WARNING SO I WILL BE THE FIRST TO ADMIT THAT THIS IS NOT THE GREATEST CHAPTER. I KNOW. THE NEXT ONE WILL BE BETTER I SWEAR ON JACE'S MANY LIVES. BUT THIS ONE HAD SOME NEED TO KNOW STUFF IN IT. I DON'T LIKE IT AT ALL, BUT A SUMMARY WILL BE AT THE TOP OF THE NEXT CHAPTER IF YOU DON'T WANT TO READ THIS. PLEASE DON'T UNFOLLOW. THIS BEHAVIOR WILL NOT CONTINUE. OH, AND READ THE A/N AT THE BOTTOM. SERIOUSLY. IF YOU WANT YOUR OWN PERSONAL CLACE FLUFF I RECOMMEND IT.
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When we got off the plane, it was safe to say that I was on cloud nine, but before we got inside, Jace pulled me away. He gave the cameramen a look that clearly said You follow, you die, and I rolled my eyes, allowing him to tug me into the bushes.
"You can't tell the group." He said instantly, and I furrowed my eyebrows.
"Uh, well duh." I smirked, "I don't think the rest of the bachelorettes would like to know that their Bachelor is taken."
"No." He shook his head, "I mean our group. Izzy, Alec, Magnus, Simon, Jordan, and Maia."
"Wait what?" I couldn't have heard him right, "You mean you just proposed to me, and I can't tell my closest friends? Do you not want them to know?" A small wave of hurt flared up inside me, but I suppressed it, wanting to let him explain before I made assumptions.
"No!" Jace's seemed genuinely surprised at my reaction. Hell, I was surprised by my reaction. He put his hands on my shoulders, looking straight into my eyes.
"That's not it at all." His peeks were tinged a slight pink, and he looked down at his feet, "It's just, I've always wanted to… I wanted to make it special. Not like a dirty little secret." My cheeks grew a matching shade of red as I placed my finger under his chin, tilting his head up and pressing a quick kiss to his lips. He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer. He tucked my head neatly under his, and I heard him sigh.
"Can I be honest with you?" I asked, innocently peeking up at him through my lashes.
"Of course." I could see the apprehension in his gaze.
"Well," I let a wide smile grace my face, and he relaxed, which was a very huge mistake on his part. "That's bullshit." I continued, crossing my arms, but keeping the same smile plastered to my face, "You and I both know that neither of us care about making a big deal out of things. As long as they're there, I'm happy. Jace Wayland, I have known you your entire life, so I know it's the same for you. Now I'm giving you one chance to explain yourself without me getting mad." He gulped, running his fingers though his hair.
"I should've known," He chuckled softly to himself before speaking again, "You know I could probably get sued for this big time, right? I mean, I have a contract with the show that's legally binding. I'm not even allowed to sat I love you until the proposal time." I sighed seeing his logic, and chose to focus on the fact that, even though all that could happen, he proposed. He actually proposed.
"Is this weird?" He asked out of the blue, obviously realizing he was forgiven, "I mean, a week ago, we were best friends. Just best friends. And now we're getting married… Is this to fast?" I looked up, meeting his golden gaze.
"When was our first "date"?" I asked, smirking, "Say it on three. One. Two. Three."
"The day you got your driver's license." He said at the same time I shouted, "The day I got my license." He closed his eyes, as if sinking into the memory.
"You knocked on my window at five in the morning…" He started.
"And you were already up waiting for me…" I continued.
"You had your favorite Fall Out Boy shirt on, and your ripped jeans."
"And you were wearing a white shirt and your dark jeans."
"We climbed out my window and down the trellis, only to find my parents at the door."
"They just laughed and handed you the keys, because you're an idiot and got your driver's license before me."
"And I drove you to breakfast at Denny's."
"Then we were at the DMV right when it opened at 8."
"You were the first one to get your license because you we were the only ones psychotic enough to be there a half hour before the place opened."
"So you let me drive us to the beach."
"And we spent the day there, just playing frisbee and messing around."
"Then we started exploring by the cliffside, and I conveniently found a little cove."
"Where there was a candlelit dinner set up."
"And all my favorite food."
"And your favorite music."
"So we ate dinner and dessert."
"Then you curled up in front of me, and I wrapped my arms around you."
"And I leaned back into you while we watched the sunset together."
"I really wanted to kiss you."
"I really wanted you to kiss me."
"But I was too chicken to make the move."
"I was too chicken to ask."
"So like the idiots we were, we ignored our feelings for the whateverith time."
"But we held hands while we walked beck to the car."
"Then we realized we'd left our phones in the car."
"And we'd gotten like 50 calls total from the group."
"Reminding us about the dinner we were supposed to have celebrating your birthday."
"So I broke a crapload of speeding laws."
"We made it only ten minutes late."
"Izzy yelled at us for not answering all the calls and texts."
"She asked where we were."
"But we mentally communicated, and didn't tell the group about the dinner."
"Because we knew they would tease the hell out of us."
"And because I was afraid that they'd tell me I had a crush on you, and I didn't want to face that possibility."
"And because I was scared that they would tell me that we went on a date, and I didn't want to face that possibility."
"I told myself that you were Jace, my best friend."
"And I told myself that you were Clary, my best friend."
We both blushed, but we seemed determined not to break eye contact, and I couldn't hide the wild smile that was starting to make my cheeks ache.
"There was also all those times we had dinner at Taki's, just the two of us." He added. "We had all those movie nights, and they would end with you holding me in your arms." I jumped in.
"The trips to the beach."
"The times we actually went to the movie theater."
"There was that one night when we had the hotel room with just the two of us." Jace snorted, "Do you think it was because they really couldn't stand us, or they just wanted to see how awkward it would be for us to be alone in a room, sharing a bed?"
"Izzy was the instigator, so it was definitely option B." I laughed, "They had no idea that we had shared a bed who knows how many times." Mischief suddenly sparkled in Jace's eyes, and I tilted my head, silently questioning him.
"We snuggled that night." He said nonchalantly, then wiggled his eyebrows, and my mouth dropped. I racked my brain, the memory resurfacing. When I dozed off, I distinctly remembered being on the complete opposite side of the bed as Jace. Purposely, of course. I had woken up, but he was already getting dressed in the bathroom. In no way did I remember the so called snuggling.
"Yeah right." I rolled my eyes, lightly elbowing him, "Nice try, but unless you were the one that started it while I was sleeping, we did not snuggle."
"I was not the one that started it," He poked the tip of my nose, and I slapped the side of his head, "Ow! Anyways," He glared at me before continuing, "You fell asleep, and for some reason, you spread up, and took over like 90 percent of the bed. I was half off the mattress, so I tried to shove you over. You moved a tiny bit, but you were awkwardly pressed up against me. I tried putting my arms somewhere that they wouldn't touch you, but there was literally nowhere to put them. I just thought what the hell, and threw one arm over you, and the other one was above your head. Somehow, I fell asleep like that. When I woke up, our arms were wrapped around each other, our legs were tangled, and your face was buried in my shoulder, tucked under my chin. The funny thing? We were in the middle of the bed, and not even using most of it. AND the other thing happened. So this pretty much confirms the fact that we've been a couple for just about seven years. We've just cheated on each other a lot." My cheeks flared, and I looked down, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. Jace, being Jace, didn't comfort me like a normal boyfriend- fiance- would.
"Clary likes Ja-ace." He sang, "Clary likes Ja-ace."
"Stop it." I whined, sticking my tongue out at him. He quieted down, then leaned over, and I assumed he was going to give me an apologetic kiss on the cheek, but I was wrong. He stopped when his mouth rested right next to my ear. Don't you before I could even complete the thought, Jace's breath tickled my ear as he whispered, "Clary likes Ja-ace."
"YOU SON OF A-" I stopped mid shout, letting the corner of my lip tip up before singing, "Jace likes Cla-ry." And that was when the war started. We stood there for at least five minutes, singing the dreaded phrases over and over, both of us trying to be louder than the other. A throat finally cleared behind us, and we stopped mid sentence. I whipped around to find Aline and Helen staring at us, shaking with horribly contained laughter.
"You know, Kaelie and Seelie are all waiting in there and staring at the door like hawks." Aline commented, "We had to come out back so they wouldn't follow." I rocked back and forth on my heels, staring up and the sky and biting my lip, while Jace awkwardly coughed behind me.
"Well, I think that's my cue to leave. You girls have fun." He muttered, and I turned to stop him, but he was already gone.
"Asshole." I growled, turning back to my two friends. By this time, they had given up being silent, and began laughing uncontrollably.
"Are you two done?" I asked after a couple minutes, and the two sobered up instantly.
"Um yeah…" Helen twisted her long hair, refusing to look me in the eyes, "We actually have to talk to you about something."
"Is everything okay?" My brow furrowed in concern. Helen turned to Aline, and they seemed to communicate without words. Aline sighed, nodding her head at the other girl, then took my arm, guiding me farther back into the garden.
"So we haven't exactly been honest with you." I heard Aline swallow, and her hand shook on my arm, "Just so you know, we already told Jace about this." She fell silent, and I saw Helen squeeze her hand reassuringly before turning back to me.
"We're together." She stated simply, and I stopped dead in my tracks.
"Wait what?" My head started spinning, "You mean you and Jace."
"No." Aline spoke up, voice hoarse, "We're together. Helen and I." Then, the word vomit began. Both girls spoke at the same time, too fast and garbled up for me to hear. I caught phrases like so sorry and if you hate us, but those were just about the only things I could discern.
"Stop!" I held my hands us, and they closed their mouths, eye wide, like frightened animals. "First off, I would never hate you guys. Second, I need all the details!" I smirked, trying (and failing) to wiggle my eyebrows. The tension seemed to drain out of them, and now they were the surprised ones.
"You mean, you're not mad?" Helen asked, voice small and hopeful. "Of course not!" I answered instantly, "I mean, I'm confused as hell, but I'm not mad. So please enlighten me." That was all it took for the two to smile at each other, then begin.
"Once upon a time-" "Seriously?" I interrupted Helen.
"Shut your faces!" Aline joked, slapping a hand over my mouth, "And let me tell the story." I mumbled some incoherent, garbled curses, but let her continue. "So Helen and I hooked up on the first night…"
As I said, I have done, and will do, much better. BUT ANYWAYS READ THIS PART. I need a new cover for this story, so if you submit one, you will get to choose between the hotel room story (Jace and Clary's POV, one of the movie stories (Clary OR Jace's POV), OR the full driver's license beach day story (Clary OR Jace's POV). Email it to thebachelortmi gmail . com (Yes I was bored and made an email for this). I will PM you one of the stories of your choice. IF YOU SUBMIT A ONESHOT you get TWO of the stories. If you ALREADY SUBMITTED A ONESHOT PM me which ones you want me to send you. That is all. Oh, and a random life update on me: I suck at selfies. And I should probably be doing homework BUT I'M NOT
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Bye my faithfuls! Until next time
-Shadowhunter5801
PS What's your fav Disney princess? Admit it. We all have one. Mine is Pocahontas!
PPS I just tried to microwave beef stroganoff. It almost exploded. It was bubbling everywhere and GUESS WHAT?! ITS STILL COLD