Hey guys! Sorry this took me so long to update, I was having issues with my planning beyond this chapter and had to change things to suit the rest of the story, I hope you guys still read and enjoy!:)

Chapter 5

Clary's heart was pounding by the time it got to her last lesson on Friday, she was a mix of excited and nervous for the party tonight. Somehow Jace had managed to convince Isabelle into helping her get ready; she wasn't sure she actually wanted to know what kind of deals Jace had made with Izzy. Regardless, she was going straight to the Lightwood's house after school. Her Mom had actually looked relieved when she said she was going to a party, she may have left the Lightwood detail out of the explanation she gave her Father but that wasn't important. The bell went and she grabbed her stuff and ran out, she could hear that the party was the topic of all the conversations around her. Jace caught up to her just outside of the school building, she was still confused about his sudden change of attitude around her but she just went with it.

"We are taking Izzy's car back to the house, come on!" He said before turning to run off without checking if she was following. Isabelle's car was a beautiful silver convertible, by far the nicest car anyone in the school had. She reached the car out of breath from trying to catch up with Jace – she really needed more exercise.

"Thanks for waiting, Asshole." She rolled her eyes at Jace.

He grinned and bowed in response, "My pleasure."

"If you are getting in then move it or I'm leaving." Izzy snapped from the driver's seat.

It wasn't that far to the Lightwood's house from the school, absolutely no need to take a car since it was a beautiful day but she couldn't complain. When they got inside, Izzy started waking to her room straight away, Jace nudged her in the same direction before disappearing with his adopted brother Alec.

She knocked lightly on the door before walking into Isabelle's room, Clary waited for her to snap a mean remark, but nothing came. Izzy was busy rummaging through her closet, she pulled out something black and tossed it to Clary.

"Try this, seems like your size." She said without a hint of malice.

Clary in disbelief before stuttering, "Uh, o-okay."

"Well, don't just stand there, the bathroom is in there." She pointed to a door on the other side of her room.

The dress was nothing like anything Clary had ever worn before, it was so short and tight. It felt like a second skin, she paired it with the fishnets Izzy had given her and immediately wanted to cover up. She kept Simon's necklace around her neck as usual, giving her at least some comfort in the revealing outfit. She walked to see Isabelle busy in her closet looking for her own outfit.

"Uh, is this okay?" She asked awkwardly, not really sure what kind of response she could expect.

"You scrub up well, I'll admit." Isabelle grunted, which was the closest to a compliment she'd ever heard. Jace must have convinced her pretty well. "Try these." Izzy said, handing her stilettos that she was sure she would never be able to walk in.

Still she tried them on, she immediately regretted in when she tried to walk, she tripped and landed ungracefully on her butt.

Izzy sniggered and handed her some lower back heels that strapped up her ankles. She wobbled slightly but knew she wasn't going to die in them.

"I usually say nothing less than 8 inches but I think they'll do." Izzy said to her with a shrug, "Give me an hour to get ready then I will do your hair or whatever."

Clary just nodded as Isabelle walked into the bathroom with a handful of clothes and shoes and god knows what.

Clary attempted walking in the shoes for a while longer before remembering she had her makeup bag with her and sitting in front of the mirror to perfect her look.

For the first time in what felt like ages, she was actually going to make an effort with her makeup look. She was already out of her comfort zone in Izzy's clothes so she figured she might as well go all out. As an artist it was easy to see her face as a blank canvas, she done all the basics then rimmed her green eyes in a black liner before adding mascara and some dark lipstick. She sat down with her sketchbook to draw while she waited for Izzy.

When Izzy finally emerged from the bathroom, she looked stunning, even Clary knew that. Suddenly Clary felt very small and childish compared to her, hopefully she wouldn't be spending much time with her at the party anyway.

"You look amazing." She said quietly, she hated to spur on Izzy's ego which she knew was almost as big as Jace's, sometimes it was hard to believe they weren't actually related.

"Well yeah." Isabelle smirked, after a second of hesitation she said, "Thanks."

Isabelle studied her face for a long time, her gaze made Clary squirm uncomfortably.

"Sit here." Isabelle commanded, pulling out the chair at her dressing table. Isabelle fussed with her hair for a while and somehow managed to tame her wild curls into some fancy updo, something Clary had never yet managed with her hair.

"Thanks Izzy." She thanked her, she still wasn't very fond of Izzy but at least today she hadn't given Clary any other reason to be a bitch to hate her.

"No problem, I guess you aren't so bad." Izzy smiled, she thought it actually seemed quite genuine for the first time, "Don't take that the wrong way, you are still a loser but I suppose I can maybe tolerate you."

Clary couldn't decide if that was a good thing or not so she didn't say anything, thankfully the doorbell rang and Izzy grabbed her purse and ran out to get the door.

Calling to Clary over her shoulder, "Get out my room and shut the door."

Finally an Izzy she recognised, she took her stuff and made her way out of her room only to bump into Jace. His eyes widened as he searched for something to say.

She shifted a little awkwardly in his gaze before looking up to meet his eyes.

He grinned, "You look good, Red. One thing though." He reached behind her head to pull out the clips and pins from her hair so her hair spilled out in a red mass of curls around her shoulders.

"Better?" She asked.

"Much."

"Jace! That took me ages!" Izzy exclaimed from down the hall, Clary noticed she was standing with her arm around Jonathan who must have just arrived.

"You'll get over it, let's go." Jace laughed while Izzy huffed as she walked out of the door.

They walked around to the club where the party was being held, "Pandemonium" the sign read, it was covered in some strange signs she had never seen before.

When they walked through the door, Magnus came over to meet them, "Welcome all, I'm so glad you could all make it to the party, Chairman Meow will simply be thrilled you all showed up for his birthday."

Clary was confused, she hadn't realised it was a birthday party, they seemed to have left this part out when she was invited, she looked sideways at Jace as he rolled his eyes and then leaned over to mutter, "Yes, it's his cat's birthday but a party is a party so shut up." She stifled a giggle as Magnus shot them a look.

"Well, if you are all quite finished with those looks which I do not appreciate, we will be off." Magnus pouted before taking Alec's hand and dragging him away. Her brother and Izzy followed suit and eventually it was just herself and Jace standing awkwardly. Someone walked passed and handed them drinks and even though she had no idea what it was, she drank it for something to do. Soon Jace broke the awkward silence and she had never been more grateful to a person.

"May I have this dance?" Jace laughed and held out his hand. She took it shyly and let him lead her to the dancefloor, awkwardly swaying to the music and hoping it wasn't obvious that she had never been to a party in her life. Even as she looked at him, she could sense the cold looks she was getting from several of the scantily dressed girls at the party, it was clear that even here Jace was sought after. To her surprise, she noticed that Jace was only looking at her and couldn't quite understand why as she saw some of the girls that passed by.

After a few songs, they went to the bar and got shots and more drinks in lots of different colours. Clary had never really drank much but everyone else was doing it so she felt obliged. Before long she lost all sense of doubt and felt her confidence grow as her dancing with Jace started to get a little more x-rated as he grinded against her.

A small part of her brain was screaming at her to stop him because they were both clearly feeling the effects of the alcohol but her body wasn't listening. Jace looked at her as though he had never seen her before, she noticed how relaxed and free he looked, it was clear to her that he was only acting like this because of the alcohol but then couldn't the same be said about herself? Before she could ponder the thought any longer, Jace leaned down and roughly pressed his lips to hers. She kissed him back, a small voice in her head recognised how different this was to when Simon kissed her. Kissing Simon was pleasant – kissing Jace made her heart stop. All thoughts of Simon banished from her head as their tongues intertwined and their kissing got deeper.

Jace broke the kiss and growled softly into her ear, "Let's get out of here."

She nodded breathlessly as he began to lead her out of the party, she didn't notice any sign of her brother or other friends as she was leaving, but then again she was way more focused on Jace. They giggled and kissed every so often as they walked around to Jace's house neither of them totally in their right minds as the alcohol continued its effect. She thought she heard Jace whisper something about his parents being away on business but all she could focus on was him and his body.

Once they were in they went into Jace's room, they fell on top of his bed laughing and she noticed the room beginning to sway but forgot about it as Jace kissed her long and slow then harder. That voice inside her brain was still screaming at her to stop but, for the final time that evening, she ignored it.

Clary groaned as she woke up, her head felt like it was exploding from the inside, she half opened her eyes but the light made it worse. Suddenly she realised that she was not in her own room. She jumped straight away, ignoring the way her whole body protested, she felt dizzy and all most threw up but somehow managed stay standing.

She looked down to find herself totally exposed and made a strangled noise, her parents were going to kill her.

She looked at the bed to see Jace waking up, he glanced at her and then his eyes widened.

"No." He croaked, "We didn't, no. Oh god. You need to go home."

"Jace, do you remember what happened last night?" she whispered hoarsely.

"I was hoping you did." He groaned.

She flopped back down to the bed before her legs gave out.

"Clary, please tell me you weren't…you know…" Jace trailed off looking awkward. When she didn't say anything he groaned again and put his face down on the pillow. "It shouldn't have happened like this..."

"What?" Clary asked, unsure if she heard him correctly. "I should get ready." She sighed eventually when he didn't respond and stood up again, steadier this time and looked around for her stuff. She found her bag with her jeans in it and quickly picked it up.

"Good idea." Jace said from behind her.

"Uh, can you maybe um turn around?" she stammered

Jace laughed bitterly, "You think that's the problem here?" Regardless, he did turn around.

She changed into the clothes she had on the day before and picked up Izzy's clothes she borrowed and left them on the table. She looked at herself in the mirror and realised she looked like hell.

"Where is your bathroom?" She asked quietly.

"Second on the left."

She ran out quickly and around to the bathroom, she washed her face and tried to use her concealer as best as she could on the small purple bruises on her neck and dark circles under her eyes, hopefully if you didn't look too closely it wouldn't be noticeable. Her head was still killing her but she couldn't find any painkillers, she felt her phone buzz in her pocket. She clicked it on and saw she had 18 missed calls from her Mom, 2 from Jonathan and even a call from her Dad, and he almost never used his phone.

She groaned loudly but pocketed her phone without returning any of the calls.

As she left the bathroom Isabelle came out of her room, she cursed under her breath as Izzy gawked at her.

"Clary please say you just walked over here this morning." Isabelle whispered, Clary's mouth dried up completely and she couldn't find anything to say. "By the Angel, you are dead. What were you thinking?"

Clary felt her eyes well up, she was so stupid for letting this happen. Jace came out then, dressed in a black shirt, black jeans and a pair of black Doc Martens.

"We were drunk, it was an accident."

"That doesn't make it okay! Jesus Christ, Jace!" Isabelle exclaimed, "I swear to the Angel, you guys better have used protection. Clary's mouth fell open and Jace shifted uncomfortably.

Isabelle disappeared and came back with a bottle of pills and a glass of water which she thrust into Clary's hand. She didn't even need to ask what they were for, she just took two and drank the water before walking away without saying a word. She grabbed her stuff from Jace's room and headed for the door.

"It's not your fault; I just really need to get home. Goodbye, Jace." She yelled before running out, leaving him standing in the doorway as she done the walk (or rather run) of shame back to her house.

Thank you for reading! This chapter was a little shorter than I would have liked but it seemed like the most appropriate place to end the chapter, I hope you understand that! Expect new chapters soon and as always let me know what you thought!

One more thing, would you guys like to see a more detailed version of the scene with Jace and Clary after the party published as a separate story with a more appropriate rating? This would therefore give people the option to read the full version or the more calm version. Please let me know by PM or in the reviews, until next time!:)