Hey guys! Long time and no chapter. I've just finished a really intense summer camp and now for the rest of the summer I'm freeeee! Well, until school startes at least. But yeah. So this is chapter twelve and as promised, there is more Malec and Sizzy in this one. Enjoy and don't forget to follow, favorite, and REVIEW. (more reviews=quicker updates).
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Jace was exuberant, needless to say. He smiled the whole way out of the office to the printer, where he rushed Phil for pictures.
"Well, I'm bragging to everyone at the shop now," he said, looking smug as he walked me back to my apartment.
"By the angel Jace, don't brag to customers. They don't need to know," I said, smiling up at him.
"Of course," he said, placing a hand on either side of my face. He kissed me. It was soft and slow, not fiery but it was enough to make my insides erupt with butterflies. And then I felt something tug on my gag reflex. I quickly unlocked the door and sprinted for the bathroom. After dunking my head in the toilet, I had managed to throw up all of the cucumber sandwiches that Dr. Dorothea had fed us before we left.
"You know, when I kiss a girl, vomiting is usually not the reaction I get," said Jace, as he pulled back my hair. I sat up from the toilet.
"Yes, well, it wasn't exactly my fault was it," I said, giving him a look before pointing at stomach. He sniggered. And then I sniggered. And then we burst out laughing together, clutching our sides having no idea what was so funny. After I washed my hands, I let him out with another kiss.
"Bye Clary," he said, as he pulled me in by the waistband of my jeans.
"Bye Jace," I muttered against his chest. We stayed like that for a few moments, me sinking into his arms which smelled like vanilla and sunshine. And Jace stayed latched onto me to, clearly not wanting to let go.
"Jace, we should probably let go now," I said, pulling away from him. I could my face getting warm.
"Yeah," he said before letting me go. I was suddenly cold, as if Jace's heat was the only thing keeping me warm.
"Okay, bye," we said in sync and I watched him walk down the stairs near our door. After he was out of view, I shut the door. It hadn't occurred to me that there were moans within the apartment. I followed them and they got louder and louder. I opened the door to find Izzy and Simon going at it.
"By the angel, Clary, don't you ever knock," squealed Isabelle from under Simon. She scrambled to cover herself with the blanket and I back out of the room and shut the door. I'm sure my face was pale and I thought of the Penhallow's incident and I shuddered. I walked back into the living room and just as I got there, there were knocks on the door. I opened the door to see someone I didn't expect at all. Alec Lightwood.
"Alec, what are you doing here," I asked, leaning on the threshold of the door.
"It's Magnus. We got into it about his ex Camille," he said, a little frantically, "Can I come in?"
I didn't want him to hear Isabelle but he looked so miserable. I gestured to the couch.
"What happened," I asked.
"Well, she showed up at the apartment. And when I turned her away, Magnus freaked. He said there were certain things I didn't understand and then I asked what he was hiding and he flipped. Some choice words were exchanged and I stormed out. God, he probably wants out," said Alec putting his head in his hands.
"Oh, Alec. I'm sure he doesn't want that. He would slay the moon for you," I said, patting him on the knee. Suddenly there was a banging noise.
"What was that," asked Alec, shooting up. Then Isabelle's yelp could be heard. I could feel my face redden.
"Nothing. It was probably the cat," I said, but Alec was already out of his chair, "Alec, it was the cat."
"You're allergic to cats, Clary," he said in a measured tone. I could feel my face reddening even more.
"Who's in there," he asked, deadly quiet as the moans got louder. I couldn't speak. So I just followed him. He kicked down the door and Isabelle and Simon were in there previous position.
"Isabelle, what do you think you're doing," asked Alec, his face flushed with anger and embarrassment.
"A-Alec! What, um, are you doing here," asked Isabelle, frantically trying to cover herself with the blanket.
"I was discussing something Clary. Whoever is under my sister will be castrated if they don't leave within the next five seconds. Simon shot up from the bed and peeled Izzy off of him. He grabbed his clothes and ran to the nearest bathroom.
"Alec, don't be so mean. That was my boyfriend Simon. I've never done that with you and Magnus," she said, slipping on her silk robe. Wrong thing to say, Izzy. That was a very wrong thing to say. I could see Alec flinch.
"Clary, darling, I have loads to-What the heck is HE doing here," shouted Magnus, who I guess let himself in. Well great, this is exactly what I needed.
So there's some Malec drama and some Sizzy escapades (way to go Simon for getting out while he could). Don't forget to REVIEW, follow, and favorite! Also you can PM me if you want!
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