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Chapter 14:

I sat in the Biology class, not even listening to Mr. Cole, but concentrating on the runes. Alec was taking notes that I'd copy down later, but my mind kept snapping back to Jace and that very intense kiss. I mean what's a girl to do? I didn't know if we were an item, or whatever the hell you want to call it! I'd have to talk to him soon. The bell rang and I pushed down the hallway with Alec in tow. How would I talk to him about it though? It's not as simple as just walking up to him and asking are you my boyfriend, no I'd have to come up with a logical way of asking. I thought about maybe getting Isabelle to ask and then thought better of it, knowing I should be the one asking. The thinking just continued and I could not concentrate in any of my classes, especially Art. He threw his arm over my chair as we listened to Ms. Wakefield go on about Monet. Not that Monet was boring, but I couldn't say the same for Ms. Wakefield. You would think an art teacher would have a bit of creativity…you'd think.

After class, Jace slipped an arm around my waist as we walked down the hallway. Was this a sign we were public? Oh my God Clary just shut up! Stop looking into it I'm starting to sound paranoid, then again ever since I'd met Jace I had been very paranoid. I shrugged it off, trying to finish the day. Once at home, in the comforts of my room, I introspected while listening to the Beatles. I'm just going to assume we are I guess, or should I not? I don't know! I flopped back on my bed, trying to let John Lennon drone out the thoughts that attacked every crevice of my brain. Oh the sunshine coming through the window is so pretty, it reminds me of Jace! I like this song, I wonder if Jace would like it too? Blah, blah, BLAH!

I heard heavy boots in the hallway. Luke wasn't home yet and it wasn't my mom, because she was still at work. Jace? I thought jumping up and throwing open my bedroom door.

"Hello Clarissa, nice to see you're so eager to see your big brother!" I swallowed, staring into the big bottomless eyes of my brother. I hurried back in, slamming the door and locking it before he could reach the handle. I tried my window but it wouldn't budge. Crap! I dropped to my knees, looking for my steele, but of course it was not in my room, but in the kitchen with my purse. Jonathan rammed into the door. I don't have time! I tried to push my desk in front of the door as it shuddered again with Jonathan's weight. I was panting and the desk was almost there and then the door flew off the hinges and I tumbled backwards, hitting my head on the wall, my vision blurring. Before I faded out though something screamed my name and it wasn't Jonathan's voice, but Jace's. I saw him run into Jonathan as the two started to fight. I couldn't keep my eyes open, and I slipped away into the darkness.

I sat in the dark; a little golden glow was faintly seen from where I was. The light choked out my name, "Clary". Or was it the light, because the voice was in my ear, rough and filled with exhaustion. The light disappeared and I slipped back into the darkness.

My eyes fluttered open, a dull pain throbbing from where the wall and my head made contact. I looked around the room I was laying in. It wasn't my room, though. The walls white as is the rest of the room. It's spotless, a few books piled on the nightstand. Where was I? I remembered Jonathan, and hearing Jace's voice and seeing him attack Jonathan, but that was the last thing I did remember. I sat up slowly, careful not to move my head too much. The door creaked open and I looked into the blinding light coming from the hallway. The figure who stepped into the room was tall and slim. Jonathan! I pulled back trying to keep as much distance from him as I could.

"Easy Red!" Jace flicked on the lights, he stared down at me palms up. He was shirtless, but had a bandage on his side.

"What the hell did he do to you?" I launched myself over to him, bewildered.

"Got me with a dagger, nothing major, Isabelle put an iratze on me so I should be okay." He smiled taking my face into his hands. "So you know him? What is he like an ex-boyfriend?" He smirked down.

"He's my brother!" I slapped his arm. "I don't have any ex-boyfriends."

"Well if you keep hitting me like that you will have one." He smirked. And there was the answer to my earlier troubles. I returned the smirk pulling him on to the bed with me. He leaned down, brushing his lips against mine. The found their way down my neck until I moaned in satisfaction. I grabbed the hem of my shirt, well his was already off, might as well make it even. As I sat up, the shirt slipping over my head I felt myself blush. Thank the heavens I was wearing a push-up, but it was just a plain white thing, no lace or ribbons. By the look on Jace's face though he didn't care, his eyes were dark as the scanned over my exposed torso. I pulled myself onto his lap and started kissing him again, his fingers trailed down my back leaving goose bumps in their wake. We leaned back, he on top of me, and kept up with the kissing and exploring of each other.

Knock.

We kept kissing trying to ignore it.

Knock, knock.

I pulled away looking at the door. "What was that?"

"Nothing." Jace bent down to kiss me again but before his lips reached mine there was a loud bang on the door.

"WHAT?" Jace yelled. The door flew open revealing a very flustered Isabelle.

"My god you took my advice?"

"What do you want Isabelle?" I snapped, I being just as angry at her as Jace.

"Werewolf kid was found dead in an alley near Pandemonium. Mom wants us to go." She shrugged, trying not to make eye contact with me. Can't say that I blame her, if I walked in on my brother making out with a girl in her bra, especially if that girl is a friend of mine, I'd feel a little awkward too.

"Fine, we'll be out in 10." Jace growled rolling off the bed as Isabelle left. Why does Isabelle have to ruin the fun every damn time?!

There is Chapter 14! I put in another steamy scene, much of it improvised from City of Fallen Angels. Any who I shall be updating tomorrow sometime. I would just love to hear from you all, the more reviews I get the faster I type… (Hint, hint) ;)

Ciao my lovelies! -Emma