Okay so before the chapter, I'd like to address a pretty serious issue and I'd appreciate it if you read this. I read FanFiction myself and I am well aware of the frustrations of waiting a long time for a chapter and I apologise for my lengthy absence, however, under no circumstances is it okay for anyone to send rude messages/ reviews demanding updates. This is my life, and sometimes I can't necessarily keep to a schedule, and for someone to insult me just for a chapter is so far beyond appropriate. To those individuals who have stuck with me and accepted the wait for this chapter, thank you, and for those few individuals who have contacted me about the lengthy wait for this chapter in a rude way, you have no idea what happens in my life, you don't know me, you cannot just assume the only reason I don't update is because I'm too lazy or can't be bothered.

The atmosphere in the restaurant was strange. Only sparse small talk was made instead of the usual easy flowing conversation, and it was clear to everyone who had put a spanner in the works.

"Kaelie please come out!" I banged my hand on the bathroom door again and let out a frustrated sigh. "Nothing is going on between us, we were just saying goodbye. Now you're leaving soon and I don't want that to happen until I've made up with you! You're my best friend!" Kaelie got up from where she was sat on the toilet seat and stomped her feet towards the door, yanking it open.

"No! Don't lie to me! You made your choice. You knew how much I liked him and yet you still went after him. You're a little slut Clary and I hope I never see you again!" I gasped at the language Kaelie was using which meant that maybe she did truly hate me. (At that age the word slut is like a swear word)

"Kaelie please don't do this." My eyes stung and I reached out to her arm, but she slapped my hand away.

"Goodbye Clarissa."

I hadn't seen her since, hadn't talked to her either. She never called me, I called her but I never got through. She blocked me on Msn, sent my letters back in shreds. After a month had passed I realised that maybe it was the end for Kaelie and I.

"So Clary, what's new with you? You got a boyfriend?" Kaelie inquired in a sickly sweet voice that I just knew was fake, running her nails up and down Jace's arm possessively. I raised my eyebrows (I still hadn't mastered just raising one) at her in disgust. Jace was a human being, not one of her possessions.

"Nothing and no." I wanted to keep my answers short to avoid having to talk to her where I could and this was a relatively closed question. I knew though that she was going to ask more.

"Really? I would have thought a girl like you would have to fight the guys off." To everyone else it looked like she was just being friendly; indirectly calling me pretty, but I knew that she was referring to the comment she made the day I left. Giving it out to anyone who asked would definitely have me fighting away boys, not sure it would help me with the boyfriend thing though.

"Luckily I have Jacey here. We're just perfect for each other aren't we Jacey. One day we'll settle down, and get married and have kids." Jace chocked on the hamburger he was eating and Alec slapped him several times on the back. "Are you okay hunnie?" She lifted up his chin with her and learned in. I looked away politely while she gave him a not-so-publicly-suitable kiss and tried to not watch where her hand was running.

"Oh yes Jacey, are you okay? We can't have you dying now not with all your plans for the future." I snickered and Jace gave me an exasperated look. "And Kaelie has been waiting for you for sooo long. How many years has it been Kae?" I plastered a big grin on my face as Kaelie's cheeks turned beetroot, or as red as they could go with that much foundation on.

"You know what," Izzy chipped in to try and break the tension. "I think we should go to a nightclub when we're done here. We could go to Pandemonium. It's just around the corner."

-LINE-

Izzy's idea, it transpired was the best one anyone could come up with. I wasn't so keen on it though. Jace and Kaelie had disappeared to the dance floor, although I'm not sure what they were doing could be called dancing, Alec and Magnus had disappeared to an armchair on the other end of the room and Alec was sat in Magnus's lap whilst Magnus stroked his hair tenderly and I didn't want to think where Simon and Izzy had got to, though she'd probably tell me all about it later.

And then there was me.

Sat alone at the bar, drinking lemonade.

I'd managed to get in the club, but I didn't want anyone investigating whether or not I was of age to drink. Apparently a few months south of eighteen isn't quite close enough.

"Hmm, lemonade. Living on the edge." A smirking Jace sat in the seat next to me and indicated the bartender. "Fosters please." Jace requested of him showing his ID. I waited until the bartender had gone before I replied.

"Yeah well unlike you I don't have one of those things to flash around remember!" I nudged him jokingly and retuned to my lemonade.

"I know." He said genuinely this time, all traces of a smile vanished from his face. "I remember your birthday." I turned to look at him, surprised by his tone and met with his eyes. They were different this time though. They weren't cold and controlled. They were the same eyes from when we were children. It could be as if no time had passed, his eyes were so full of emotion.

"Good." I whispered timidly.

"Jacey! Why you did stop dancing with meee!" Kaelie slurred stumbling into his lap. "Youz amazin' you know tha' rights." She brought her heavily manicured hand up to his head and started stroking his hair.

"Okay Kaelie. I think you've had a few too many. I think I should get you back now." He nudged her off his lap and stood up.

"Yeah we shoulds definitely go homes Jacey." She giggled and stumbled again. She would have fallen flat on her face if Jace hadn't reached out to hold her up. He slung her arm over his shoulder and put his arm around her waist. He tried to walk with her but was struggling.

"Here." I stood up and tucked myself under her other arm. "Let me help you."

-LINE-

After several angry taxi drivers and a very ill Kaelie we eventually made it home. We got her into Jace's room and laid her out on his bed. I covered her with his duvet and turned out the light before we both left her to sleep off her drunkenness.

"Looks like it's the couch for me then." Jace chuckled. We hadn't talked a lot on the way home. It was difficult with Kaelie there, even if she wasn't in her right mind.

"Don't be silly Jace. We have a spare room, Izzy and I. You can stay in there." He looked grateful.

"Good because I really wasn't looking forward to that couch. It's basically springs covered in material." I smiled and took his hand. It was a natural gesture; something that came without me thinking. Just like when we were children. As soon as I realised what I'd done though I dropped it like it had burned me and blushed profusely.

"Sorry I-" I just hurried out of the room towards the door. I could hear Jace following me and I departed heading for the house in which Izzy and I were staying. I fumbled for the keys my hands shaking slightly. Jace reached out and placed his hands over mine just as I turned the lock.

"Clary, calm down, it's okay." He stepped even closer and took my hand almost as if to prove his point. I felt giddy just with the presence of him. I reached behind me to the door handle finding it just as his lips touched mine.

"Mum!" I called out, throwing my school bag onto the table in the hall.

"In here sweetheart." I rounded the corner into the kitchen to see my mother preparing dinner. "How as school? Did you make any friends today?" It had been two months since Kaelie and Jace had left, and mum was worried that I might not be socialising properly.

"Yes actually. Her name is Isabelle and she's new." Jocelyn turned around to face me with a grin on her face.

"That's good honey. You can invite her over for dinner sometime if you want."

"Yeah I will. Hey has Jace called? He said he'd call yesterday but I didn't get anything." My mother sighed and shook her head. "That's alright; I'll go and call him." I ran off to the phone and entered his number. I was excited to tell him all about my new friend.

"Hello?" A woman's voice answered. A voice that didn't belong to Mrs Herondale.

"Sorry," I said. "I'm looking for Jace. Is he there?"

"The Herondale boy right? No he moved away last week." I didn't understand. I talked to Jace just a few days ago and he didn't tell me anything.

"Do you know how I might be able to get in contact with him?"

"No, sorry they didn't leave a forwarding number." My heart sank. What was I going to do? I had to stay in contact with him, he promised.

"Alright. Thanks anyway." I hung up with a heavy heart. He would call me soon right? Straighten this all out? Give me his new number.

I wrenched the door open pulling out of Jace's embrace and stumbling backwards, my eyes stinging from the onslaught of memories his lips brought me. His face looked shocked. Shocked that he'd lost control of his actions, shocked that he craved me so much, startled that I had pulled away with such a conflicted look on my face.

"First door on the left." I forced out before running up to my room and firmly locking the door. I leaned against it and slid to the ground. Why was this happening to me? Again?

I can't guarantee when the next chapter will be, I'll try to crack one out next weekend but I have other fics that haven't been updated in a really long time either and I have an exam next week. A-Level Biology… Fuuun… I'd also like to add this is like my longest chapter ever in the history of FanFiction. Reviews are like caffeine, they keep me going.

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