Okayyyyyy, so, I always write the first authors note before actually writing the story so, I just want you to know that I have maaahhooosive writers block right now...sooo, I'm just gonna have to roll with it...anyway, I had so much fun at my drama course, learned some stuff and met some great people so i hope you don't hate me too much for making you wait. This is gonna kinda be a filler chapter by the way.

Disclaimer: you know the drill

Enjoyyyyy fifth chapter :)))))

Jace pov

I was kissing someone. I don't know who it was but her breath smelt like cigarettes and alcohol. I could hear the distinct sound of techno club music ringing in my ears as the girl spread sloppy saliva filled kissed all over my face and neck. I was drunk. I didnt remember where I was or what time it was or who I was with, but all I knew was I was completely shit face waisted. I pushed the girl back an inch after she started fiddling with my jeans zipper. I took as good a look as you can when your drunk at the girl, she was probably about 18 or 19, a bit younger than me. She had an ok body that was covered in some sort of "dress" or in my perspective, a scrap of fabric. So here I was, exchanging spit with another slut. Great. Her eyes where a deep brown colour that I could just make out beneath all the eye makeup. Her body was covered in fake tan and her face was drenched in makeup. So, in other words, it looked like she had been gang-banged by a box of feltips. I momenterally wondered why the hell I was making out with this weird looking chic when I noticed her hair colour. Red.

So that explains it.

Although this girls hair colour was obviously out of a bottle, it was too vibrant to be natural, it distinctively resembled clarys mane of gorgeous curls. This ones was straight and short with layers or whatever girls call hairstyles these days, come to think of it she was nothing compared to the angel I called a best friend apart from the slight resemblance in hair colour. But if that's as close I'm gonna get to making out with clary, I was gonna have to deal with it.

We lip locked again as her body started moving in time with mine to the music. Her front half grinding into mine as she stared to moan. She obviously thought this would turn me on or get some kind of response out of me. But, all it sounded like was a cow with constipation.

Iv heard clary moan before. And let me tell you it's one of the most beautiful sounds you will hear apart from her laugh. Unfortunately it wasn't me ignighting those sounds from her luscious lips. It had been her boyfriend at the time. Gale.

God I hated him. The things I wouldn't do to punch him in the face. And let me tell you I did.

Both clary and gale passed brushed it off as normal brother-like protection stuff, but not after getting yelled at by clary. Shes so cute when she's mad.

"baby what's wrong?" I heard the girl whisper in my ear. I then realised I had spaced out for a moment and obviously had a pained look on my face.

"ermm, nothing." I spat as I started to inch away from her and towards the door. All I wanted to do was get out of here and back to clary.

"oh, you wanna get out of here do ya? Sure, let me get my coat." she said with a wink as she sauntered of in the other direction. I took the chance to bolt for the door.

I felt girl's hands grab onto me and my clothes. Their nails digging into my skin. Usually I would've stayed and danced with all the girls who gave me lust filled stares and annoyed the shit out of all of their boyfriends, knowing that they know I'm way hotter than them, but today, the only thing on my mind was clary.

Clary, clary, clary.

Clarys hair

Clarys lips

Clarys body

Clarys face

Clary. I loved everything about her. I couldn't help it, she was so perfect. I had promised myself I would try to tone down my possessiveness and act like her brother...huh...well, that's not gonna work.

God, I really need her in my life. I need her. I'm sure if she left me or something tore us apart I would die. I know it sounds cheesy and sloppy but I can't imagine my life without her. But the real reason I need to bottle down my feelings is I'm scared. Scared of rejection. Scared she'll hate me. Scared i'll never see her again. So if it meens keeping her in my life, being friends is as far as its gonna have to get.

I stumbled into the middle of the street and collapsed on the pavement.

Hello floor.

I leant my back against the wall and put my head in my hands. Why am I so stupid? Getting drunk is the only way of forgetting clary. At least I thought.

I squint my eyes against the harsh street lights in my path as I reach into my pocket for my phone.

Dial.

Clary.

Call.

Those where the only things running through my head at that moment.

"hello?" clarys beautiful voice rang through the phone and into my ears.

"cllaryysssaaa, hellope...can youu comme and get mee?" I managed to slur out.

"oh my gosh jace you idiot! You are drunk! Where are you?!" she shouted. I had a reputation of getting drunk and clary knew it. The only reason she got mad was because I usually got myself into stupid situations that she had to get me out of. Once I woke up in bed with three other girls...let's just say two things...

1) clary wasn't too happy when she had to kick out three hungover confused chicks.

And 2) it must have been one heck of a night...

"pandemmoniummm..errr I thinkkkth" I tried to look at the sign to the club but all my eyes made out where weird shapes and annoying neon coloured lights.

"right, err ok, I'm coming. Stay there and don't do anything stupid!" to late for that.

She hung up, probably to the sound of me singing the McDonald's theme tune, I dunno, but the next thing I new was I was practically being dragged into a car and driven towards a brightly lit road.

When I opened my eyes I was climbing up some stairs. Huh, strange. How did I get here? It was then that I noticed a beautiful girl with long crimson hair and emerald eyes hauling me up the stairs, into a bedroom and onto a bed. My jace instinct told me to flirt with this gorgeous girl but my laziness took over. At that time my mind was only processing small things at a time.

Bed

Soft

Girly

Pretty

Lips on forehead

Lights off

Warm

Cozy

Sleep...

I woke up with the fealing an atomic bomb had just blown Up in my skull and my brain had turned to mush. Yupp. It was that bad.

My memory was foggy and I had to think real hard to try and remember anything that happened last night. Images of me making out with a weird girl bombarded my mind. My heart stopped.

I reached out next to me and gave a relieved sigh when I didn't feel anyone there. So, I hadn't brought her home. Thank god. I silently thanked Mr. Drunk jace for actually doing something smart.

I lifted my head to see the sheet tangled between my legs and my clothes strewn across the floor. I groaned and let my head fall back onto the fluffy pillow with a thud. It was then that I heard the door creak open to reveal beautiful clary standing in the frame. I smiled. She really was a sight for sore eyes.

"Jonathan Christopher wayland!" she said in a stern tone.

"Clarissa Adele fray!" I said mocking her full name choice of greeting. A smile crept onto her face as she made her way into the room. I could see some pain killers and a bottle of water placed in her hands. I thanked the gods in the high heavens for clary and her wisdom.

"unless I remember wrong, I do recall dragging you off the streetat 4amto then drive you home, to THEN drag you up the stairs and take you to bed, all the while you being stupidly drunk whilst telling me why father christmas can go stuff it because he didn't get you a motorbike. Am I wrong?" she said with her eyebrows raised.

" ummm, yeaaa..." I said, scratching the back of my neck with a small smirk on my face. "about that, ummmm, thanks?" it came out as more Of a question than an apology. She shoved the Pain killers in my direction with a roll of her eyes. I scanned the back of the packet, seeing my recommended amount of the heavenly hangover killers I needed.

"god, why can't there ever be any good side effects? Like: WARNING: MAY CAUSE EXTREME SEXINESS." I mumbled under my breath as I swallowed the pills. I heard clary laugh behind me as she started to pick up my discarded clothes from the floor.

"it's not like you need it anyway..." she said under her breath. Suddenly her checks turned red as she covered her mouth with her hand. Had I heard her correct?

"I'm sorry, has the one and only Clarissa fray finally succumbed to my hotness?" I said with a teasing smile and threw in a wink for good measure. At least I now knew she thought I was hot, I mean, who wouldn't? But hearing it come from her beautiful lips made a warm bubbly feeling rise in my stomach and spread to every inch on my body. I was grinning like an idiot.

"errmmm, I have to go...and...errmmm...work! Yes, I have to go to work at the garden centre, so I'll ummm...see you later..." she said as she turned to walk out.

"no! Clary wait, I...ummm..." for a moment I considered telling her everything.

How she brightened up my day whenever I saw her. How her smile would warm up my heart to the extent I feel as if it might burst. How her eyes where the most beautiful colour iv ever seen, and how green has been my favourite colour since I set eyes on her. How I loved her fiery mane of red curls cascading down her back. How I loved her silly little giggle. How i loved the beautiful dimples that dented her cheeks whenever she smiled. How I loved her clumsiness and blindness towards the lusted states from other men. How oblivious she is to the bad things in life and only focuses on the good. How her small splattering of freckles cover her petite nose. How I hated that rat boy for looking at her the way he did. How much I dream of holding her in my arms and kissing her silly. How I want to spend the rest of my life with her. How I want to get married, have children and be the happiest man alive. All in all, I wanted to tell her I am absolutely, and wholly in love with her.

But all that came out of that stupid mouth of mine was:

"have a nice day, angel."

Ok, I'm really sorry but this was kinda just a filler chapter, giving you info on what Jace felt. I know a lot of you wanted the pandemonium party with Sebastian to be in this chapter but I simply didn't have time, I'm going camping again for the weekend tomorrow but I'll be back by Tuesday my little minions. There will be more info on Sebastian and Jaces past in the next chapter. incase you didn't notice clary mentioned working at the garden centre that day and whoever can remember who else happened to work at Simons garden centre gets a medal ;)

I NEED REVEWS TO CARRY ON! GIVE ME IDEAS PEOPLE! WON'T CARRY ON UNLESS I DO ;)

Love you all - G xxx