chapter five

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The next morning, Alec heard commotion from the door, as if someone was entering the room. This early? Alec blinked his eyes open and muttered a curse under his breath, pushing himself to sit up. He turned his head, and his eyes widened when he saw who it was.
"M-Magnus. What are you doing here?" Alec rubbed his arm awkwardly, looking down. It was difficult to even look at Magnus. "I wanted to check on you. How many times are you going to end up here?" Magnus didn't smile, but there was slight humor in his voice. Alec shrugged a little, "I don't know. Maybe it wouldn't have happened if you were with me." There was pure silence then. Alec knew he was right. Magnus knew Alec was right.
"Alexander, we need to talk."
"If it's about dumping me, don't. I don't need this day to be ruined, too."

Magnus sighed and walked over to the hospital bed, taking a seat next to Alec. Alec just scooted to the side a little, to give Magnus some room, but also attempting to stay a little away from him. Magnus noticed that, and he let out a sigh. "Okay. That's it." Magnus said quietly. He cupped Alec's face, and all of a sudden, his lips were on the other male's. Not too subtle, either. Magnus was kissing him fiercely. Lips moving quick and loving against Alec's, thumb rubbing his cheek slightly. Alec was caught by surprise. It took him a moment before he kissed back as well. He couldn't resist the familiar lips he was obsessed with. Magnus slowly started to lay Alec down as he kissed him roughly, but Alec placed a hand on Magnus's chest, signaling him to stop. Magnus pulled away, but he kept his lips probably an inch or less from Alec's. Their heavy breathing was quiet, but only they could hear. "What is it?" Magnus questioned in a whisper. Alec shrugged a little, "we can't do this if we aren't together anymore. You'll leave, and I'll be left sitting here, too attached to you. It'll make everything harder for me."
Magnus nodded a little and pulled away, going back to where he was sitting before on the bed. Alec did the same, not looking at Magnus.
"Alec, I need to explain," Magnus reached over and grabbed Alec's hand, causing Alec to flinch and pull his hand away. "Alright. Go ahead." The black haired boy muttered, shrugging. "Let's see what excuse you have." Magnus looked a little hurt by that, but he started anyway. "I didn't want to do it. I didn't want to break up with you. It's just.. I was forced." Magnus seemed hesitant with every word, which made Alec think he was lying. "Forced? Magnus, what the hell? And you gave in to someone telling you to dump me? Why would you do that?!"
Magnus grabbed Alec's shoulders to keep him still. Alec let out a breath, relaxing. "Alec. You were right. It's Sebastian. He forced me. He threatened you if I didn't."
Alec went pale.

Clary and Jace were hanging at her place. They were up in their room, laying together on her bed. Clary's head against his chest, Jace's arm around her. Clary looked up at him, feeling lips. Jace's. She smiled against his lips, Jace moving his lips against hers. She pushed herself up a little as she kissed him, only to move on top of him, straddling his waist. "It's been too long since the last time," Jace murmured to her, and Clary laughed quietly. "Yeah. It has." She whispered.
Clary ran her fingers through Jace's blonde hair, Jace's hands roaming her body as he deepened the kiss. He slipped her pale green jacket off, tossing it aside. Clary leaned down more, keeping her lips on his. She only pulled away for a breath of air, before connecting their lips again. She trailed her fingers from his hair, down his chest and torso, to the hem of his black t-shirt. They had been together for a while, she didn't need to ask permission anymore. Clary lifted his shirt over his head and threw it aside, landing somewhere near her jacket. Jace's tongue slipped in her mouth. Clary pressed hers against his for a moment, before having it roam around his mouth.
Jace slipped Clary's t-shirt off as well, lazily tossing it.
"Your mother isn't home, right? What about Luke?" Jace asked her quietly.
Clary grinned and pulled away for a moment, "no, they aren't home, you wimp."
"Oh shut up," Jace smirked and leaned in, pressing his lips on hers again.

Simon and Isabelle were back at her place. Well, her and Alec's. She had moved in recently with him. Okay, she was making plans to. They were planning together. They were on the couch, watching a movie. They were sitting quite close. The two of them never admitted feelings for each other, but the others always teased them about liking each other. Simon was a hopeless romantic. He didn't see how someone so amazing and beautiful as Isabelle could end up with him, so he didn't say anything. Another half hour went by. Isabelle suddenly nudged Simon, causing Simon to look over at her, "mhm?"
Isabelle shrugged a little, "I've been meaning to ask you something." Simon sat up straighter, giving her a look of curiosity. "Okay? Go ahead." Simon nodded a little. Isabelle looked like she was planning something in her head. "Well.. Fuck, just let me show you,"
Isabelle leaned in, kissing Simon suddenly. Simon's eyes widened, but he kissed back. The kiss lasted a few moments, Isabelle pulling away. Simon looked confused, "okay. So. We kissed. What does that mean?"
Isabelle slapped his arm, "you're an idiot, Simon Lewis. It means I like you."
Simon grinned, muttering a small "yes" before looking back at Isabelle. "Oh, you like me?"
Isabelle rolled her eyes, nodding, "yes. I do. Now, tell me. Do you feel the same way?"
Simon shrugged a little. "I don't know. You tell me." He leaned in, kissing her again.

Sitting at his computer, he was watching. The boy with the white hair leaned back in his chair, eyes fixed on the computer. "He broke the deal." The mystery male muttered. He was watching from a hospital security camera, Magnus and Alec. This wasn't good for them. Magnus broke his deal.
The boy growled and rolled his chair back, getting up. "Bullshit. Absolute shit." He muttered and tossed some glass object from his shelf, watching it crash against the wall.
"Sebastian Morganstern doesn't get lied to."
He muttered.

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