Over the next few days, being around Jace became increasingly difficult. I couldn't kiss him, touch him or even speak to him for worry that Sebastian would see us. I hadn't even been around to his place - I didn't know how far Sebastian was taking this. The only time I got with him was student/teacher conversations in class or over the phone. It wasn't enough.
I was dancing around my bedroom to one of my favourite songs, thinking about Jace. I wanted to see him again, properly. The song ended and I collapsed on the bed, out of breath.
Eventually, I rolled off my marvellously comfortable bed and dragged myself downstairs to get a glass of water. My mom and Luke had went to the cinema for the night so it was just Jonathan and I in the house.
He was sprawled out on the sofa when I went downstairs, watching something on the television that looked rather gruesome. I wrinkled my nose in disgust and said, "Hey, Jon."
"Hey, Clare," he replied affectionately, not removing his eyes from the screen. "What're you watching? It's disgusting." I asked, perching on the arm of the sofa. "T'is not! This is quality television!" he retorted, shaking his head at me. "Whatever you say," I chuckled and walked into the kitchen.
I poured myself a glass of water and was digging through the cupboards looking for something to eat when I heard Jon say my name. "Yeah?" I called back, reaching up to open the top cupboard where we stored various types of chocolate.
"Who's Jace?" He had paused the television and was stood in the kitchen, leaning against the counter. My hand dropped back down to my side and I asked, "Why?" trying to keep my voice steady. "Your phone kept ringing. I called up to you a couple times but you had that music playing so loud you didn't hear me," he explained. I had left my phone in the kitchen, the volume all the way up.
"So I checked to see if it was anything important but I didn't recognise the name," Jonathan paused. "Is he...your boyfriend?" he asked with a smirk on his face. "No! Why would you think that?" I knew that if Jonathan found out I had a boyfriend, my mom and Luke would also find out and would want to meet him. I couldn't risk them realising that he was a little older than me or connect the dots and figure out that he was my teacher.
"He sent texts too," Jon told me, inclining his white-blonde head to where my phone lay on the worktop.
I snatched it up and turned it on. I had three missed calls from him and several texts.
Jace: Clary?
Jace: You free to talk?
Half an hour later he had sent some more.
Jace: Clary, please call me. I want to hear your beautiful voice!
Jace: I miss you!
Oh god. "Oh Jace is a close friend. He's just joking around," I explained with a faint smile. "Really? You've never talked about him before," he stated, returning my smile. It was pretty obvious that he didn't believe me but I decided to just go along with it. "I guess not. Well, I better call him back. Enjoy...whatever it is you're watching." "I will," Jonathan laughed.
I grabbed my glass and went back upstairs to my bedroom, shutting the door firmly behind me.
I quickly dialled Jace's number and put my phone to my ear. He answered on the second ring, opening with "Finally!" "Jace!" I said into the phone, raising my voice. "Jonathan saw your texts! He asked if you were my boyfriend!" "Woah, woah why are you shouting at me? I didn't leave your phone lying around."
I sighed in defeat. "You're right. I'm sorry." "It's okay, babe. What did you tell him?" he asked. My heart fluttered at the use of that word. "Just that you were a friend joking around. I don't know if he believed me," I explained nervously.
"It's fine. I miss you. I mean, I see you everyday but I can't touch you or speak to you properly. And it's so hard. Clary, I need you." He sounded sad. "I understand, Jace. I feel the same way." I paused, listening to his breathing. "Can I come over on Sunday?" Jace paused for a moment, considering the idea. "Clary, it's not...I don't think it's a good idea," he said softly.
A wave of sadness washed over me. "You're right. It was stupid of me to ask. I just miss you is all." Jace, hearing the sadness in my voice, said, "Oh screw it. Come over. Just...be discreet." "I will be. Goodnight Jace." "Night, Clary."
Hey friends! I'm sorry this chapter was so short and uneventful and late! It's really just a filler chapter.
I wrote the part where Clary goes to Jace's house and it was in this chapter but I decided to remove it as it was far too long. I'm hoping to write the rest tonight and maybe you'll get a new chapter either tomorrow or Tuesday. I think you guys deserve it after that wait and this boring chapter.
As for the lack of updates, I've really not been in the mood to write. I always forget how much I love it until I start.
Thank you for being patient with me. I appreciate you all. R&R and tell me what you would like to see!