Alec's POV
I didn't know why Izzy always had to drag me with her to every single party she went to.
I just agreed to go because my brotherly protectiveness kicked in. I had to make sure no creepy guy tried anything with my little sister.
I knew Jace wouldn't complain because he wanted to see how many girls he could bang in one night.
Of course, I would have to tell these girls that he's not interested in anything more than sex.
What I wanted to know was why the host never showed himself at his own parties. I guess he's a coward-- I pause.
I see the High Warlock of Brooklyn walking down the stairs as nicely as he could.
I knew I shouldn't stare but he probably liked that people were in awe over him.
He was looking all around, slowly and curiously, as if searching for someone. Or something.
Then, before I could look away, his eyes lock onto mine. He moves his lips as if he's trying to tell me something.
I dragged my gaze away belatedly.
I could tell that I was blushing. He definitely noticed.
Magnus POV
The crowd stared at me with the usual awe, but I only saw the blue-eyed Shadowhunter.
He was staring at me like a five-year-old had just got her very own pony on Christmas.
"I didn't invite any Nephilim here," I whispered to myself.
But those eyes. They're just so blue.
The Shadowhunter looked away, blushing.
I continued to walk down the steps but I was now drawn toward those three odd Shadowhunter's standing at the open bar.
"Where did you three come from?"
The girl with eyes darker than night and a dangerous looking snake whip wrapped around her arm says, "we were invited by an old friend." After that I heard her mutter under her breath, "and I'm just really good at finding parties."
"Well, really I should just kick you out on the spot... But you can stay. But only because of the hot one."
The blue-eyed boy frowned and makes sure to stay in the back to not be seen.
"Thanks," Blondie and Snake-Whip girl say in unison.
"I was talking about Blue-Eyes," I give him a quick wink and slowly walk away, amused.
Alec's POV
I froze.
Could he be talking about me?
I am the only blue eyed one here.
I look up to see him wink at me.
Jace looks puzzled at the warlocks lack of interest in him.
Izzy, however, is smiling at me like I had just bought her the best gift in the world.
"Looks like someone likes you," she said proudly.
I didn't know why he liked me.
I'm not even dressed properly. I'm wearing the same shirt I had on yesterday, it's black with white lining--the lining was so dirty it looked grey--and also had a small but very noticeable pizza stain on the side. My pants were blackish blue and had a very big rip in the knees and on one side of the shin. The only thing that looked good on me was my shoes, they were white with black laces.
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Mad About You -Malec
FanfictionA fanfiction following the relations between Alec and Magnus - Clary and Jace - Isabelle. (None of these characters belong to me, all rights go to Cassandra Clare the creator of The Mortal Instruments.) some characters are mine but 97% are not.