Loving Jace Wayland

Michaela

I heard a knock on my door, "Who is it?" I asked, "Alec," I heard Jace answer, "Come in Jace!" I called from my bathroom. "You aren't ready yet?" I heard him scoff, "Don't rush me." I mumbled finishing putting on my lip gloss. I walked out, "You defiantly did not get that from Isabelle," he chuckled, I was wearing black super skinny jeans, with a white tank top, with a black leather jacket over it, my hair was in a high ponytail with a white bow. "I just need to put my converse on." I mumbled as I walked over to my black converse.

When I finished, I saw that Jace had his hands behind his back, I smirked "what's that?" I asked running behind him, he turned around so I couldn't see, "There's nothing," he scoffed, "Oh, there is this though!" he smiled. He pulled out a single cream coloured rose. I gasped, "Oh, Jace!" I smiled. I heard a click and saw Isabelle with a camera, "Oh...sorry, carry on!" she held in a laugh and ran out the doorway. "Do you like it?" he asked smiling, "No..." I trailed off, his face fell "I love it!" I smiled, standing on my tiptoes to hug him. He squeezed me tight, "I'm glad." he whispered. I smiled, "ready?" I smiled smiling, "I'm ready if you are?" he chuckled, "Then let's go!" I grinned, grabbing his hand, leading him out if my room, we walked to his motorcycle, he sat down, I swing my leg over and paused. should I put my arms around him, or hold on to something? He soon grabbed both my hands and wrapped them around his waist.