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JPOV
Clary was so cute when she slept, something about her face. She looked so peaceful, her hair wasn't tamed and brushed but I liked it this way. It was all poufy and everywhere. It made her look like a red dandelion. I could have stared at her for hours. Wait what, come on Jace you're not like this. You never love anyone. To love is to destroy and to be love is to be destroyed. Crap she was waking up. I pretended to be asleep and not notice how close we were or that her arm was lying across my chest.

CPOV

Oh god my head. Hang on, where the hell was I? I looked around just as confused as an animal that had come out of hibernation. I felt like Goldilocks in the three bear's house, although nothing was just right, the walls were too bare and everything was overwhelmingly white. Grimacing, I turned my stiff neck and looked to my left. I saw Jace's trademark golden hair on the pillow next to me and shock went through me. I tried getting out of the bed but my legs were caught in something. I looked down and saw someone's muscular limbs anchored on top of mine.

"Clary, is that you?" questioned a husky voice. Oh my God his hair was perfect even when it was messy.

"How the hell did I end up here, wherever here is anyway? Jace Lightwood what did you do last night!" I asked, with too much of a hostile edge in my voice. He sat up and stretched. Some of his hair was covering his face and I resisted the urge to brush it back. "You still haven't answered my question Jace." I demanded.

"First question: this is my room. Second: Um, what did I do? More like what did you do. Last night you were drunk and practically jumping on me and talking nonsense. Next thing I know you're passed out. Izzy was in her room with someone and I couldn't leave you on the sofa in the middle of the party so I brought you up here and let you crash on the bed. Of course being the modern, equality-believing man that I am I decided that If you got to sleep on the bed so did I. " Jace explained, his sleepy morning voice gone.

"Oh, alright." I replied in a small voice. Looking down I noticed what I was wearing, a grey t-shirt that was far too big for me. Even though I was glad that I didn't sleep in Izzy's dress I was slightly suspicious of how the t-shirt had ended up on me and how I had woken up sans uncomfortable dress... "and this?" I pointed at the t-shirt I was wearing.

"Well I saw what you were wearing so I gave you one of my shirts and left. You must have woken up and changed." Jace said soberly. Like he doesn't know what I thought happened.

A voice coming from somewhere in the house interupted our silence, "Breakfast is ready guys!". It was Izzy.

"Come on then, if I have to witness the travesty that is my sisters cooking, you should too." Jace said.

We walked down the corridor and into the kitchen. I underdressed in only a shirt, Izzy was already runway ready while Max and Alec were in long pants and t-shirts. However my mind was distracted by the awful smell coming from the frying pan.

"Izzy! The bacon is burning! You've got to save the bacon; it's the only thing worth living for. Well apart from my manga books." Whined Max clearly distressed about the state of the charred black strips, which were all but catching fire on the frying pan.

"Oh no! Everything I touch is ruined!" Izzy exclaimed rather melodramatically while holding her hand against her forehead. Sighing, she tipped the charred meat into the rubbish bin and poured some coco crunch into a bowl or Max. "So Clary, where were you last night? Hmm?" Izzy asked suspiciously.

"I fell asleep and um I um..." I stammered, tripping over my words they way my feet tripped over flat surfaces.

"She was with me. Your door was locked and I couldn't leave Clary on the sofa while the party was raging on." Jace said as calm as ever.

"JACE WAYLAND! I swear if you pulled any moves I-" Izzy shouted.

"I didn't do anything I swear. You know I wouldn't do something like that."

"Alright. I'm sorry I didn't trust you."

We sat down to breakfast and I had an apsirin with my coffee. My mind was wandering as I gazed at my breakfast companions. The light streamed in from the windows and made everything glowy and dreamy. Crap! I was late.

"Sorry guys, I've got to run. Thanks for everything and see you guys on Monday!" I said hurriedly as I ran up to Izzy's room to change into my clothes from yesterday.

It was all a blur as I dashed out the house. I hoped my boss wouldn't fire me on my first day. I took a deep breath and walked into the starbucks.

AN: I was really busy this week and had writers block for ages guys.

Sorry it took me so long to write this chapter. I will post one chapter a week. This chapter wasn't great, not much was happening at the end of it. As always, please review. All feedback is hugely appreciated. Bye x