It's been a lonely, long week, am I right? I think so. I have become obsessed with The 1975, I'm counting down the days until mockingjay part one, counting down the days for If I stay, I've read 3 books (and a half), drew some more runes for my bedroom wall, got another TFIOS poster, a small divergent poster, andddddd probs more but to lazy too write. ANYWAYS here's you next chapter.

It was 5 days until Clary and Jace would be on a plane, heading towards his Uncle. Things had been going well for them. They hadn't done anything further than kissing, still. They had also been skipping school. But there was one slight problem. Clary hadn't told her mom. They would be leaving on Tuesday, at 10pm, for a 12 hour flight, and returning the next Friday.

Clary was sitting on the kitchen stool as her mom ran around the kitchen, their maid had the day off, for 'family matters'.

"Hey mom..." Clary started.

"What is it sweetheart?" Jocelyn asked.

"I have something to ask you. Just here me out until I'm finished. Please." Clary said, biting her lips.

Jocelyn eyed her, standing still.

"Okay, well I haven't told you, but uh, me and Jace are kinda, dating-"

"I knew it! I knew it! The way he looked at you. You two were made for each other!" Jocelyn said excitedly, clapping her hands.

"Mom! God! Anyway. It's not about that. I don't want to tell you it all, but it's Jace's business, but his perants were killed when he was younger," better to play the sympathy card, "and Jackie is his adoptive mother. But, he still has an Uncle and Jace doesn't feel comfortable seeing him, but he has to if he wants to get is trust and family's money once his 18. So his uncles invited him down, and-"

"I know here your going with this." Jocelyn said, smiling slightly.

"Uh, you do?" Clary asked, slightly confused.

"Let me guess. He doesn't want to go by himself, so you volunteered to go with him? Am I correct?" Jocelyn stated.

"Uh-uh, yes." Clary said, stunned.

"When do you leave?" Her mom asked.

"Tuesday, 10pm." Clary stated.

"And you get back?"

"8am, The next Friday. So a week and 3 days."

"I except you back at 9am on Friday, or Jace will-well you know how it goes." Jocelyn said.

"Wait! So your actually letting me go!" Clary shouted.

"Well if I didn't, you still would have gone." Her mom said.

Clary was so excited she ran straight up to her room to ring Jace.

It was Tuesday before Clary knew it. She was frantically packing her suitcase, when Jace waltzed into her room. Clary sat on the top of her suitcase, instructing Jace to zip it up. With some difficulty they finally got it zipped up. Clary still sat on her suitcase, which was on her bed. She came nearly up to the same height as Jace.

"You ready, Angel?" Jace asked, grabbing her waist lightly.

Clary giggled, "never been more ready." She said, slipping her arms around his neck.

"Well you'd think with that suitcase. Which is bigger than you, might I add." Jace said, chuckling.

"Oh shush, Jacey." She said, bring his head closer to hers.

"Excuse me." Said a voice at Clary's bedroom door.

Jace released Clary, stepping back hastily, rubbed the back of his neck, his checks red.

"Just wanted to let you know, the limos here." Her mom said, eyeing Jace.

"Limo?" Jace asked, looking at Clary.

"Yeah." Clary exhaled.

She grabbed her suitcase off the bed, only for Jace to grab it off her and carry it for her. She said her goodbyes to her mom, Jocelyn warning Jace. Once they were in the limo Jace relaxed.

"Your mom scares me." Jace said, rubbing the nape of his neck.

Clary couldn't help but giggle, "my mom?" She asked.

"I felt like she was going to grab a fire poker and beat me if I touched you." Jace said.

"Oh, don't worry. I'll protect you." Clary said, patting his check.

He scowled at her playfully, before taking her hand in his. His free hand, tickling her leg. Clary relaxed and leaned her head on his shoulder. Jace's mouth opened, as if he was going to say something, but Clary's phone cut him off. She dug her phone out of her bag and answered it.

"Clary, girl!" Izzy yelled over the phone.

Shit.

"Yes Izzy?" Clary asked, resting her head on Jace's lap, his hand running through her hair.

"A little birdy told me, you were going away with Jace." Izzy said.

"Well if your talking to birds, I think you need some help." Clary said, trying to avoid the question.

"Oh don't try and avoid this. Are you?" Izzy asked.

Clary sighed, "yes. We are in the limo as we speak, heading to the airport." She said, smiling up at Jace, who went to kiss her, but she indicated to the phone. No one except their parents knew they where dating.

"So you and Jace, are going away, and probably staying the same room-" Izzy started.

"Izzy, come on! Friends!" Clary shouted into the phone.

"Oh come on! You guys have to date! This is getting ridiculous! You guys are going away together-"

"I love you. I'll speak to you later. Good bye." Clary said, hanging up and tossing her phone back in her bag.

"What was that about?" Jace asked, smirking.

"Your hot body. That's what." Clary said sarcastically.

"Of course it was. No one can resist this." Jace said, gesturing to himself.

"Your so up yourself. Why am I even dating such an egoistical ass?" Clary said.

"Well, because of this body. You just couldn't resist it. You were like 'damn. His body. I want that shit. I want that shit all over me.'" Jace said, smirking more.

"Ugh. Your more than egotistical. I wish there was a word for that." Clary said, poking his chest.

"There is. Sex god." Jace said, smiling slyly at her.

Clary jaw fell open, her face flaming, "how did you find out about that!" Clary demanded, sitting up.

"Sex god, knows all." Jace said.

"Your a big dickhead." Clary said, scowling at him.

"No. But I have a bi-"

"I get it. I get it." Clary said, cutting him off.

Jace grinned at her evilly, grabbing her by the waist and plopping her on top of him, so she was straddling him. Jace leaned forward, trying to kiss her, back she pushed him back, shaking her head.

"Ooooo, Angel." Jace said, frowning.

"Say your sorry." Clary said, smiling triumphantly at him.

"Your evil. You really are." Jace said,

"Say it." Clary said.

"No." Jace said.

"Fine then." Clary said, trying to climb off him, but Jace held her hips not allowing her to move.

"Angel. Don't be like that." Jace said, frowning again.

"Say it." Clary said, smiling mischievously at him.

"Mmmmmmm." Jace groaned.

"I didn't hear you." Clary said.

"Jace doesn't apologise." He said.

"Well then Jace doesn't get kisses or anything else." She said.

"What's the anything else?" Jace asked, his eyes lighting up.

"Well I suppose you'll never know." Clary said, poking his chest.

Jace mumbled something.

"Huh?" She asked, leaning down.

"I'm sorry." He mumble.

"Maybe a little louder?" She said, tipping her head to the side.

"I'm sorry." He said in a normal voice.

"Good." She said, climbing off him.

His face dropped, "no kisses?" He asked in a baby voice.

"Mmmmmmmmm. Not now." She said, settling her head on his lap.

Jace mumbled something that she couldn't catch, as his hands slid through her hair again.

No less than half an hour later they arrived at the airport. It was 9:30 and they where rushing through customs and checking theirs bags in to get the the plane. They where the last ones on the plane, greeted with glares and stares, they settled in their seats, Jace sitting in the middle next to some guy, and Clary in the aisle seat.

"I don't get him. His rich as yet he doesn't even put us in first class." Jace grumbled.

"Oh don't stress." Clary said, trying to kiss him on the cheek, but she was to short.

Jace laughed and leaned down so she could peck him on the cheek.

"My little munchkin." Jace said, kissing the top of her head.

Clary scowled at him, "don't call me that." She said.

"Alright. Sorry, Angel." He said, clasping their hands together.

There was a woman sitting across the aisle from Clary, who leaned across, "sorry to ask. But may I ask how old you are?" The woman asked, she must have been around her late twenties.

Clary slightly stunned couldn't answer, so Jace did for her.

"I'm 18, 19 October 25th. Clary's 17, 18 in August 16th." (Sorry guys! I couldn't find Jace's REAL birthday and I hope Clary's is correct!"

"Oh! Oh! I thought you were engaged." She woman exclaimed.

Jace's eyes widened, Clary stuttered over her words, "en-engaged?" She said in disbelief.

"Yes. I'm so sorry. My best wishes on your love." The woman said before the plane roared to life.

Clary sat there stunned.

Engaged! Engaged? Engaged. Your love... Love.

Jace seemed a little pale, he pulled at the collar of his shirt, focusing on the woman giving safety instructions. Clary felt a pang in her heart.

What if he didn't feel that way? What if he never would?

Clary drifted off to sleep around 12am, hoping to get some sleep before they landed.

She was shook awake by Jace, her head on his shoulder.

"Angel. We're about to land." He whispered in her ear.

Clary quickly took her head off his shoulder, he looked at her with a frown. She smoothed down her hair, not looking at him. Once they'd landed, Clary scooped up her hand bag and quickly exited the plane, heading towards baggage claim, Jace behind her. Jace went to grab her bag, but she slid in front of him. And grabbed it herself. Once Jace grabbed his, they went around looking for who ever was picking them up.

"Angel, what's wrong?" Jace asked.

"Nothing." She said, still not looking at him.

"Angel." Jace said, grabbing her arm with his free hand.

"I said, it's nothing." She said harshly.

Jace looked taken aback, like a scolded puppy dog. She felt a pang of regret. Jace finally spotted a person holding a sign with 'HERONDALE' printed on it.

Jace stalked over to the man, Clary trailing behind him.

"Jeremy sent me to retrieve you and your lady friend." The guy said.

"Girlfriend." Clary corrected.

Jace's face slightly up, he tried to grab her hand but she pushed it away, his gloomy mood coming back.

Clary sat on the opposite side of the back seat, away from Jace. Jace looked longingly at her. Her heart panged. She felt it, even though she was mad at him, the absence of him touching and kissing him. But she stood her ground.

It was a long drive to Jace's uncles. But they finally drove through a grand gate that led up to what looks like a castle. It was the biggest mansion she had seen. Clary's mouth dropped opened, it looked old on the outside, built by block of rock. But when they were lead in the grand double doors it was very modern inside. Clary wanted to grab Jace's hand, she was so overwhelmed, but fought the urge.

There was a tall man standing at the entrance, with a slight woman next to him.

"Jace." The man greeted him.

"Jeremy." Jace said stiffly.

"It's nice to see you." The woman said to Jace.

"You too Chloe." Jace said a little kinder.

"This must be Clary." Jeremy said, holding his hand our for her to shake.

Clary went to shake him hand but Jace caught her arm, stopping her.

She glanced up at Jace, then at Jeremy, "yes. I am." She said.

"Your very small." Chloe said, smiling sweetly.

"She is. Now if you don't mind, we'd like to get settled into our room, it's been a long flight." Jace said stiffly.

Once they where showed to their room, Clary sat down in the corner of the huge, soft bed. Jace shut the door after he set down his suitcase. He stood by the door, looking at Clary. She bit her lip, not looking at him.

"Angel. Tell me what's wrong. What have I done, Angel?" Jace pleaded, walking towards her.

"Don't." She warned.

"Don't what? Ever since the plane, your moods have changed. What did I do? How did I upset you, Angel?" He pleaded again.

She took a deep breath, her anger bubbling, "when that lady suggested-asked-whatever if we where engaged or love each other, you-You, went as white as paper. As if it was one of the most disgusting, despicable things that could ever be suggested!" She shouted at him.

Jace's jaw dropped, his eyes widened, "you can't possibly think that!" He exclaimed.

"Well it sure as hell seemed that way!" She yelled.

"Clary. Listen to me-"

"I'm not in the mod right now. I'm tired. I'm going to have a nap. Wake me when I'm needed." She cut him off.

With that she crawled under that covers, still dressed, facing away from Jace. She could feel his presence stand there for a while, before he stomped out, slamming the door behind him.

What happened? What have I done? Clary thought to herself.

They were bound too have a fight eventually guys. It's only small as well. I tried out other scenarios and it never matched with the next chapter...who's wants the next chapter early? Get me 7 new reviews and I'll update EARLY. Read, review, favourite, follow.