Chapter 2 is up! Sorry it took me so long. I think maybe i was a little afraid, not sure why as soon as i started writing it just seemed to flow. Hope you enjoy it please let me know what you think in the reviews.

Jace POV

My my mind's a mess. I can't get away from my thoughts. She's always playing on my mind. I can still feel her in my arms.

I can still feel the ring on her finger. The way it burned against my skin the next morning. I can still feel her hot tears against my chest. Her eyes even more beautiful when glasses with tears.

No one should be that beautiful when they're sad. But she was.

I saw her for who she really was she let me in, she's engaged for God's sake. We never had a chance. That's all I could think here I was with this amazing girl in my arms and all I could think was that she had had and will have his hands all over her. That he was out there somewhere telling the whole world, shouting from the rooftops that he had the most amazing girl in the world: Clary Fray.

So like the idiot that I am l kissed her I pulled her so close I didn't know where she started I and I ended. She melted into it her hands in my hair, my lips on her neck.

Then she cried again. I went to pull away but she just pulled me closer.

When I asked her what was wrong, she just replied with a " I want you, not him but it's so damn wrong." I was in such a haze I didn't take it in. I should've listened.

She kissed me again before she left. She said goodbye not in words. I could feel it all the emotions, this girl I barely knew and I just couldn't get over it. Over her.

Alec thought I was mad, told me to run a mile. Not that I needed to she already had. Magnus not so much all that he said was that we were like the next Romeo and Juliet. The difference being hopefully not that ending and it's the fact that she's engaged that's keeping us apart not our feuding. Families. Not that I really have one.

She's all I can think about and that in itself has sparked a few arguments Alec thinks I'm ridiculous and he doesn't like Clary for what she's done, that drive me insane all I could see was red.

He'd been my best friend, my brother almost all my life and she's been here for one night and just the thought of someone thinking badly of drove me insane and I hated it.

I tried so damn hard to forget, I met other girls took them home I just felt guilty like I was the one cheating.

It felt so wrong that I just gave up.

It's my day off so I'm trying to forget to just chill just for a day. Of course that's not allowed cause her I am in this damned coffee shop staring right at her.

Thank the angel she's alone cause I don't think I could handle seeing him.

She got her drink turning looking for somewhere to sit when her eyes settle on me. Her hands tighten around her cup her eyes widen but they light up and it's the most bloody beautiful thing I've ever seen in my life.

My mind races adrenaline pumping through my veins. Debating whether or not I should talk to her my body just takes over using my foot to push the chair opposite me out.

Her eye flicker from me to the chair. I nod my head in the direction of the chair and she slowly makes her way over to me. Hesitantly she sits down as though someone might rip the chair from beneath her.

She takes a deep breath before letting out a breathy "Hi." Bringing her drink to her lips she relaxes a little.

I can't help the smile,"Hi."

I don't dare push her in case she runs, I can't deal with that again.

She breaks the silence first, "I don't like to talk, if that's okay. I mean we don't have to.. of course we don't have to but" she drops her head letting out a sigh." I'd like to."

Her cheeks lit up like a match, a grin spread across my face. Her eyes dropped, did she really think she that he was making fun of her.

I went to speak before she cut me off, "I.. I I better go obviously there's been a bit of a misunderstanding sorry I'll get out of your hair."

I could feel my heart dropped, she was leaving.

"Hey, hey it's okay I want to talk too." A small smile tugged at her lips as she settled back into her seat.

She let out a small sigh, they sat in silence both scared to break the ice even though it had already been shattered and melted.

"God I'm so sorry, so damn sorry but I've got to say it. You're all I can think about Clary, ever since that night you've been stuck in my damn head."

Her eyes widened. "Do you think about me?" I could feel my voice wavering. I'm a confident person. I'm Jace fucking Herondale for Christ's sake.

I felt like the world was moving beneath my feet and I couldn't keep up wiring for her to answer and when she finally spoke it as like the world stopped and I fell right in my face.

"All the goddamn time Jace." Tears brimming in her eyes.

I couldn't help the words just falling out of my mouth. Just her presence took away all my self control.

"God I can't take my eyes off of you, you're so beautiful. I think I'm falling for you." My voice was cracking now I've never felt this way before it was like my heart was beating harder and harder with every waiting second.

She was too shy to speak outright, I could feel the guilt pouring out of her.

"Do you feel the same way?" I know pushing her was wrong that she could run but I've never needed to know more. It was like my heart might stop right there.

I wanted to pull her into my arms to take her pain, her guilt away.

I couldn't stand this being this close yet so far, not being able to hold her just because it was wrong to the rest of the world who knows who knew her in the coffee shop.

I closed my eyes with deep breath praying what I was about to say wouldn't push her away.

"Why don't we take a walk, talk a little more privately?"

It felt like an age waiting for her answer. Gone as the confident girl from pandemonium with her wildfire hair she was serious and clearly weighed down by guilt and confusion. Worst I all it was all my damn fault.

She nodded slowly standing from her seat llcing her now long finished coffee mug down on the table between us.

We moved toward the door slowly, differently to how we left Pandemonium. I felt as though I had to make obvious that we weren't together that although we sat together, we weren't together. Where all I really wanted to do was to kiss her and scream that she was mine. With her permission of course.

Neither of us spoke walking down the street until we hit the crossing with a forty second wait. Typical.

I looked down at her the way she held her arms relaxing into my presence I knew that though I wanted her to be mine, I wanted her to be happy more.

She glance up at me just as the crossing switched catching my gaze, her eye lightening just a little and I knew that damn I was going to fight for her, I wanted it be the one to make her happy.

We found ourselves in Central Park under the arches looking out at the water the fountain empty of water. It was strangely quiet today.

We're alone on this bench and I have no idea what the hell I'm supposed to say. Like hey I'm Jace remember from the other night the one you cheated with even though we both knew and neither of us seemed to care and now you're all I can think about so pick me please and not your fiancée.

I reached out to touch her hand hesitantly she let me closer not pulling away. Her gaze flitting between the steps, the patterned ceiling and our joined hands resting in between us.

Running my thumb over her hand I had to ask, "Do you remember how it felt?"

Her hand squeezed mine, "How could I not, this between us, you and I it's different. It's alive I've never felt like this but I'm so confused."

She shook her head lightly her eyebrows furrowed together.

"Cause I do, so listen to me now," My mind froze what the hell am I doing? What's wrong with me?

"Tell me Clary please if there's something here 'cause I feel something and I need to know if you do too"

She glanced up at me her eyes welling with tears. She took a shaky breath before speaking,

"I do Jace I do. But I'm engaged I should feel for him, I do feel for him can I really tear all that apart?"

"I'm not trying to ruin your happiness." I squeezed her her hand, reassuring her.

"I'm really not, I do t want to hurt you it's the last thing I want to do it really is. If you're happy if you don't want me, this, tell me now and I'll walk away right now. I'll let you be happy."

Her eyes dropped, my grip on her loosend ready to walk away when she grabbed me pulling me to her.

She gave me one final loom closing her eyes talking a deep breath pushing down the guilt before pulling my lips to hers.

It was different to our other kisses, she was savouring it I could tell as though it might be out last.

Her lips were sweet but tasted of the coffee from earlier, her tongue traced my bottom lip happily obliging I let her in at her pace. But damn I couldn't take it. I pulled her onto my lap her hands finding their way to my hair my hands on her waist. Our tongues pushed against each other, a soft moan escaping her mouth pulling back for air my lips found her neck brushing up and down, leaving careful kisses and licks not leaving a mark. I could see the blush spreading across her cheeks, she let out a soft moan and a giggle at my touch causing the biggest grin to fill my face. The sound of her laughter was perfect.

Pulling away finally with us still being in a public park and still unsure of what the hell we were and where she stood.

My mind suddenly went cold, "did you think of him when we kissed then, was he on your mind?"

Her face filled with shock as though she'd forgotten all about the world, her cheeks bright red now. She shook her head with a giggle of a "no not at all."

I couldn't help the laugh that escaped me cause damn the way she kissed me then I've got to be the only one for her.

"But darling after that don't you know that I'm only one for ya? Cause damn Clary. God I can't even think."

My mind returning to my previous question if she doesn't think of him when we kiss doesn't she think of me when she kisses him? A sudden spike of jealousy running through me.

"Do I ever cross your mind? When you kiss him I mean, do you ever think of me?"

She looked me right In the eye saying, "all the damn time."

She kissed me again.

Pulling me closer than I thought possible. Swirling her tongue against mine, tugging at my hair like she was pulling us into one. I could feel the desperation the longing in her kiss.

Pulling away her breath was heavy, leaning her forehead against mine a small tear slipped out of the corner of her eye.

",I'm not trying to ruin your happiness at all."

She let out a shaky breath,

"But maybe you could be that happiness,"

And she kissed me again.

A.N. Thank you for reading. Thank you for all of your reviews really made my day! Mwah!