Chapter 8

Authors Note: I love you all so much for waiting. Thank you so much. You all are amazing, so her you go. And in case you guys haven't noticed that they don't go to class... Like, ever, I did notice, but they still won't be going anyways because that's boring. I' likely not gonna show them in any class but gym most likely, and some of you will know why. Anyways, I'm uploading this for Jacoco-chocolate-milk who threatened the life of my balls if I didn't upload this. So Chanel, this is for you. (btw, I'm a girl, so I don't have balls, which only makes it scarier, because she'll keep digging until she finds some) But anyway, lets get back to the story, hmm?

xxxxxxxxxxxxxx Alec POV:

When I woke up, I didn't open my eyes. I could still feel him behind me, his naked chest flush against my back. I snuggled back deeper into his warm embrace, his arms tightened around me, and his thumb began to stoke a steady rhythm on my stomach. I smiled and tried to squirm away from the digit. He stopped, then started again, insistantly( I know it isn't a word, shut up :)). I squirmed again, and bubbled out a giggle.

"Stop it," I whined, still squirming and giggling.

He sat up and pulled the warm covers off of me. He smiled deviously and straddled my thighs, holding them down. He attacked my stomach and ribcage; making me laugh and squirm beneath him.

"p-p-please! Sto-op!" I begged, laughing and gasping for air, trying in vain to push his hands off of me.

"Nuh-uhh. I don't think so," he laughed and shook his head, continuing his relentless attack.

I could barely breathe, but he wouldn't stop. His hands traveled from my stomach to my ribcage and back down again. When he came back up, his thumb ran across my nipple, cutting my laughter off, and making me moan loudly, and automatically arch off the bed. he stopped smiling, and looked down at me. He put his hands on either side of my head and leaned down, like he was gonna kiss me.

"Magnus, I can't-" I was interrupted by my phone blasting Adam Lambert's "Better Than I Know Myself".

Magnus raised his eyebrows at me, and grabbed my phone from the bedside table.

"Hello?" He said winking down at me, "he's, uh, busy," he giggled, playfully hitting me with a pillow when I attempted to grab the phone from him.

God please dont let it be who I think it is.

"I'm not busy, there's just this thing on top of me that weighs a million pounds," I said flipping us over, so that he was lying under me.

I grabbed the phone, and jumped across the room to my own bed.

"Hello?"

"Alec?" I heard Isabelle giggle, " having fun over there?" She laughed.

I sighed in relief that it was Iz and not who i thought it would be.

"Shut it!" I said blushing, and looking over at Magnus on his own bed.

He was just lying there, looking up at the ceiling, and playing with the waistband of his pink boxers with a strange look on his face.

"What do you want?" I asked blushing lightly.

"Well Camille said that you and Magnus didn't go to any of the rest of your classes yesterday, and I wanted to see if you were okay... Can I come over there?" She asked.

'Yesterday?' I thought to myself. I looked over at my clock and saw that it was 6:00 in the morning. Damn.

"I'll tell you what. How about I come over there," I said pulling on jeans and tennis shoes.

"Okay, we're in room G6 (like a G6 lol)," she said.

"Be there in a sec."

xxxxxxxxxxxxxx Alec POV:

"OPEN THE DOOR, IZ!" I shouted at the door.

"Okay, okay," I heard her say.

I heard the lock tumble, and the door opened wide. She stepped back to let me in, then closed the door.

"Wow," I said sitting down, "you guy's room and beds are way smaller than ours," I said looking around the messy room with two twin beds and a small closet.

"Yeah," Iz said, "i noticed that too."

She went over to a closed door that was presumably the bathroom, and stuck her head inside. She said something and nodded her head; closing the door, she gathered her purse and bag, and walked toward me.

"Camille said she'll meet us with Magnus at breakfast."

"Alright," I said, looking around the small room once again, "let's go."

xxxxxxxxxxxxxx Camille POV:

"Hey, do you want to head down to breakfast with Alec and me?"

"No?" I said raising my eybrow in a questioning manor.

My hands were up above my head, expertly twisting my hair up into a bun. I was standing at the sink, on my tippy-toes to see in the mirror. Also, I had on nothing but a bra and a thong, so why the hell would I want to go down to breakfast right now?

I felt, rather than saw Isabelle's eyes racking up and down my body.

"I'm gonna go see what's up with Magnus," I said pulling the hair tie up to hold my bun into place, "he sent me a text telling me to get my ass over there pronto, so we'll meet you down there later."

"Okay," she said, "by the way, your hair looks cute.

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Magnus POV:

"Magnus, babe, open the door."

I sighed and got off my bed. I crossed the room and opened the door.

"Hey," Camille said when I opened it.

"Hmm," I responded.

I shuffled back over to my bed, and faceplanted into my pillows. I heard her close the door, and walk over to my bed. She sat.

"Baby, what's wrong?" She asked, laying a gentle hand on my back.

"Alec.." I said, my vioce muffled in my mountain of pillows.

"What'd he do? Do I need to cut him?" I heard her rusling through her purse; presumably searching for her pocket knife.

"No!" I said quickly, I sat up and put a hand on her wrist, stopping her hand, "he... he called me fat." I said not looking at her.

"Yep, gonna cut him," she said shoving her hand back into her bag, and searching again for her knife.

"No, no! That will not be necessary," I said taking the purse from her.

"Well," she said, "how did he say it? Was he just like 'Oh, Magnus, you're so fat' or what?" She snickered when I giggled at her lousy Alec impersonation.

"No, he said it indirectly," I said lying back onto my pillows, "i was on top of him, and- NOT LIKE THAT!" I yelled at her, smiling because she giggled and raised her eyebrow in a suggestive manor, "but he made a comment to Isabelle about me 'weighing a million pounds'."

"Honey, I'm sure he was just messing around."

"No," I said getting up, and walking over to the floor length mirror on the door to the closet, "i have put on a pound or two."

"Oh, shut-up," she said aiming a pillow at my head and missing, "you still weigh less than me."

She came to stand in the mirror beside me, and pulled up her shirt to show her flat stomach and polka-dot bra.

"God, Cam. If you had a penis, I would fuck the everlasting shit out of you... And then some," I said openly staring at her curvy body, "but seing as you have a vagina, that won't be happening anytime soon."

I pushed open the door to my walk-in closet, and turned on the light.

"What should I wear?" I asked her.

"I don't know... That purple dress you wore to Adele's wedding?" I heard the smile in her voice.

I stuck my head out of the closet to see her going through Alec's nightstand.

"Don't tempt me, that dress was the legitimate shit... What are you doing?" I asked.

I walked over to where she was being nosey in Alec's drawer.

"Oh, nothing.." She lied innocently.

I watched as she flipped through notebooks, and notepads. She moved them out of the way, and sat them on the bed.

"What's this?" Under the notebook and things was a narrow wooden box.

"I don't know, but I don't think we should... CAM!"

She had opened the box, and I couldn't resist looking inside with her. There was a folded peice of notebook paper on top covering whatever was inside the box. Camille picked up the paper, and giggled at what was underneath. Under the paper was a box of condoms, and two bottles of lube.

"Oh, try to be a little mature will you?" I said to her, taking the note.

I opened it up, and read it out loud.

"Dear Alec,
I know this is probably the last thing you would want for your birthday; especially from you mother for that matter. But I want you to be safe, while you're having... Fun ;). The last thing I want for my oldest baby is AIDS or an STD. Just remember... Your dad does love you. No matter what he may say or do.
I Love You so much, and whenever you need to talk feel free to come to the office.
Love,
Maryse Lightwood; mom"

When I was done, I was surprised to have a tear in my eye.

"Wow," Camille said swiping at her eyes, "that was heartwarming."

I just nodded, and looked back down into the box. A noticed the box of condoms was unopened, but one of the bottles of lube was half empty.

"Why is that half empty, but the condoms aren't opened?" Camille asked pointing, "surely he would heed his mothers warning about-"

"Oh, God," I moaned closing my eyes, heat fluttering through my stomach.

To Be Continued!

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This chapter will be split into two, but I'm not gonna upload one half without the other, so it's taken longer than expected.

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