Chapter 11 Just a game

You're going to hate me for this chapter and you'll see why in a minute but here you go chapter eleven. No one grab pitchforks and torches and try to come through my computer screen to kill me for this. Just to tell you this no one dies so if you were thinking that I made someone die then you are wrong and I haven't tortured you guys that much yet. *laughs evilly and plots a characters death* No I'm just kidding I don't think anyone is going to die in this story.

Magnus POV

After I dropped Alec off at his apartment I decided to go home, normally on days when I didn't have to be at the office all night working on sketches and whatever else I was usually doing to get ready for the next line I was releasing I went out to one of the thousands of clubs in New York, but tonight I just wanted to sit on my couch with Chairman Meow and try not to die without Alec around.
Until he was really gone and I was left in the car alone I didn't realize how much I was already getting used to him being around, to being in my life. I knew that this was going way to fast and that I should at least try and figure out if he was worth all of the pain of love but I already knew the answer.
He was.
I hadn't felt this way about anyone in such a long time I think that I had forgotten what it was like to really care about someone and not just for a one night thing or some affair that lasted only a few weeks, but to really want to be with someone. Really I hadn't met anyone in New York that I thought I could see myself having a relationship with, not even any of the fabulous people that I saw on a regular basis. I mean normally if I had still been living in London someone like Ragnor would have been perfect for a fling, but the thought never crossed my mind. Actually thinking about sex with Ragnor was like thinking about having sex with your ninety three year old grandmother that always smelled like cat pee, completely sickening to the point that if you thought about it for too long you might end up in the ER.
I was so caught up in my thoughts that it took my phone ringing for about the fourth or fifth time before I realized that it had even been ringing. I looked down in almost shock at the familiar ringtone that I'd had ever since I had gotten the phone, and the purple sparkly case that I had seen so many times that it was almost like seeing my own hand attached to my wrist. The screen was lighting up with the message that told me that I'd gotten a text or maybe five.
The stoplight in front of me had just turned red and when I pulled up I glanced down at the screen to see who had texted. About four of them were from Ragnor screaming about something on the news and the newest one was from Izzy. She had asked me how it went with Alec.
I sent back a cryptic reply and hoped that she wouldn't ask any more questions but of course she wouldn't do that she just had to know all of the dirty little details.
I- that tells me nothing Mags. Just that he doesn't hate you anymore. Did you at least ask him out?
M- Izzy why do you really want to know what happened that badly? Isn't it your brothers love life not yours.
I- Of course it's his love life. Your gay and so is he and that makes you guys perfect for each other, that and the fact that I actually like you. So did you ask him out yes or no and you better answer.
M- Yes I asked him out
I- Well
M- Well what you wanted to know if I asked him out or not. I told you.
I- MAGNUS BANE IF YOU DO NOT TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED AND IF YOU HAVE A DATE WITH MY BROTHER OR NOT I WILL MAKE YOUR LIFE A LIVING HELL UNTIL YOU DO.
I was about to text her back another weird answer just to tease her but was interrupted by someone tapping very loudly on my window. Outside my car was a large man about thirty or maybe even forty and he looked pissed, like all of the blood in his whole body had gone directly to his face and made him look like one of those tomatoes you get in your side salads.
I rolled down the window to see what this weirdo could possibly want, it was only when I did that I heard all of the honks of car horns and curses that were apparently directed at me that I couldn't hear over the stereo, then I remembered that I was still stopped at the same red light that had probably already gone through fifteen cycles.
If I had been anyone else I would have blushed or tried to explain what I was doing or been even a little embarrassed but being Magnus Bane I wasn't about to do that. Instead I rolled the window all of the way down and screamed "Bitch!" back at him and hit the gas. He was left standing in the middle of the street like a creep watching me as I drove away. I looked into the rear view mirror just in time to see him raise his middle finger at me in the classic New York City one fingered wave.

Somewhere else in the city at the same time Ragnor Fell was about to lose his mind, the news had come up with some very hard to explain pictures staring none other than Magnus Bane and that stupid hockey player Alexander Lightwood. No one knew who had taken them but they were currently being broadcasted on the midnight or twelve a clock news which no one but him and probably about three other people in the city watched.
It was the two of them sitting in what looked like Central Park kissing, and unlike it had been in the pictures that had been taken of them at the party you could tell that this was Alexander Lightwood. They had other pictures, ones that showed his trademark baby blues and the rest of his face, all of which were flashing across the screen now. This wasn't what was bothering him though, what was bothering him was the fact that Magnus hadn't answered his phone.
Ragnor wasn't usually the type to worry very much, and it was a good thing to because if he had been a worrier he would have never made it as Magnus Bane's friend and whatever else he was considered. Magnus was really insane, he was known for not only his gorgeous clothes but for being one of the wildest people in A-list NYC. He was always throwing parties that would go down in the history books and was known to disappear for days at a time only to reappear in some other country or at some random guy or girls apartment that he had decided to shack up with for a while, and when you asked him why he did all of this shit the only real answer you ever got was 'because I felt like it.'
The man would drop everything and drag Ragnor and whoever else with him to some island if it caught his eye or leave in the middle of a fashion show to go and help some bitch that he thought was a good designer. The fashion world had been talking about that for the rest of the day, Magnus Bane's mysterious disappearance during the first day of Fashion Week, and his compliments of a nothing designer that was just starting out. Ragnor wondered now if it had all been a plan to get to her brother.
Magnus rarely did anything without an ulterior motive, something that he could gain from it, and if that wasn't there then he didn't want anything to do with you. What he could gain from this little bitch and he brother he hadn't discovered yet, but there had to be something. Magnus didn't really like Alexander or his sister, Magnus didn't really like anyone not truly. Ragnor wondered sometimes if Magnus even liked him, or was he just someone to keep around to talk to or to get opinions from.
Magnus was one of the most secretive people that he had ever met and known anything about, he had lived in America for only four years and before that he had lived in London. That was all that Ragnor knew about his closest friends past, he didn't know why he had left or how he had gotten started in the fashion world all he knew was that one day he showed up at the coffee shop where Ragnor had been working to try and pay the rent and started up a conversation. They had been friends ever since. He remembered it like it had happened yesterday and not almost four years ago.

Ragnor was bored, nothing had happened that day in the small coffee shop in Manhattan where he worked, and when he said nothing he really meant nothing. Usually he got to break up at least one fight or get screamed at by some lady for giving her the wrong order or not making it fast enough for her busy schedule. He was literally about to fall asleep on the counter with his head resting on his left hand, this had never happened before. Could someone really die of boredom because he was sure that he was about to drop dead because of it.
Then he heard the door open and the little bell above it chime signaling that there was someone in the shop besides him, maybe it was some lady that would yell at him. At least then he wouldn't be bored. Ragnor almost fainted when he looked up and saw this man standing in front of him looking like he had walked off of the pages of Vogue or Elle.
The man was gorgeous and obviously not completely straight if the glitter that surrounded his eyes and was sprinkled in his hair was any sign. Ragnor had known for a while that he was bisexual but he had always preferred girls over boys, they were just prettier, but this man was more beautiful that any of the girls that he had dated over the years, and that was saying something.
He has missed the guys order and had to ask him again all the while looking down and trying to hide his flaming cheeks, he had not seriously been too busy staring at this guy that he had missed whatever he had said. The guy had sighed in impatience but repeated his order, he had a slight British accent that made him all the more adorable. When Ragnor had asked him for his name he had been expecting something like Scott or Jordan something normal like that, but the guy's name was Magnus Bane, he was sure that he looked completely confused when he had heard the name but Magnus had just laughed.
"Yes that's my real name before you even ask." He said and Ragnor had blushed again.
"Weird name," he mumbled under his breath. He had thought that Magnus wouldn't have been able to hear him but for the second time since the guy walked into the shop he was shocked.
"I know." He had said before pulling himself up to sit on the counter. Ragnor went to fix his coffee or whatever his order was supposed to be, it had too much sugar in it to really be considered coffee but anyway. All the while Magnus was talking in his adorable British accent and Ragnor was listening, he was talking about random shit and about clothes, he was apparently a fashion designer, something Ragnor had always wanted to be, and had just moved here from London.
They talked for a while, and even after Magnus had finished his coffee and Ragnor was supposed to be closing the shop, it was then that Ragnor found himself falling for the strange man that had walked into the coffee shop and sat on the counter for hours talking about London and clothes and anything else you could imagine. Magnus had come back every day after that and when his career in NYC suddenly took off he invited Ragnor to come and live with him in his new penthouse apartment.

That had been almost four years ago and Magnus was still the same as he was then, although the British accent had faded more and he had moved into a bigger apartment letting Ragnor keep the old one he was still the same, still crazy and still bathing himself in glitter every morning before he walked out of the house. Ragnor hadn't changed much in the three and a half years since that day, he had gotten a lot more money, quit the job and the coffee shop, and actually had a fashion sense now, but one thing hadn't changed and he didn't think that it ever would.
He was still in love with Magnus Bane.
It was at that moment that his phone lit up and the familiar number scrolled across the screen, it was Magnus finally. He answered quickly and waited to hear his friend's voice coming through the speaker on the other end.
"Ragnor we have a problem," he said.
That was an understatement, this was more than a problem could ruin someone's life and it wasn't Magnus's. For the first time since first hearing Magnus gush about his newest boy toy in one of the café's that that went to regularly he felt something close to sympathy for Alec Lightwood. The boy had no clue what was about to happen.

Is it bad that one of the longest chapters that I've written in this story is nothing but FILLER! Yeah that probably really bad but I wanted to go more into depth about Magnus and Ragnor's relationship, it will possibly be really important in later chapters and if not well then you just wasted your time reading a chapter that had nothing to do with Malec. Aren't I a bitch for making you think that something important was going to happen this chapter, but maybe the fact that I posted 2 chapters in one day makes up for it. Hope it does if not… uhhhhhh glitter parade. XD
Kisses, love Sarah.