Alicante High (A Malec Fanfic)

Magnus Bane

Little A/N here. Idris has been replaced with England. So everyone of the parents are British.

Alec sat on his bed, arms crossed on his chest as Isabelle threw out his entire closet on the floor.

"Don't you have any color?" She asked, rummaging through the discarded clothes once more.

"Black is the only color that hides me," he replied, picking up all of his clothes, putting them back on the hangers Isabelle left. "Plus it hides my cuts."

"Fine," she said, picking up a black turtle neck. Alec got it a long time ago, thinking it would hide more of him, but it made him look "hotter" as most girls put it. He put it in the closet, and never looked at it again. "You have to wear this," she squealed, throwing the sweater toward him

"Isabelle, this thing draws more attention then I want," Alec said, putting it back on one of the hooks. "I'm just going to wear a long sleeved black shirt with black skinny jeans. Will that make you happy?" He asked, putting everything back into the closet.

"Yes," she smirked, walking toward the door. "Now, I'm going to help Clary. The girl didn't even bring a dress." Alec hated the idea of the red head she devil coming into their home. But ever since Jace laid his golden eyes on her, they hung out and Jace completely forgot about Alec. Her nerdy friend, Simon kept hanging around as well, completely interested with Isabelle. She seemed to act the same as Jace, completely forgetting about Alec. Both seemed changed by the two strangers, as if they actually cared for them.

"Alec?" Asked Jace from behind the door. "We're ready to go, hurry up." Alec sighed, grabbing his phone and walking out his door. When he left, he saw Jace, wearing a black t-shirt that was tight all around, and black skinny jeans that left no imagination. Simon stood next to him, he was wearing dark jeans, and on of his band shirts inside out. Alec understood that Simon wouldn't fit in either his or Jace's shirts, due to his skinniness and lack of muscle.

"Are you really going to wear that?" Asked Jace, pointing toward the long sleeved shirt Alec wore.

"I'm cold," he replied, not wanting anyone seeing the scars on his body. Jace shrugged, looking satisfied with the awnser. Isabelle opened the door, revealing herself in a black dress, up to her thigh, with black high heels that added six inches to her already tall figure.

"And now, here's Clarissa Fray," she said, moving out of the way to reaveal Clary, wearing a plain black dress-or was it one of Isabelle's shirts-with thigh high boots, that left only two inches of skin between them and her dress. Her red hair was tied up in a knot, with makeup covering her dress.

"She looks like her phone number should be on a bathroom wall," Alec said outloud, pushing the red head out of the way. Isabelle followed after him, pulling him into his room again.

"Alec," said Isabelle a little bit scared. "Clary might kinda of, maybe, absolutely know you're gay."

"What!" He yelled, quickly covering his mouth not wanting the others to hear. "If you told her, by god I will-" He was cut of by Isabelle holding her hand over his mouth.

"She guessed," she stated. "I was doing her makeup and she asked if you were gay. I, being the idiot I am, just said to not tell anyone." Alec itched for the tip of the discarded razor blade on his arm more then ever.

"Great, now the bitch knows," he mumbled, his hands running up and down his arm in a nervous matter.

"She's not a bitch, " said Isabelle, her arms folded against her chest, covering the cleavage that almost made wearing the dress useless. "Sure she unsalted my clothes, but she's so small I had to made her were a shirt to look like a fitting dress!" Alec sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose.

"Okay," he started, thinking of ways to turn this into a positive. "I can deal with her knowing, as long as she doesn't realize my crush on Jace." Isabelle smiled, pulling Alec out of the room. Everyone stood outside, talking, making Alec wonder if they had heard what Isabelle was saying.

"Finally," said Jace, throwing his hands up. "We can party! And, we're taking the Subway, so we can get drunk off our asses." Alec wanted to object, but he knew it would be a waste of breathe.

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"This, is the place?" Asked Alec, looking at the long line of abandoned warehouses on the street. The building in front of them, looked old and dirty, with loud noises coming out of it. Isabelle shrugged, as she walked to the many row of buzzers. Alec looked at them all, only one name was placed over them.

BANE

She pressed the buzzer. They all stood, looking at the wooden door, bathed in the light of a naked lightbulb. Isabelle sighed, pressing it again, doing nothing for the situation. Alec tapped his foot waiting for this Magnus Bane to appear. Isabelle reached her hand toward the buzzer once more, but Alec knocked it away.

"We don't want to seem rude," he said, as the door opened.

Alec held his breath as he saw a tall and lean man appear. His skin was naturally tanned, and his face showed some Asian features, a raccoon mask of eyeliner and eye shadow, lipstick, glitter, and many earrings on his lobe. His hair was black, with multiple colorers dyed in each of the many glitter covered, spikes He wore a black coat that had many gold and silver chains, over a hot pink and lime green shirt. Alec looked down for only a second, as he saw that the host was wearing only black boxers on his long, hair covered legs.

"I don't remembering invited any of you five," he said, looking at the group. "I must have been drunk."

"We were at school," said Isabelle, crossing her alarms across her chest.

"And your point is," he said in a stern tone. Everyone just nodded, wanting to get to the party. Alec payed more attention to Magnus. His pink lips as he talked, his hands, as they brushed through his his hair, causing silver glitter to fall on his coat.

He's so hot, he thought as everything around he seemed to go in slow motion. Don't think like that. You can't have a boyfriend till mom and dad are okay with it!

"I'll let you stay," he heard Magnus say, breaking him out of his trance. "But only because of the hot one."

"Thank you," said Jace and Isabelle at the same time. Alec rolled his eyes.

"Not you. Him, the one with blue eyes." Alec looked, as he saw Magnus staring at him, with what seemed to be cat-like contact lens. He winked, causing Alec to become flustered.

They all walked through the door, to a metal railing that was very old and looked about to fall. Magnus went first, followed by Jace, Clary, and Simon. Alec and Isabelle trailed behind.

"I told you we wouldn't be straight," she whispered in a cheerful tone. "He even thinks your hot!"

Not as hot as him.

"I knew it!" Screamed Isabelle, causing everyone to look at them. Alec became white.

I just said that out loud, he thought, making sure to keep his mouth shut. He laughed toward his friends, as they went back to walking the stairs.

"Don't repeat what I said. Don't bring up what I said. Don't set me up because of what I said," he told Isabelle, staring at her with a look that would have sent wild dogs running. "Are we clear?" She nodded, looking scared. They caught up to the group, as Magnus opened the door for everyone. When Alec-who was the last to come through-come, Magnus put his hand on Alec's shoulder.

"Nice, I found a cute boy with blue eyes and black hair." Alec felt the heat on his cheeks rise.

"What's so special about those?" Magnus chucked as he took a slip of paper from his pocket.

"I just find them," he leaned over, close enough that Alec could feel his breathe on his ear. "Unbelievably attractive." Alec shuddered, as he felt something go in his back jean pockets. "Call me."

Alec nodded, still feeling Magnus's breathe against his ear. Magnus laughed, as he walked into the party, Alec following closely behind him.