Clary's POV

"AHHH" I yell as I open my eyes to only be blinded by the sun streaming through the window curtains. Curtains? My room doesn't have curtains. I have bamboo shutters. I slowly open my eyes wider to examine where I am at. I look around and see an unnaturally tidy room. The blankets and pillow. They smell familiar. They... Smell... Like... Jace. Like Jace? Where am I? I slowly sit up. I stretch out my arms. I look down to see I'm wearing what I was wearing last night. I reach for my phone on the bedside table. My phone blinks 9:17. I groggily start getting out of the unfamiliar but inviting bed I am in. As I am pushing my legs over the edge I notice a neatly note folded on the bedside table. It says Clary across the front. I open it.

Clary,

Good morning! You fell asleep last night during our movie. Simon, Izzy, and I decided it would be easier just to sleep here last night. I hope my bed is comfortable for you! (; When you wake up you can just head downstairs for some amazing breakfast made by me!

See you soon,

Jace

I smile to myself as I finish. That was a unnaturally sweet thing for him to do. I guess this means I should get up. I stand up and stretch and start to drag myself out the door. WAIT! I stop mid step. I just spent the night in Jace's bed! Jace's bed. Jace's bedroom. Jace. I can't believe it! What am I going to do? I have to act like everything is normal. I have to act like I don't like Jace. Wait I like Jace?

I feel like I've had this conversation with myself hundreds of times over the past week. I always come up with the same outcome. It will never happen. I'm not his type. Jace likes beautiful, confident, and outgoing girl. I have no confidence, I am ugly, and I am a major introvert. Therefore he would never like me as just a friend let alone anything more than that.

I quietly make my way down stairs. Yummy... It smells like somebody made breakfast. Oh yeah! Duh! Jace did!

"It smells amazing Jace!" I exclaim as I walk into the kitchen.

"Well thank you Clary," Jace says with a warm friendly smile. "How did you sleep last night?"

"I slept fine. Thanks by the way. You know, for letting me take over your bed."

"Anyti..." Jace starts.

"Ugh Jace! Why do you have to always wake up so early?!" Izzy complains.

"Well good morning to you sleeping beauty." Jace retorts. Even though Izzy actually does look beautiful. She is only in running shorts, a loose fitting tank top, her hair in a messy bun, and no makeup, but she still looks amazing! It seems unfair to me. My curls are out of control, I'm in my outfit from last night, and my makeup is all over. I look miserable. I cannot believe I left the bed rook looking like this. I am so embarrassed.

Jace's POV

Clary. I am slaving over the hot stove when I hear her soft little foot steps creeping down the stairs. I turn around and she looks beautiful!

This morning I making everybody's favorite pancakes! I am famous for them. I hope Clary likes them. Of course she will like them. Last night I asked Simon what her favorite breakfast is. This is what I got.

It felt nice to see Clary smile because of something I did. I think she liked the breakfast. Now that breakfast is finished I need to start cleaning up. Clary walks in as I'm setting the dishes in the sink. She is carrying the rest. She looks like she cleaned up a bit. Not that she needs it. She will always look perfect to me. "Thank you so much for breakfast Jace." Clary smiles.

"So I take it you liked it then?" I give her a warm smile.

"Of course I did silly!" She laughs, "How did you know what my favorite breakfast is?"

"I didn't. I just felt like making something special."

Clary pushes me over so help me with the dishes. "Don't." I explain, "I can do this myself."

"You made it. The least I can do is help cleanup."

"I wish the others thought this way." Clary just laughs at that. Next thing I know we are standing right next to each other cleaning dishes. I like this.

I hand gently hand the last plate Clary chooses to dry. As I pass it to her, her fingers accidentally brushes across mine. I bring my eyes up to observe her face. Her eyes, an everlasting green, are looking into mine. My heart skips a beat, only to be hauled into overdrive. My heart is racing. As I look into her eyes we are the only two people on earth.

AN: Hayyyyy! Sorry that ive been really slow to update, i started school last week and life is making thinking straight hard to do. but i hope you like this chapter. ill try to update soon. probably not this weekend thought... BECAUSE ITS MY BIRTHDAY ON SUNDAY! YIPPYY! i love you all! comment on what you think should happen next. like and follow! *: