A Stormy Tale

I first met them when they became my neighbors in Paris. Magnus' parents had just past the month before and the Scott's had taken him in, bringing him all the way from Indonesia. At that time he was only eleven and all arms and legs with innocent green eyes that stared right through people. I was still attending high school and was asked if I would walk him to school since his elementary school was on my way. I was fine to do it, but Magnus never talked to me no matter how hard I tried. On my ways home Woolsey, the oldest brother, would pick Magnus up and the small boy would open up. I would trail after them like a tag-along. Magnus still would only talk to Woolsey, but the nineteen year old would include me in the conversation. I always thought he was really cool. His French was always perfect and his deep voice accompanied it beautifully.

It didn't take long for me to develop a crush that soon turned into a full blown love. By the time I graduated high school Woolsey was an University student working towards a business degree. He was already twenty-one and I was only an eighteen year old girl that didn't know what she wanted to do with her life. It was thanks to Woolsey and Magnus that I found me career path.

"Modeling?" I made a face as I laid sprawled across Woolsey bedroom floor in a very unladylike manner. Magnus was laying on his stomach next to me flipping through a fashion magazine that had originally brought up the topic.

"Isn't that a good idea, Magnus?" Woolsey said spinning around in his desk chair to look down at us. He was working on a paper fro school and I knew I was bothering him, but I wanted to be near him. This was enough for now.

"Yeah she's not ugly." Magnus answered flatly. He was so emotionless when he was younger.

"You're never gonna get a date with that attitude." I deadpanned as I stared at him through half lidded eyes.

"Coming from a girl who's never had a date." He returned fire without looking away from the magazine.

"Brat, I liked it better when you didn't talk to me." I whined rolling onto my side so I was facing Woolsey.

"I can change that." Magnus stated and I tossed a pillow at him.

His green eyes glared at me, but his cheeks were flushed in his usual shy manner. Overlooking his badmouth he was a pretty cute kid. He grabbed the pillow and stuffed it under his arms and used it to keep his head up as he returned to the glossy zine. I giggled.

"So what do you say, Stormy?" Woolsey smiled leaning forward on his knees. My heart pounded in my chest and for a moment I couldn't think of anything else but his handsome face.

"Huh?" Was my brilliant response.

"Are you going to try out for that modeling gig?" He asked tilting his head to the side letting his platinum blonde hair fall into his eyes. It made my heart stutter in my chest.

"Will you go with me?" I asked sitting up. My cheeks felt hot and I couldn't look directly at Woolsey.

"It's on a Saturday, sure." He said happily and my heart soared.

I got the job, even though I wasn't sure how. When I got the call I ran all the way to Woolsey throwing my arms around him and practically yelling the news at him. I was so happy that he told me to do it, and he was just as happy for me. As I began leaving that day I came across Magnus on the front porch, I hadn't even noticed him when I dashed inside.

"Are you ever going to tell him?" He asked as I started down the steps.

"I just told him I got the job." I said with a smile.

"Not that." Magnus was reading a book, but stopped to look up at me. "That you're hopelessly in love with him."

My smile faded and I dropped my gaze to the ground. "Things are fine the way they are now." I said slowly looking back up at the thirteen year old. "So don't say anything to him, okay?" I half smiled.

Magnus sighed and looked back down at his book. "Why would I say anything? It's not something for me to tell."

"You are pretty cute after all." I giggled as I started for my house.

A year past before I really saw either of them again. Modeling was busying work and I became really popular quite fast. For months at a time I flew around Europe doing shots and commercials by the time I had off and was able to return home I was exhausted, but I had to see him. I missed him. He sent me emails now and then asking how I was but it just wasn't the same as seeing his smile. So when I knocked on their door I all but collapsed into his arms burying my face in his chest mesmerized by the clean fresh scent of Woolsey Scott. That was the weekend I crossed a line. The line I had drawn for myself so I could always stay by his side even if I was out traveling.

That weekend we went out drinking to celebrate my return, Magnus stayed behind because his had tests to study for, so it was just me and Woolsey. I had so much fun catching up that I wasn't paying attention to how much I had been drinking. When we decided to leave I was stumbling and red faced, while Woolsey was laughing none stop. We were both drunk, and enjoying ourselves. He managed to get me to my front door but I didn't want to part. I was being selfish and a brat, but at the moment that's what I wanted.

"Com're." I slurred grabbing his hand as I pulled him inside after me. He followed still chuckling like a fool. "My parents are gone, so s'okay." I explained leading him to my room.

Woolsey's laughing slowly stopped as I pushed him down onto my bed, it creaked, and I placed myself in his lap. I stared at him wanting so many things, wanting everything, needing only him. I didn't hesitate as I kissed him. We were drunk and it was sloppy, but it was perfect in my mind. Kissing Woolsey was everything that I wanted, so I did it again and again. I knocked him over from the force, and hovered over him feeling my face burn with embarrassment and from the alcohol. We stared at each other for a long moment and in that moment there didn't need to be any words, his pained look said it all.

I scrambled to get off of him as my heart shattered into a million pieces. Next to me Woolsey sat up, and I still to this day wish he hadn't said anything and just left. A clean break would have been best, but I was selfish and still wanted to be by his side.

"Storm I'm gay." He said and my heart shards were pounded into dust. The tears stung as they flowed from my eyes. I grabbed one of my pillows and shoved it to my face so he couldn't see me. "I thought you knew. I wasn't hiding it."

I couldn't reply to him. I could only silently sob into my pillow and wait for him to leave. When he was gone I collapsed into a mass of emotional wreckage crying my heart and soul out until I fell unconscious. In the morning I pretended nothing happened. When I saw Woolsey getting the mail I waved like usual and yelled "Good morning." I wanted to stay by his side no matter what.

I got my wish. We returned to like we always were, we talked like normal never mentioning that night, everything was still the same. I continued modeling and when I found out the Magnus and Woolsey were starting their own fashion empire I jump on board to help them out. Magnus was only sixteen but he was a genius when it came to fashion, he could make anyone look their best, and Woolsey had taken the role as guardian and money manager and personal secretary. They made a great team even though they bickered all the time and never could agree on anything.

It didn't take long for Warlock Fashions to take off. Everyone wanted the secret designers clothes. Thanks to the Scott family connections keeping Magnus' identity wasn't to difficult though he had me sign a contract that kept me from ever disclosing any information that related to Warlock or Magnus himself. He was still a brat.

I've watched them both grow and become successful. I love them both and they both are dear to me, but I'll never be able to get over my first love. Though I could never forget I've had many boyfriends and girlfriends, but none ever lasted. Woolsey also had many relationships come and go, but nothing ever got serious. Maybe we're just meant to be those type of people who don't have stable love lives, and can only cherish those close to us.

"What are you staring at?" Woolsey asked as we rode up in the elevator. The winter show was soon, only a week away, and Magnus and Woolsey were both on edge. I had heard from Woolsey that Alec has been avoiding Magnus since Thursday. Apparently my words were heard and being heeded.

"Are you straight yet?" I asked with a wide smile. This had become a regular teasing joke for me and it was the only way I could get Woolsey flustered. His expression is always cute and reminds me that he does care about me even if it's just as a friend.

"No." He sighed turning his face away from me. I hopped closer.

"Too bad. We could be a power couple." I giggled as the doors opened to the practice floor.

"How do you have so much energy?" He complained as we left the elevator.

"Because I'm still young and beautiful, old man." I teased.

"You and Magnus. I'M ONLY TWENTY-SIX. THAT'S THREE YEARS BETWEEN US." His tantrum made me laugh again.

Yes, this was what I wanted. This was what I could happily enjoy until the end of time. Friendship was better than never talking or laughing together ever again.

Hey, Woolsey. I love you.

Sorry for the long wait I had to do some figuring out on how the rest of this story would progress. I was going to do Jace's POV but that would conflict with Lies, Screams, and Complexes, so it really wouldn't have much to do with this story. So here's Storm's background story on her crazy love with Woolsey. Just so you guys know no matter who would have won the question thing their character would be going through this too (including character that would be guys thought slightly different) Thanks you guys for waiting.

Don't forget to read the spin-off story, coming up is my Malec's first kiss, and I'm sure you guys would love to see how Mira reacts to that XD it'll be fun. Not to mention Magnus' party is coming up too, and that'll be just as much fun.

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