Pairing: Jonathan & Jace.

Most of the story is in Jonathan's POV.

This is M rated because there will be sexual content in later chapters and there's also some swearing.

Disclaimer: I don't own The Mortal Instruments.

"You wanna see which one can run faster to your house? I bet I can," Jace says, panting slightly. He's always so overconfident.

My best friend Jace and I are jogging outside. It's evening and the streetlights are illuminating the road.

"Oh, so you wanna bet?" I grin at him.

"Yes. Now, let's see…" He gets a thoughtful look on his face. Then his face lights up. "I get it! The one who loses has to give the other one a massage. My muscles are killing me, so I could really use one," he says and rolls his shoulders.

"What makes you think you're going to win? And why don't you ask your girlfriend to give you a massage?" Jace always has a 'girlfriend'. He never dates them longer than a month. He's currently dating my sister's friend, Aline.

"She's awful at it. She once tried to give me one and it felt like she was torturing me. And of course I'm going to win." He smirks at me arrogantly.

I start to run as fast as I can to my house and hear Jace yelling behind me.

"We were supposed to start running at the same time!" he yells as he's almost approaching me.

"Says who?!" I yell over my shoulder. I continue running and soon see my house. I pick up my speed and race for it. I can hear Jace's footsteps behind me, but I know I'm going to win. And I do as I reach the house, Jace coming right behind me. We're both out of breath and Jace is not looking happy.

"You cheated! You didn't actually win."

"If you thought you were gonna be so much faster runner than me, then you should have been able to catch me," I reason.

"Whatever. Let's just get this over with," Jace says and we walk inside. We go to my room upstairs. We're both sweaty and should shower, but we decide to do that later.

"Take off your shirt," Jace commands. I grin a him.

"So eager of getting me naked?" I tease.

"Ha ha. You're so funny," he says sarcastically. I take my shirt off and go lie down on my bed. I lie on my stomach and Jace sits beside me.

Soon I feel his strong hands on my bare back, rubbing with just the right amount of pressure. It feels so good on my sore muscles. He moves to my shoulders. He's so good.

"If I knew you were gonna be this good, I would've asked you to massage me before," I say.

"You shouldn't be so surprised. After all, I am good at pretty much everything." I roll my eyes. "And I just decided that since you cheated, you're going to have to massage me too." His hands are now massaging my lower back.

"You decided?"

"Yes. Now it's your turn," he says and his hands leave my back.

"That's it?"

"That's all you're gonna get since you cheated." He lies down on the bed. I sigh. He can be so annoying sometimes.

I start by massaging his shoulders where I know he needs it the most. Right away I hear him release a satisfied groan.

"Yes. Right there," he groans.

"Aren't you only supposed to make those kinds of noises when you're having sex?" I ask amused.

"Shut up," he growls.

I massage him from the same places and the same amount of time as he massaged me. He's making those same satisfied noises and they're making me feel amused and something more that I really don't even want to acknowledge.

"Okay. Done," I say and get up from the bed.

"No, just a little bit more," Jace pleads, sitting on the bed.

"Nope. It's already getting late and we have school tomorrow. Plus, I think you enjoyed it a little too much." I smirk at him.

"Shut up!" he snaps at me. He puts his shirt back on and walks to the door. "I'll see you tomorrow." Thankfully he doesn't look mad anymore.

"See you," I say and give him a short wave. He smiles and walks out the door. I shower and then go to sleep. The sleep comes fast as I'm so tired from the running. Also, Jace's massage made me really relaxed.

I wake up when I feel someone stroking my cheek gently. It feels so good and makes me feel so peaceful that I can't bring myself to open my eyes. I smile sleepily, still not opening my eyes.

"Jonathan, I know you're awake. Open your eyes," a male voice says softly. No, it can't be… I slowly open my eyes and like I expected, I see the golden eyes of my best friend.

"Jace?" I ask confused. "What are you doing here?"

He's sitting on my bed, smiling at me and softly stroking the white hair away from my eyes. His touch feels amazing. It's weird. It has never felt like that before. He continues to stroke my hair and my eyes flutter shut slowly.

"You look so beautiful, Jonathan," he says and I frown. What is going on? Why is he acting like this?

He strokes my forehead, trying to smooth away the frown. I start to feel so peaceful again that I can't make myself to care what's happening. I just want to feel his calming touch on my skin.

I still have my eyes closed, but I won't let myself fall asleep. I want to enjoy this moment as long as it lasts. Suddenly I feel his breath on my face. He cups my face with his hands. My heart starts to beat faster. I know what's going to happen next, but I can't bring myself to stop it. I don't want to stop it.

Then I feel it. His lips brush softly against mine. Then he presses them with more pressure and starts to kiss me passionately. I tangle my fingers in his golden curls. I feel his body pressed against mine. Everything feels so good and right. I never want it to stop.

He starts to slow down the kisses and then presses two soft pecks. He pulls away and I open my eyes. He's smiling at me.

"That was amazing, Jonathan. You're amazing."

I swiftly open my eyes and sit up. I glance around the dark room and thankfully don't see Jace. What the hell was that? Why do I suddenly have a romantic dream about my best friend? What's wrong with me? It better not be because of that damn massage and those noises he was making.

The clock on my nightstand is showing the numbers 2:28 a.m. I go back to lie down and close my eyes, but the sleep won't come. I'm too disturbed by the dream. I try and try, but the images of the dream won't leave my mind and I can't sleep.

His golden eyes full of love. His unbelievably calming touch. His lips on mine. His body pressed against me. How good it felt.

After few hours I fall asleep to a dreamless sleep. Unfortunately I wake up way too soon to a familiar, yet quite annoying voice. But I guess every noise is annoying when you have barely slept three hours.

"Jonathan, wake up! Jace is here!" my little sister Clary yells at me and I bolt up immediately, knocking my head with hers. Her green eyes do not look happy right now.

"Oh shit! I must've overslept," I say and run a hand through my hair.

"You better get down there. School starts in 20 minutes." She smiles as I start to freak out and walks out of the room.

I quickly put on the first clothes I find. I run down the stairs and out of the house. I see Jace waiting in his car impatiently.

I feel very weird. There are so many feelings mixed up. The happiness of seeing my best friend, the panic of what if I have the dream written all over my face, some weird feelings fluttering in my chest…

I run to the car and go in. Jace does not look happy. Well at least it's better than the look in my dream.

"I am so, so sorry! I somehow managed to oversleep. I didn't sleep very well last night." I pout and try to look as sad as possible. He desperately tries to keep his face hard and angry, but I can see the corners of his mouth twitching and soon he breaks into a smile.

"I can't stay mad at you! You look so sad!" he says and ruffles my hair. He then turns to drive the car. His touch feels different, just like I was afraid. It feels good. It shouldn't. I'm not some girl who has a huge crush on Jace and has butterflies in the stomach. That's probably almost every girl in our high school.

He's the biggest player of our school. His looks have something to do with that. No girl can resist his golden blond hair or gold eyes or his perfectly muscled body. I think I am just as hot as Jace, but girls tend to be slightly intimidated by me for some reason. Maybe it's my black eyes. Also, Jace is more open and welcoming.

We arrive at school and Jace parks the car. I glance at the time and see that we're not late. I guess he drove faster.

"I guess we're not late!" I say happily. "Thanks to your amazing and fast driving skills." He looks at me amused and starts laughing.

"I'm not mad at you! You don't need to suck up to me. But thanks anyway." He smirks and we step out of the car. We start to walk towards the school entrance side by side. His arm brushes mine and it feels as good as it did in the dream. What the hell is wrong with me?! I will not let that stupid dream change my friendship with him!

I see Aline standing at the school entrance. She smiles at Jace and he smiles back. He walks to her and kisses her, his fingers tangling in her dark hair. I can't help the feel of jealousy that it causes. I also can't help but think how amazing those lips felt against mine in my dream. No! Bad thoughts! I will not let it change anything.

I walk inside the school and leave the happy couple behind.

"You're not hungry?" Jace asks as we sit eating lunch in our usual table with our friends. Clary and I kind of collected friends from our classes and this group of friends was formed. Me and Jace do sometimes sit with the guys from our classes, but we prefer to sit with our real friends.

I've been picking at my food for the past fifteen minutes. For some reason I can't eat. I know perfectly well that the reason is sitting right beside me.

"No, not really," I answer. He looks at me a concerned. He places his hand on my forehead to check if I have fever. I can't help that my eyes fall shut. I also can't help that it feels so much better than a friend's touch should feel. He removes his hand and I feel cold.

"Well, you don't have fever." He frowns. "Is everything all right? You've been acting a little weird today."

"Everything is great." I force a smile on my face. He looks at me skeptically and then turns back to eat his lunch.

"Okay," he says. "Whatever you say." I sigh in relief and he notices it. "But this is not the end of this conversation." Dammit!

The rest of the school day goes fine. I have all my classes with Jace, but I won't let him bother me. I actually concentrate more in classes as I avoid thinking about him. This day should end already. It's been enough. I just need to go home and try to find out what the hell is going on with me, that how could one dream change everything.

Thankfully the school ends and now I only have to endure the car ride with Jace. I have to ride to school with him, because the only car we have is our parent's car. So, Clary and I have to ride with our friends.

We walk towards Jace's car in the parking lot.

"So, do you wanna hang out? I could come to your house," Jace asks hopefully. I really wanna say no. But how can I say no to him with these stupid feelings?

"Okay. If you can put up with me. I haven't been feeling very well today."

"Really? I didn't notice," he says sarcastically. I just roll my eyes. We step into his car and he starts to drive to my house. "So, do you wanna talk about what's bothering you?" he asks.

"No, not really. Can you just hurry? I want some painkillers. I have a really bad headache."

"Sure thing," he says and drives a bit faster.

We arrive to my house and I'm not surprised to not see my parent's car. They always work late, because they own a company.

Jace parks the car and we get out. As we go inside the house, we go right away to my room upstairs. Finally I'm in my room! My room has dark blue walls and is quite big.

Right now my big, soft bed invites me in. I can't help but run to it. I collapse on my bed in content. I lie on my back and Jace comes to sit beside me. He sits on the exact same spot he sat in my dream.

"I totally forgot I needed the painkiller," I say painfully. I close my eyes and put my hands to cover my face. Suddenly I feel Jace removing my hands from my face. He starts to rub circles on my temples with his fingers.

His hands have the same calming effect that they did in my dream. It feels so good, but it also makes my head spin and it's not helping with my headache or my situation.

I open my eyes and see Jace staring me with concern. We stare at each other for a moment. "Do you feel any better?" he asks, still continuing with the movements.

I sit up and his hands fall from my temples. "Not really," I say. "I think I'm gonna see if Clary has painkillers. She gets a lot of headaches."

"I can go," he offers.

"No, I can do it myself. She doesn't like strangers going into her room." I get up and he follows me as I go to the door next to mine and open it. My eyes go wide and my mouth drops open. What the hell? I think Jace must be thinking the same.

What we see is Clary kissing passionately with another girl in her bed. But it's not just any girl. The girl is Jace's current girlfriend. Aline is lying on top of Clary. They don't seem to notice us as they continue kissing and feeling up each other's bodies.

"Do you think we should just leave?" I whisper at Jace.

"What the fuck are you doing, Aline?!" Jace yells. I guess that answered my question. The girls spring apart and sit up shocked.

"It's not what you think. We were just experimenting!" Aline yells desperately.

"Well, it didn't look like that to me," Jace says angrily. "It's alright. I was getting bored of you anyway," he says and goes back to my room. I stand at the doorway, embarrassed. I still need that painkiller!

"Um… Do you have any painkillers? My head is killing me."

Clary opens her nightstands drawer and finds a pack of them and throws it to me. I turn to leave, but her voice stops me. "Please don't tell mom and dad." She looks at me worried.

"I won't." I give her a small smile and close the door behind me. I go back to my room and find Jace sitting on my bed. He doesn't even look angry or sad.

"You don't look very sad, considering that you just broke up with your girlfriend." I go sit down next to him.

"I was getting tired of her anyways," he says and hands me the glass of water from my nightstand. I take the painkiller and go lie down.

"Did you know Clary was..? Well, whatever that makes her," he asks.

"No, I had no idea. Sometimes life can really surprise us." I close my eyes and try to rub my temples the same way Jace did, but it's nothing compared to his touch. He clearly notices as he replaces my hands with his. I can't help but sigh in content.

"I'm clearly much better in this than you," he says. He continues to do those calming circles and I feel myself drifting off to sleep.