Standing in the hall of fame,
And the world's gonna know your name.
~ The Script
SEQUEL TO THE WAY OF CLARISSA FRAY!
Not edited, sorry!
(CLARY'S POV)
Don't waste your time on me.
You're already the voice inside my head.
(I miss you, miss you)
Don't waste your time on me.
You're already the voice inside my head.
(I miss you, miss you)
I waited for it, the applause and cheering after our last song of the night, our fans loved us and we loved them.
"GOODNIGHT MANCHESTER!" Jon screams from behind his kit
"WE LOVE YOU!" I tell them and they shout back at us grinning at them from ear to ear
Jace puts down his guitar and runs to the front of the stage and quickly climbs down to meet some of them while the rest of us leave him to it
We discovered who we were, what our sound was long ago and we're currently touring around the UK, Next stop London.
I waved to the crowd giving them a goodbye and headed backstage to sink into a plush arm chair. I hadn't sat down in hours.
Jonathan was next to appear with his tattered drumsticks under his left arm, his other reaching up to brush his sweaty white hair that was sticking to his face and in need of a trim, he sat on the couch across from me offering me a warm smile which I returned before going back to eyeing the door
Next to exit was Alec, he seemed out of breath and collapsed next to Jon as we still heard the rumble of the crowd shake the place
It was a few minutes before jace appeared looking disheveled yet happy as Larry, although that was no surprise, he always looked like that after show, mainly because he got most of the attention due to his extraordinary good looks, I can't say I blamed them for finding him attractive.
He passed by me high fiving my brother and Alec on the way past before reaching into the mini fridge in the corner of the room and grabbing a cool bottle of Water.
We heard them before we saw them, the VIP's making their way backstage to meet us and I took the few seconds of warning to fix my hair feeling rather terrible, as soon as they emerged, the first group consisting of one guy and three girls were driven in my direction and I got up off the couch to greet them, the girls looked almost uninterested glancing at my boyfriend every few seconds but the guy, who seemed around my age looked ecstatic
"Oh my god I can't believe this, your, wow, your just as gorgeous in person" he laughed nervously in his thick Mancunian accent and I felt my cheeks darken, I could feel Jace's eyes on me and I pretended not to care or even notice. He knew I had a thing for British accents, of all kinds.
"Clary fray" I told him smiling and give him a small hug
"Yeah, yeah I know who you are" he laughed again as if it were his second language
"I'm Lewis" he smiled reaching into his pocket for our latest album: The mortal sword
"Can I get an autograph?" I nodded also pretending not to notice his soft, straight, dirty blonde hair that he flicked to the side a little and slid one hand into the front pocket of his Jeans, i grabbed a sharpie from the table next to the chair I was sat on before and only then noticed the girls had vanished and were now over with the boys flirting mercilessly with both Jonathan's. I wouldn't have minded so much if both of them hadn't have been flirting back just as eagerly. Something in my boyfriend had changed.
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All That Money Can't Buy
Fanfiction(Sequel to The Way Of Clarissa Fray.) Fame. Wealth. Attention. Love. Respect. We had It all, and for most of us it is all we had ever wanted. But not me, not if it meant losing those closest to me. I couldn't hold on, there wasn't enough left for...
