Remember me...?

Little romantic bubble

Isabelle's POV

I looked deep into his eyes, searching for the answer that I was dreading...

"Simon, do you remember me?"

In that moment, i just looked at him. Not because he was beautiful, with his nerdy t-shirts and messy hair, but because I've never felt this way about anyone. And then he walked into my life and changed it forever, but then he's taken away from me and I cannot believe that he's here, standing in front of me, I never thought I'd see him again.

"Yes," he replies and I let out a breath that I didn't know I was holding.
"Your Isabelle, my girlfriend, and I am in love with you."

A tear slides down my face and although everyone assumes it's because I'm relieved that Simon remembers me but that's only one of the reasons. The other one is that I know he doesn't remember everything, because he never used to call me Isabelle, only Izzy and he just called me that...

4 Years Later

Isabelle's POV

It's been four years since Simon walked back into my life and I haven't let him go. And It's been four years of trying to teach Simon what happened before he was taken away from Me and everyone else.

I still live in the institute, and so does Simon. We told his mom that he's going to college and she actually believed him. But today's the day that Simon starts training with Jace to become a Shadowhunter and accend. I'm nervous for him because Jace can be a pretty tough instructor, but Clary has insisted to sit in with them on the first lesson. In sure if Jace gets too rough, Clary will sort him out.

In some ways I'm happy that Simon lost his memory. Now he doesn't love Clary as he did before. We never got around to telling him that he was in love with her and I actually don't want to, but I fell kind of bad for not telling Simon some of his memories. It's weird that we all of access to some of his memories that he doesn't.

By the time I'm finished doing my hair, I hear a loud knock on my door.

"Come in," I yell even though I know who it is.

Simon and I have this thing where every morning at exactly 8:30 he knocks on my door to say hi but sometimes it's more than just saying hi.

"Hey gorgeous," he yells in a sexy voice

"Hey handsome," I say

"So today's the day," he says with a mischievous look in his eyes and starts walking towards me.

I stand up and walk towards him as we'll. Then we are pressed up against each other, my hands against his chest.

"So this could be the last time your in one peice?" I ask looking up at him, "Well then you better make this good," I say and pull his shirt so that his lips clash with mine.

I still get the same felling every time we kiss, this feeling that we were meant to be.

He pushes me onto the bed and then joins me, never ending the kiss, only deepening it. He try's to unzip my tight dress but is unsuccessful and just rips it, I would think he still has his vampire strength. When I get his shirt off, there's a knock on the door.

"I know what your doing, Simon you need to get your ass down into the training room now, sorry to burst your little romantic bubble."

We hear footsteps and we both sigh.

"Later?" Simon asks.

"Later," I say