Friday evening rolled around and I was getting ready to go out with Sebastian. We'd been texting back and forth for the past couple days and had agreed to go out to an Italian restaurant tonight.

I finished getting ready and decided that while I waited I may as well do something productive. I walked over to my desk and started moving homework and drawings into different folders and drawers. The drawing I'd done of Jace fluttered to the ground by my feet and I picked it up and looked at it sadly.

Jace and I hadn't spoken to one another since our phone call four days ago. I really wanted to talk to him but I knew that he was stubborn in his views and wasn't going to change his mind about us and I didn't want to grow any closer to him, knowing that he'd never be mine. I would only end in heartbreak and I wasn't willing to do that to myself.

The doorbell rang and I ran down the stairs to get it. I turned the key, pulled down the handle and opened the door to a smiling Sebastian. "These are for you," he said sheepishly, handing me a bunch of flowers. "Aww thanks, Sebastian. That's really sweet." This seemed odd for Sebastian but then again, I didn't know him that well. "Shall we go?" I asked.

He brought me out to his car and opened the door for me before climbing in himself. From his actions so far, ignoring everything I had previously thought of him, he seemed nice. Jonathan would like him.

Sebastian put some music on while we drove and I was happy to discover that we had very similar tastes in music. "I love this song!" I told him excitedly. "Me too!" he said, smiling.

We arrived at the restaurant and were led to our table. We talked about a lot of different things like movies and school, including English as he was in my class. "So, what do you think of the new teacher?" he asked me, while eating his pasta. "Mr Herondale? I like him, he's really nice," I replied, trying to sound indifferent. I couldn't believe he was bringing Jace up! I was here so I wouldn't think about him. "Yeah, better than Mr Starkweather anyway. I think all of the girls like him but that's got more to do with him being hot than anything else," he chuckled. "Yeah, I guess so," I laughed and changed the subject.

The rest of the date went pretty smoothly. I was happily surprised to realise that Sebastian was actually a really nice guy, he just seemed to put up a jerk front at school. After dinner, he drove me home and gave me a kiss on the cheek, telling me he'd see me at school on Monday. Maybe getting over Jace wouldn't be that hard.

Three Months Later

Three months had now passed since Jace had last spoke to me on the phone. Sebastian and I had begun dating and everything was going great. He'd been over for dinner, multiple times, and my mom, Jon and Luke all loved him. My mom had been sober and home all the time since the incident, I guess it was just a one time thing.

It was Wednesday afternoon and I was standing outside of my English class with Isabelle and Sebastian waiting for the bell to ring. Isabelle was bragging about how she brought us together. Jace opened the door and told us we could come in early, looking anywhere but my face. He still looked rough.

We walked in and followed Sebastian to his seat which was in the very back row. I sat on his desk with Isabelle to my left and Sebastian across from me.

After a few minutes, the bell rang and people slowly started coming into the room. Sebastian walked over to me, put his hands in my red curls and kissed me full on the mouth as if to tell everyone that I belonged to him. Isabelle grinned at us.

We sprung apart at the sound of a throat being cleared. It was Jace. "Sebastian, Clarissa, I don't think that's very appropriate," he said in a tense voice. Everyone that was in the class laughed. I was annoyed at the use of my full name and felt a hot flush all over my body. I walked forward to my seat and looked Jace straight in the face for the first time in what felt like forever, trying to gauge his reaction. He was scowling at Sebastian.

After class, Sebastian and I walked out together, his arm around my waist. "Hey, babe, do you want to come to my house after school?" he asked me. "Sure! I'll text Jon. Meet you in the usual place?" I said and he nodded. I turned and walked to biology, my last class of the day.

At the end of the day, Sebastian met me outside of school and drove me back to his house. We spent the afternoon watching movies, snuggled up on the couch, and then ate dinner with his family. I'd been over to his house a couple of times before so I knew everybody fairly well.

Once we had finished eating, Sebastian took me upstairs to his room which I thought was a little odd as I believed that we would be finishing the movie downstairs after dinner. We walked into his room and Sebastian shut the door behind me. "Sebastian, what are –". I started but he cut me off by pressing his lips to mine.

We walked backwards until the backs of my knees were against the bed and I fell onto it with Sebastian on top of me. We stayed like that for a while, him leaning on his elbows to keep his wait off me, kissing. Things started to get a little heated and he moved his hand out of my hair down to play with the zipper of my jeans.

Sebastian and I hadn't gone past making out before, though I could tell he wanted to. I pulled away and said nervously, "Sebastian, I don't…I'm not ready." It wasn't as such that I wasn't ready, it was just that I had always imagined my first time with someone I loved and I didn't love Sebastian. I saw him as more of a friend with benefits but figured in time I would grow to love him. But at that moment, I believed that my heart already belonged to someone else. Someone who I could never be with.

"Clary, we've been dating for three months, I've waited long enough," he snarled in my ear, pulling my zip down. "Sebastian, please," I begged but he didn't budge. I pushed him off me and stood up, walking down the stairs and towards his front door. "Clary!" he shouted after me but I ignored him.

"Clary dear, are you leaving?" Sebastian's mom asked me. "Oh, uh, yeah. My brother needs me. See you later," I lied and left the house. Luckily, Sebastian lived in my neighbourhood so it only took me around ten minutes to walk back home.

"How was Sebastian's?" Jonathan asked me when I got in. "It was…good," I replied. As much as I was annoyed at Sebastian right now, he didn't deserve to feel Jonathan's wrath.

Hey! I apologise for the time-jump but this is a Clace story and there was literally no Clace in those three months. Besides, the time-jump fits in better with my vision for later chapters.

I also apologise for the lack of Clace but I promise we'll get there eventually ;)
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