So hi... I wanted to start a new story and nothing came to mind, so I thought for a while, and then decided to do a story that's been done a million times before... So yeah, please don't criticise, this probably won't even get continued anyway... Unless you really want me to... Enjoy :-P

Oh shit. Oh shit. What do I say? What do I do? This is too hard. Just no.

I stared at my phone, probably glaring at it hard enough to burn a hole in it. Well, I suppose it couldn't get any more damaged. After all, I had chucked it at the wall a couple of times in sheer frustration.

Just call him. He told you to, remember?

Magnus. He had been on my mind pretty much all the time since the party. I hadn't been able to focus on anything else. The way that he had winked... It honestly drove me insane. I mean, I like Jace, not Magnus. I barely know this guy. But he had told me to call him. Which was odd, because he didn't give me his number. But surely enough, when I got home and was getting changed, a piece of paper fluttered to the ground. I had picked it up to see what it was. Written in acid green ink was; Seriously, call me ;-) So that's where I am now. Contemplating whether to call him or not. I mean, he seemed nice enough.

Not to mention attractive.

I shook my head, trying to rid myself of that thought. Jace, not Magnus. Jace. Jace. Jace. But still, it couldn't hurt to ring him, could it? A knock came at the door. "Who is it?" I called, shoving my phone into my pocket. "Izzy. Open up." A very demanding voice rang through the wood. "I need to talk to you."

Shit. When Izzy says she needs to talk, it's never good.

I cautiously walked over to the door, opening it a crack. "What do you need to talk to me about?" I asked, unsure whether to let her in or not.

She moved her face closer to the door. "Well, if you really want me to yell about Magnus in the hallway, then by all means, leave me out here." She smirked at me.

I sighed heavily, opening the door fully. "Fine then, if you really must."

She pushed past me and sat down on the bed, staring at me, still smirking. I closed the door and turned around, sitting next to me on the bed.

"What is it you wanted to say about Magnus, exactly?" I asked, knowing what would happen next.

"Well, he did tell you to call him, and I was wondering whether-"

I cut her off. "Whether I had or not?"

She nodded at me, smiling. She stared at me intently. "Did you?"

I sighed, shaking my head. "I was just thinking about it when you knocked on the door. I don't know, should I?" I looked at my hands. "I mean, I like you-know-who and I don't even know him that well..." I trailed off, putting my head in my hands.

"Okay, first, liking Voldemort, that's not good. I mean, have you seen him? The whole no nose thing, not a good look." She smirked at me quickly, before turning to a solemn expression. "Look, I know that you like Jace, and I'm sorry to say this, but he won't ever like you like that. He thinks of you as a brother. Now, Magnus on the other hand..." She smirked at me yet again. "He's a lot hotter than Jace, and he really likes you. So call him." She looked at me expectantly.

"You really think I should?" I asked. "By the Angel, yes!" She practically screamed at me.

I smiled at her. "Okay then." She flung her arms around me in a bone crushing hug. I winced a little and eventually managed to get her off me. "Now will you go so I can call him?" I asked, pointing towards the door.

She shook her head at me. "I'm staying with you while you call him. So you can't chicken out. And there's no point in trying to make me leave, I'm not going." She folded her arms over her chest.

I rolled my eyes at her. "Fine. But not a word out of you, understood?"

She nodded, pretending to zip her lips shut. I pulled my phone out of my pocket, and began to type in the number. I got about halfway through before I stopped. I stared at the phone for a while, until Izzy pulled it from my hand, dialled the rest of the number and pressed the 'call' button. She thrust the phone back at me. I rolled my eyes at her, putting the phone to my ear.

After three rings, someone answered. "If this is another client, I may be forced to burn you if you do not hang up right now." He sounded pretty annoyed, which made me wonder if now was really a good time to be calling him.

"Umm, it's Alexander Lightwood, one of the Shadowhunters from your party last week. You told me to call you." I stuttered, looking over at Izzy, who gave me a thumbs up.

"Alexander Lightwood." I could practically hear him smirking at the other end of the phone. "I was wondering when you would call. The party was 6 days ago." "Well, I, uhh..." I looked over at Izzy for help. 'You misplaced the number!' She mouthed at me.

"I misplaced the number." I said quickly, hoping I didn't sound too flustered.

"Well Alexander, I'm very glad you found it again." He practically purred down the phone. "I was wondering if perhaps you wanted to meet me later? You could come to my apartement, or we could go to Taki's?"

Izzy let out a small squeal of excitement.

"What was that?" Magnus asked.

"Oh, um... That...was...my cat!" I blurted out, without thinking.

Oh God, he's going to think I'm mental.

"Your cat?" Magnus asked disbelievingly.

I mentally kicked myself for using such a stupid excuse. I glared at Izzy, who just mouthed a 'sorry' at me. "Yeah, I accidentally stood on his tail."

"Right... Anyway, what do you say? Do you want to come round later?"

I silently thanked Magnus for changing the subject. "Um, yeah, your place sounds good. What time?" I asked, trying to stay calm.

I can't believe I'm doing this!

"Is about 5 okay for you?" He asked.

I looked at my watch. It was 3 now. Two hours. Can I be ready for this in two hours? "That's fine with me. See you then." I said, still amazed that I managed not to fuck it up.

"See you then. And Alexander?" He asked.

Oh God.

"Yes?" I asked nervously. "I'm really glad you called." I smiled a little. "Me too. See you later."

I hung up and glared at Izzy. "Next time, could you perhaps try to stay quiet? Actually, scratch that- You're not sitting in on my phone calls again, it's weird."

She just beamed at me. "Well done!" She squealed, pulling me in for another bone crushing hug. "I'm so proud of you!"

"Okay Iz, easy!" I laughed, prising her off me. "Don't kill me before I even get there!"

"Sorry." She said breathlessly. "It's just- Oh my God!" She screamed.

"What is it?" I asked, panicking.

"Two hours. We have to get you ready in two hours!" She grabbed my arm, dragging me off the bed. "Come on!"

"Izzy." I protested. "I'm going to wear what I normally wear. I don't want to be anyone different."

She rolled her eyes at me. "Fine. Have it your way." She made for the door. "But at least wear a sweater that has no holes in it. And brush your hair!" She yelled as she shut the door.

I sighed and lay back on my bed.

I can't believe I've just done this. Why have I done this?

I started to worry again, before thinking reasonably and calming myself down.

He said he was pleased you called him.

I smiled to myself, as I got up and went to my wardrobe, carefully considering what to wear, for what felt like the first time in ages.

So yay! First chapter done! Yeah... it's really unoriginal... But I hope you liked it, and please review to let me know whether I should continue this or not...