Clary's POV:

I woke up and found someone's arms around me. Turning my head slightly I was looking into Jace's golden eyes.

"Hi," I whispered.

"Morning. How did you sleep?" He asked and the events of last night came flooding back to me. I sat up quickly, pushing my hands through my hair.

"Oh god! What did the others do? What did they think? That haven't told anyone have they?" I babbled on, my worries creeping out in the form of words.

"Calm down Clary. It's fine. At least Jon will leave you alone now," he joked and I looked at him. His golden eyes flickered over me and I got lost in them.

"See something you like?" He asked.

"Oh yeah," I replied and he swallowed visibly. I leant forward and my teeth grazed his ear, "I really like the look of this," I pulled back, "Pillow!" I grabbed the pillow behind his head and hit him with it lightly. He laughed but there was a small sound of disappointment in it.

"Good one." He complemented. I smirked and tried to get up but the sheets had gotten tangled around my feet and I ended falling on Jace, my hands landing on his chest. I blushed and tried to stand up but his hands caught my wrists and stopped me. His eyes flickered down to my lips and then back up to my eyes. My breath caught in my throat and suddenly we were kissing.

Jace's POV:

Oh my god! I was kissing Clary! And she was kissing me back! What do I do now? I mean obviously I won't just pull back but I needed advice on how to navigate the waters of dating. Yes I am going all cheesy but I haven't actually dated anyone. I usually just have one night stands and hook ups. It's not like I could text someone.

I'm kissing Clary! What do I do?

God no. That would be awkward as hell. Clary pulled back from me, her face red.

"I, um. I need to- um. I should... I should go. " she said, grabbing some clothes and heading to her bathroom. I sighed as the door closed, touching my fingers to my lips. I could still taste her sweet flavour like apples. I sighed and headed to my room to get dressed.

Later on I found Clary and Izzy in the Kitchen.

"...and then we can go shopping. I know you don't want to go out but shopping always makes me feel better." Izzy continued, ignoring me as I grabbed a drink. Clary turned to me, begging me with her eyes to get her out of the shopping trip Izzy was planning. I shook my head at her. It was pay back for earlier when she said she liked the look of the pillow. She glared at me and I waggled my fingers at her. Izzy dragged Clary away and out the door.

"Have fun!" I called, restraining myself from laughing at Clary's murderous glare.

When they left I got a call from Jon.

"Hey, you wanna go to Taki's?" He asked

"Sure what time?" I replied

"12."

"See you then," He hung up and I lowered my phone from my ear. I checked the time. It was 11:30. I jumped in the shower quickly before pulling on jeans, a white polo and my leather jacket. When I left it was 11:50.

In Taki's I found Jon, Jordan and some other guy in a booth.

"Jace this is Tom. He's my cousin." Jon introduced him. "He's just moved here." I nodded at him and he smiled back. He had Jon's green eyes and sandy brown hair.

"Which school are you going to?" I asked

"Idris High. I'm a senior," he explained.

"Cool," I looked down at my phone. I had a message from Clary.

Help me!

It said. I smirked

"What's so funny?" Jon asked, turning to look at me.

"Izzy dragged Clary shopping,"

"Oh right," Jon grinned.

"Is Izzy your girlfriend?" Tom asked and I chocked on air. Jordan patted me on the back.

"Hell no," I gasped out. "She's my sister." Tom laughed "Clary then?"

"No!" Jon said loudly. "Jace and Clary aren't dating,"

"Well..." I trailed off at Jon's glare.

Just then The waitress came over.

"What can I get you boys?" She asked, leaning on the table and thrusting her boobs out. She tried to pull a sexy face but it looked like she was constipated. I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing. We all ordered pancakes and milkshakes. When The waitress left she tried to hard to swing her hips and we all burst out laughing.

"If she swings her hips any harder, she's gonna dislocate them," Tom gasped for air and Jon fist bumped him.

The conversation moved into football, soccer, other sports, school and then fit girls.

"I think Maia is quite hot," Jordan said, picking at his pancakes.

"Ask her out man, it's obvious you want to," Jon said.

"Who's Maia?" Tom asked

"A cheerleader that JoJo's had a crush on for years!" I teased Jordan by using the old nickname. Tom looked to the door as it opened and smirked.

"Look at the hotties that just walked in," we all turned to look to see Clary stalking towards us, followed by Izzy complaining about a pair of shoes she hadn't been able to buy.

"That's Clary and Izzy," Jon whispered in Tom's ear. As there were no seats left Clary sat on my lap and grabbed my drink. She tipped her head back and downed it in seconds. Tom gaped at her. When she caught sight of him she glared and then looked at me.

"This is Tom, Jon's cousin," I told her. Tom took her hand and kissed her knuckles. To our amusement she wiped it on Jordan's shirt. She lent back into my chest and my arms automatically went around her.

I caught Jon and Tom glaring at me and resisted the urge to stick my tongue out.

"Are you gonna try out for the cheer team clary?" Jordan asked, breaking the silence. Clary shook her head. "But your really good. Look," Jordan pulled out his phone and handed it to Tom. It was a video of Clary and Izzy's dance in gym that one time. Even I had to admit I was slightly turned on by it. Clary smacked the back of Jordan's head and glared at Tom who's Jaw had fallen open.

"This is you?" He asked and Clary have a curt nod. "Don't you speak," he asked and Clary froze.

"Tom-" I warned but Clary jumped up, grabbing Izzy's arm and her bags before running out. "Idiot," I growled at Jon. "You didn't tell him?"

Jon rubbed the back of his neck. "Ugh. No," he muttered and I took a deep breath to stop myself running out after Clary. I turned to Tom.

"Ok, don't mention parents, not speaking, fighting, violence or anything like that to Clary and don't pry into her business. Got it?"

"I guess." Tom stares longingly after Clary and I almost growled at him.