Clary's POV
Izzy and I had been at the nightclub for a while now. I had to admit I had had a few too many drinks and we were now on the dance floor, having a good time. There were so many people here, I could snatch any one of them up and get over Jace with a stranger... or not so much a stranger. However, something felt wrong. I felt a pang of guilt everytime I hit on someone. Maybe it was the fact I was here with my friend to get away from my relationship... or maybe that I had never properly ended my relationship with Jace and this was like cheating.
Izzy danced away, not a care in the world. Yet, whenever someone tried to talk to her she shut them down and looked at me with a strange twinkle in her eye. As I thought this, she came up to me, took my hand and forced me to dance with her. Maybe she knew how I was feeling and wanted to cheer me up, but something seemed a little more intimate about the gesture. Once the song had finished she led me through the crowds and out a fire escape in the back. Cold air hit my face, a refreshing change from the sweaty atmosphere inside.
We sat against the wall, bare feet on the grass. The light breeze blew my hair out of my face and in the corner of my eye, I could see Izzy looking at me. I turned to her and before I could say anything she closed her eyes and kissed me. I froze. When I didn't kiss back she pulled away and frowned.
"What's wrong?"
"Izzy... I don't like you like that... I still love Jace... I'm sorry." I looked at the floor and I could feel her watching me.
"You've been giving off signals that you did... I just assumed. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that. We should go."
On the drive back to the school neither of us spoke a word. Izzy headed back to our dorm and I decided to go talk things through.
Jace's POV
It was gone midnight, I was watching some old football games when there was a knock on the door. Raphael and Simon were both in bed and I wondered who it could be. Opening the door, I saw what I never thought I would. I stepped back and she invited herself in and sat on the couch. Seating myself in the chair across from her, I started to panic about the reason she had come over here.
"Jace, I want to apologise for my reaction to this situation. I made it a lot more dramatic than it needed to be. I don't need to know the details of what went on between you and Simon while you were 'together' or whatever you wish to call the arrangement. It is in your past, so it has little to do with me. However, I don't want secrets to be kept between us. Without trust, we have nothing and I need to be able to trust that you will tell me everything and not keep important things from me. I love you for who you are Jace, not for who you were." I stared at her, wide-eyed and a lump formed in my throat.
"You're right," My voice broke and I coughed to cover it, "Yeah, I'm sorry for not telling you. No more secrets." I nodded and she smiled, got up from her seat and planted a kiss on my lips.
"Now, I really should be going, I need sleep." With that, she left without another word and I was left to think about what she had said in the silence of my dorm.
