. I'm not afraid anymore – I don't want to hide our relationship." Alec pulled back to gaze into Magnus' misty eyes. "I want the world to know that I love you."
'Cause all of me loves all of you.
Love your curves and all your edges,
All your perfect imperfections.
"I love you too," Magnus sniffed, more tears trickling down his cheeks, causing his eyeliner to smudge.
"Don't cry, love. We both know you'd hate it if you're make up is ruined in the pictures." Alec teased him lovingly, tenderly drying away the tears with his sleeve. "That and you're too beautiful for tears. I want to see you smiling."
"I just love you so much," Magnus confessed, resting his forehead on Alec's shoulder.
Alec kissed the side of Magnus' head, "I adore you, Magnus. With all my heart."
Give your all to me,
I'll give my all to you.
You're my end and my beginning,
Even when I lose I'm winning.
Alec began to sing along with the song, softly in Magnus' ear. Magnus chuckled, "who sings this song?"
"Technically, no one as of yet. Although I know the man who wrote it. And I knew who it was written about. Let me tell you, there was a lot of love put into this song. Came straight from the composer's heart." Alec said casually, Magnus head immediately shooting up, almost whacking their foreheads together.
"Did you write this?" Magnus inquired, his eyes wide with wonder.
"Sure did, for a certain man I feel in love with. I'm certain that you know him very well." Alec answered humorously, although his serious eyes betrayed the importance of his reply. Magnus felt the words leave his tongue as he gazed at Alec in a mixture of amazement, surprise and adoration.
'Cause I give you all of me
And you give me all of you, oh oh.
Alec continued to sing the next verse in Magnus' ear, his voice gruff with emotion.
How many times do I have to tell you,
Even when you're crying you're beautiful too.
Alec made a point of pointedly poking Magnus' arm when he mentioned the crying, which made him receive a gentle shove and huff from his amused boyfriend.
The world is beating you down, I'm around through every mood.
You're my downfall, you're my muse.
Over Alec's shoulder, Magnus caught Isabelle watching them with Jace beside her. Apparently Jace must've been hiding in the ballroom as well and was finally able to join his sister. Both Lightwoods were beaming at them with their phones recording the dance. Isabelle motioned towards her mouth and smiled exaggeratedly before Magnus realised her message. He then made a point of smiling and nodding at her, which she returned with her own.
My worst distraction, my rhythm and blues.
I can't stop singing, it's ringing, in my head for you.
"God, that line is way too true. It's practically the cause of my nightmares." Jace grumbled to an entertained Isabelle. "Why does he always have to compose songs at eight in the morning? What's wrong with writing them in the afternoon when people are awake?"
"Oh be quiet, Jace. Let them be in love." Isabelle snapped back, resting her head on Jace's shoulder as he rolled his eyes fondly and slung his free arm over her shoulder.
"Whatever you say, baby sister." He grinned down at her, both siblings feeling happy for their big brother.
My head's under water,
But I'm breathing fine.
You're crazy and I'm out of my mind.
"How on Earth did you plan all of this?" Magnus questioned, moving his arms to wrap around Alec's neck. He cranked his neck to keep taking in everything that was going on around them.
Alec moved Magnus' face so that he was looking back at him before his arms snaked around Magnus' waist and pulled him closer. "I had a little help from some friends."
'Cause all of me loves all of you.
Love your curves and all your edges,
All your perfect imperfections.
"Mission accomplished," Jessamine murmured proudly to Nate, who placed his arm on her shoulder.
"What are you going on about now, Jessie?" He asked, gazing down at her.
Jessamine glanced up at him innocently, giving him a look that almost made him genuinely smile. "I received a call from Camille, who heard from Simon, who was told by Izzy, that Alec planned to surprise Magnus tonight. Camille wanted me to ask Magnus what he was going to wear – it was too suspicious if she questioned it too much. I told her what Magnus planned to wear tonight and she mentioned it to Alec's stylist so that we could match their colour schemes."
"My sneaky girlfriend," Nate smirked and kissed Jessamine's temple in a rare display of public affection. "I didn't get a chance to tell you earlier, but you look beautiful."
Jessamine bit her lower lip to stop herself from breaking out into a large grin.
Give your all to me,
I'll give my all to you.
You're my end and my beginning.
Even when I lose I'm winning.
'Cause I give you all of me
And you give me all of you, oh oh.
"I don't like the masks anymore," Alec announced, reaching up behind Magnus' head and starting to skilfully untie Magnus'.
"Careful, I like that mask. Cammie got it for me." Magnus ordered, gawping when Alec simply dropped it onto the floor beside them. "Alexander."
"Correction, I got it for you and asked Cammie to give it to you." Alec informed him as he went to remove his own mask, only to be stopped by Magnus.
"Let me," Magnus whispered, his breath warm against Alec's face. "Are you ready for this?"
"I've been ready for a while now," Alec admitted as the mask silently fell to the floor, revealing his identity.
Whispers broke out from the onlookers and flashes from cameras were suddenly directed towards the pair. Alexander Lightwood is dating Magnus Bane.
Give me all of you.
Cards on the table, we're both showing hearts,
Risking it all, though it's hard.
The light unexpectedly turned off, with the chandelier still shining brightly above the two dancing lovers. The chandelier's glory wasn't given justice until the lights were all off. Magnus let out a cry of surprise, causing Alec to hold him closer and murmur comfortingly, "keep watching."
It was as if it was out of a movie. Slowly, fairy lights that were originally unnoticed came to life – some dangling from the ceiling, others decorating the tables and a plentiful at the front of the stage, creating a love heart shape. Little fake candles also lit up, creating a romantic atmosphere. Magnus then looked up when he felt something tickling his face, only to realise that silver glitter was falling from the ceiling, almost like snow.
"Now how the hell did you manage that?" he grumbled, partially happy, partially self-conscious.
"I'm close friends with one of your lecturers. She managed to pull some strings to let some of my stage designer team come in here and work some magic." Alec twirled Magnus and then tugged him closer. "Turns out she's rather fond of you."
"Who?" Magnus raised an eyebrow.
"You know Ms Ke?" Alec started, waiting for Magnus' affirmation. "Ke is her maiden name, she goes by it when she's teaching because her married know is rather well-known. However, I know her by her married name – Penhallow. Jia Penhallow. She's Aline's mother, we've known each other for a few years now."
"Ms Ke is actually Aline's mother?" Magnus' eyes were wide and he turned to observe his previous lecturer. Suddenly, it was so obvious – they had the bone facial structure, skin colour and straight dark hair. Ms Ke's off-handed remarks during conversations about her daughter's love for travel and music. The way she seemed to comfortable and familiar with the Lightwoods when they visited Idris. Even Aline and Jia's expressions and body shapes were similar. "Wow, this night just keeps becoming more and more surprising. "
'Cause all of me loves all of you,
Love your curves and all your edges.
All your perfect imperfections.
"Good, are you ready to make it even more surprising?" Alec kidded, only for Magnus to grin in response and nod.
Looking smug, Magnus twirled Alec around and then pressed their bodies together again. "You can try but I don't think you'll succeed – ompf!"
Give your all to me
I'll give my all to you,
You're my end and my beginning.
Even when I lose I'm winning.
Alec's lips had silenced Magnus, his arms gripping Magnus' waist as the tanned man stood frozen, eyes wide and arms limp. Slowly, as the shock wore away, Magnus got caught up in the moment. As the pair kissed passionately in front of their audience, Magnus vaguely heard Jace's cheer and Jessamine's awe. Loosing himself in the kiss, Magnus wrapped his arms around Alec's neck, his fingers bunching up the fabric of Alec's jacket. Well, if they weren't official before, they definitely were now.
'Cause I give you all of me
And you give me all of you.
Alec eventually pulled away to catch his breath before resting their foreheads together, "I love you, Magnus Bane."
"I love you too, Alexander Lightwood." Magnus replied as the pair burst out into laughter and continued to sway to the quieting music.
I give you all of me
And you give me all of you, oh oh.
The next morning, Magnus woke up happily in his man's arms. Alec was still sleeping on his back, shirtless and snoring softly with his hair matted. Rolling over, Magnus reached out to check his mobile, which was sitting on the bedside table. The number of notifications left him gaping as he quickly unlocked it and started with Instagram. The first post that showed up was uploaded by Jace. Magnus quickly realised it was a video and pressed play, only for the tune of All of Me to ring out while he watched himself and Alec sway to the music with their masks still on. Jace captioned the video "these two are so in love, it's almost sickening. Welcome to the family, Magnus. You two took your time." Magnus giggled at the comment, causing Alec to stir slightly and roll over so that his head was resting on Magnus' chest. Magnus automatically began to play with Alec's hair, soothing the man back to sleep as he scrolled further down. He soon came to a picture that Isabelle added, where he and Alec were caught up in each other's arms and about to kiss. Their eyes were shut as the fairy lights shaped like a love heart shone behind them. Glitter was falling down, casting a fantasy-like feeling through the picture. Magnus felt his body warm up when he read what Izzy said about the picture. "These two make me think that love can last for eternity. To Alec and Magnus, I hope you get your forever xx"
Magnus pressed on the comment button after noting the 200,000 comments from fans that she received. Typing quickly, Magnus posted the comment before lying back down and falling asleep with Alec in his arms. And when he woke up three hours later to the feeling of Alec's kiss before the singer went to have a shower, Magnus was happy to see that another person replied to his comment in Izzy's picture.
TheMagnificientMagnusBane: I think eternity sounds delightful xox
AlexanderLightwoodOfficial mentioned you in a comment: TheMagnificientMagnusBane why don't we start forever now?
Magnus spread out across the bed, a grin on his face. Eternity sounded perfect.
And that's it for this chapter! What did you think? :O Tessa and Maia have secretly been in love for the past year (did you pick up on the little things I've tried to add throughout the story? especially the look they shared in the last chapter), Jia Ke is actually Jia Penhallow (that was her official maiden name in the books, I checked!) and Malec is public! Woo hoo! I hope you liked the chapter and thank you so much to everyone who reviewed
Pri-Chan 1410 – Aww I'm glad you think Izzy and Simon look good together, so do I :3 Robert and Annamarie have a lot of work they have to do to redeem themselves in their children's eyes…whether they can do it? How knows? ;)
TomTheSquirrel – Hehe you got the ball! What did you think? I'm so excited to hear your opinion of it!
Wendy – Robert's certainly causing issues, but whether it's from good or bad intentions is the question. Yeah, I'm not too keen about Annamarie. She annoys me when I write about her :P I'm sure the Lightwood siblings will accept Camille, maybe a little more cautiously for some more than others. DID YOU LIKE THE BALL SCENE? DID YOU FEEL THAT MAGNUS CRASHED HEAD FIRST INTO THAT BRICK WALL CALLED LOVE? Thanks for reviewing!
DauntlessAR – I love Izzy and Simon and definitely plan to incorporate more sweet Sizzy moments! What did you think of the ball? I hope it was romantic enough. Hehehe boys causing chaos at Robert's movie can be done ;)
Wohlerbear – Ahaha I'm glad I got you fangirling! Mission accomplished ;) Aww it's sweet that you liked Simon's confession, I was so nervous about posting that chapter :O Thanks for reviewing
Tay – OH HI THERE! Maybe if I write a sequel, I'll develop Alec and Jace's past…I'm still trying to decide whether or not there'll be a sequel. I've got a few plans for it if it does go ahead though. I love your passion for my fic, makes me so happy :') His outfit didn't have the black shirt…but it was close? I mean a purple glimmer jacket and sparkly silver tie…sort of close? xD Robert's intentions are sort of confusing, but I do plan on developing them more. He's definitely a complex character in this fic! Max is coming soon…not to spoil too much but a KEYYYY part of CC's cruel plot in relation to Max will be in this fic. Maybe not how you expect it to be though *spoilers* ;) I love Jessamine's characterisation in the books, so I definitely enjoyed increasing her involvement in this chapter! Guest appearances from Valentine and Jonathan is a hard choice for me. Clary's mentioned that Valentine abandoned her. That's known. I'm still trying to decide whether I'll bring them in. Maybe they can come in for a guest appearance in a sequel? ;) And what did you think of the ball? And you got no cliffies, aren't I considerate? ;)
Guest(1) – Aww thank you for your review! Hehe I love Aline and Helen as well and I can't wait to explore their relationship more :')
Watergirl23 – Aww I'm glad you like the Sizzy scene! Thanks for reviewing!
– Haha to start with, I love your username. Secondly, your reviews made me giggle and inspired me to push myself to get this chapter posted sooner rather than later. I can't wait to see what you say next and I hope you love the chapter, just like how I've loved your funny comments! I tried to throw a little Cinderella in with the handkerchief that belonged to Magnus' dad…I don't know if you noticed that :P