February Fluff

by orphan_account

Summary:

28 day challenge for myself
Pure fluff (only some might tw)
Shorts for February

NOT EDITED

Featuring- Jordeila, Thomastair, Gracetopher, Blackdale/Ghostwriter. Families shorts and friendship

Chapter 1: Dancing in the rain- Jordeila

Cordelia and James walked out of the theater laughing together as Cordelia linked her arm in his.

"I don't believe. How could he not realised she loved him?" James exclaimed.

"I'm not sure James." Cordelia smiled." You tell me."

"What do you mean?"

"You never knew I loved you."

James gasped," I did know."

Cordelia raised her eyebrow," Really?"

"Yes."

"You only found out last years."

James huffed as he smiled. They continued to walk as rain began to pour onto their skin making them groan.

"Great!" James complained.

"It's fine." Cordelia spoke," We'll just get sick."

Cordelia's ears heard a familiar song. A song that meant everything to her. She closed her eyes as she stood in her place and smiled.

"Daisy, you coming?" James asked.

"You remember?"

James smiled," the song that played while we dance and I confessed my love."

Cordelia nodded. James took his hand out," May I have this dance?"

Cordelia laughed," Yes you may."

James spinned her around as Cordelia chuckled. The moon shined bright as against them as they danced to the song that meant everything to them. Cordelia hugged James as she now knew he wouldn't leave her.

Everything was perfect, just the way it meant to be.

Chapter 2: I think I'm in love- Gracetopher

Notes:

Hi um, in my fics Grace and Christopher will be asexual. I apologise if my representation of asexuality might not be the best, since I don't know anyone in life that is/might be asexual. If you want to correct me on asexuality, please do and I'll make changes to it. I'm aware that there is spectrum, some ace people want a relationship, some don't. That's what I'm trying to do here, put some representation,
Thank for reading my rant

"It's not fair." Christopher muttered.

Thomas sighed as he continued to write. Kit continued to pace back and forwards as he complained.

"Like why?" He questioned." I mean, I know that I may be a bit extreme but, I don't think it's fair."

Thomas placed down his pen as he looked directly into his friends eyes," You know I'm very sure that Grace would absolutely appreciate your small gestures. Even the flowers."

Christopher shook his head," I don't know. There are so many things in relationships that I don't think I would be able to contribute... I know for a fact that when it cames to the intimate staff."

Thomas placed his hands on Christopher's shoulders," If she doesn't accpet you for you, then she's not worth it."

"Thank you." Christopher hugged Thomas and made his way towards Grace's apartment.

Grace paced around her room, trying to clear her head. Just breath, she reminded herself. She will tell Kit. Tonight.

She jumped the moment she heard the door bell ring. Oh angel. She walked towards, revealing Kit. She opened the door allowing him to enter as he offered her beautiful red roses. She smiled and closed the door.

Kit stood there whilst playing with his fingers. He seemed lost in his thoughts as he looked around.

"Are you okay?" Consern filled Grace's voice." Do you feel sick?"

Christopher shook his head," I just need to tell you something important."

"Me too." Grace confessed.

"I'll go first?" Kit asked. Grace answered okay as Christopher went on," I don't feel sexual attraction. Either do I have desires to have sex. I totally understand if you don't want to be with me....I'm on the asexual spectrum, and if you're not okay with that then..."

Grace cut him off," I wanted to say the same thing."

"Wait, really?" Christopher asked.

Grace nodded," I only recently realised but, I'm so glad."

Christopher opened his arms and Grace hugged him. Christopher smiled to himself as he laughed," I gusse soulmates to exist."

Grace laughed," they really do, don't they?"

As Grace pulled away she questioned," wanna watch a movie?

"Of course." Grace smiled, knowing they'll probably end up talking over the movie about a new expirement of Christopher's. She couldn't have it any other way.

Chapter 3: Let's try again-Thomastair

Thomas sighed as he breathed in. He absolutely hated this. All his friends basically ditched him, cause of course something came up. He couldn't be that angry, he should understand that James is married, Christopher went to collage and Matthew was in therapy in order to get better. Thomas understand that, however he could still be a tiny bit angry. He looked into the mirror, looking at the jacket he tried on. It looked fine, the colour didn't really matched him. But, he couldn't be bothered to buy clothes for Eugenia's party. He only had one day left and needed to buy soemthing new.

"Ow." The person fell to the floor as held him head.

Thomas quickly bent down as he repeatedly said," I'm so sorry." He held his hand out for the person as he got up.

"No it's fine my fault." The brown skin man spoke still holding his head." I wasn't looking where I was walking."

Thomas let go as he looked at the man in front of him, his brown skin matched with black hair and dark eyes, the lights reflected themselves in the eyes.

Wait.

The voice.

"Alastair?" The man looked up and stood shocked.

"Lightwood? Thomas Lightwood?" Thomas nodded as Alastair laughed," I barley recognised you. You're huge. A litteraly walking giant."

Thomas felt his face burn as he looked away. When he felt his face cool a bit he spoke, "I did grow indeed. I see you dyed your hair black again. I think it suits you." He complimented which got a shocked reaction from Alastair.

"Um thank you." He looked towards the jacket Thomas was holding." Please tell me you weren't planning on buying that?" Alastair begged

Thomas didn't know how to answer Alastair. Alastair made his friends life at school difficult, maybe he only used his words but they still hurt them. Thomas opened his mouth but nothing came out. Alastair sighed," I'll tale your silence as yes." He grabbed his arm and pulled him toward the allies of clothes as he started to look for staff," First the colour of that is horrendous. It makes your skin look paler than it is. Not that if is very pale."

Hs picked up on of black and white variety jackets as he looked at Thomas," I'm sorry, I think I overstepped..."

Thomas interrupted," No I did need help. Believe it of not being friends with Matthew, I still don't have any ideas about fashion."

Alastair let out a chuckle as he smiled," I'm sure Matthew would be mortified at that jacket. Anyway what are you buying for?"

Thomas laughed, he couldn't help but think Alastair voice was smoothing." He sure would. My sister's party."

Alastair gave him different outfits trying them on, Thomas couldn't believe that the outfits in fact matched him perfectly. The colour matched his skin, colours balanced out together perfectly.

After trying on multiple outfits, they purchased the outfits and walked out together. Alastair held Thomas by his arm as they laughed," What do you mean?" Alastair couldn't believe it.

"Yes, we were all shocked as Christopher's inventions and ideas came out perfectly, however it just blow in our faces."

Alastair smiled as Thomas was placing the bags in the car." You did change, didn't you, I almost don't recognise you."

Alastair shook his head," You can say that. I did change. I'm not the same person I was before."

Thomas smiled," I believe. Wanna meet sometime?"

Alastair nodded passing his phone for him to add his number," Text me?"

"You bet." Alastair promised.

"Need a ride?"

"No thanks, I'm meeting with a friend. Bye."

As Thomas drove away, he couldn't help the smile that appeared on his face as memories of the day filled his head.

Chapter 4: Hello neighbour- Blackdale/Ghostwriter

Lucie sighed as she looked out of her balcony, she been stuck for 2 months now. In her apartment by herself. She didn't know what to do. She been trying to write the next chapter of her book for what seemed to be 3 months. She didn't have any ideas of what to do. She always got ideas from being outside, seeing people, studying people and what happened around her.

But it all stopped the minute quarantine happened. Locking people inside, only allowing people to go when it was nessacary. She took a deep breath wanting to be able to go somewhere but her balcony. Lucky she had a balcony to get free air whenever she wanted and for how long. She looked down upon the streets of London.

Her phone rang in her pocket," Oh hey daisy."

"Lucie how are you?" Cordelia's voice filled her left ear.

"I'm alright you?"

"I'm good." Cordelia said something to what Lucie assumed was probablyJames.

"Who was that?" Lucie asked.

"Oh Lucie. We were going to play chess."

"Oh okay. Go."

Cordelia stuttered," No Lucie, I know how only you feel alone."

"No go, you talked to me practice all day. Besides maybe I'll finally figure something with my book." Lucie tried to sound positive.

"You sure?"

"I'm sure." No I'm not.

They both said their goodbyes. As lucie canceled the call, she let out a groan. She felt angry at everything. "I hate you!" She screamed into the empty air as she kicked the wall behind her.

"God, whoever made you angry. I would be terrified of you."

"Aaaa." She jumped in fear. She turned around to see her neighbour, that Lucie never saw. The boy had black straight hair with green eyes.

"Oh sorry. Didn't mean to scare you." He spoke.

"No it's okay." Lucie said," I never saw you before. I lived here for 1 year."

"Oh, I moved like 2 months before, I'm Jesse." The tall boy introduced himself.

"I'm Lucie."

"So Lucie, how is life treating you." Eventhough they stood on different balconies, it felt the closest to a human interaction in the two months.

"How can it?" Lucie spoke.

"I know the feeling. It's about to rain in a minute. I think we should head inside." Jesse turned to walk inside.

"Wait," Jesse stopped as he looked at her," Think you would maybe want to text?"

Way to put yourself out there.

Jesse smiled," I really would."

With that they gave their numbers and the rest I history.

Chapter 5: Cooking, the Fairchild family

Matthew looked around the mess of the kitchen holding his head in his hands. This was a dister. He could have swore he followed the recipe step by step, but somehow he still ended up tasting like rubbish. The flour bag was tiped over pouring over the counter, mixture was splattered everywhere as he tried to continue baking. He groaned, when the door opened, revealed his father in the wheelchair.

"Heavens," shock written on his face," What happened here?"

Matthew laughed in relief, knowing it was his dad instead of mum. " I tried to bake scones for mum but the plan failed."

Henry laughed as he came closer," Well I'm terrible at baking, how about me clean up and hope your mother doesn't notice."

"What the?" As they both turned around and saw his red hair brother," Did a bomb explode here?"

Matthew crossed his arms," No world war 3 happened Charlie."

'Hahah." Charles faked his laugh," You're so funny Matt."

"Boys." Their father spoke." Let's clean up before your mother cakes back from work. Maybe we can surprise her with a nice dinner instead of scones."

Charles huffed," I didn't make this mess, Matthew done it, he can clean it. Besides I got more important things to do."

Henry raised an eyebrow," Oh really? I know Charles you want to be a lawyer but everyone needs a break. You need it. Your mother, at your age was exactly like you but she got sick because all she done was work."

"At least I have a future for myself." Charles muttered to himself.

"HEY!" Matthew shouted.

"Fine, let's do it." Charles finally agreed to.

After they cleaned down and cook, spaghetti and meatballs. Charles alongside with Matthew finally finished everything. Henry left for a moment, leaving the two brothers to talk.

They stayed in silence. They both distance themselves from one another. Charles beginning busy with wanting to be a lawyer, Matthew was messing around with his friends. Maybe it was the difference in their ages.

"Sooo," Matthew began," How is everything going?"

Charles laughed," it's funny after all the time together as family we don't know how to have a conversation."

"Facts." Matthew agreed." I think you're being to harsh on yourself."

Charles looked at him, sending him a questioning glare. Almost like he maybe would have thought about it, he seemed like he wanted to agreed or day maybe, but it was cut quick the moment the door opened and their parents came in. Charles looked towards Matthew sending him a look that he himself couldn't quite understand.

"It smells absolutely lovely in here." Charlotte's voice filled the room. " I can't believe you three managed to cook something without buring the house down."

Henry placed a hand over his hand," I can't believe you don't have any faith in my cooking skills. I'm truly offended."

Charlotte kissed him gently as she looked towards her two sons," What the special occasion?"

"Do we need an occasion to cook got our mum?" Charles questioned.

Matthew intrupted,"You didn't even want to cook, dad had to convince you."

"Does it matter?"

"Yes!" Matthew agrued back as both of them went back and forwards commenting each other.

Charlotte sat down on the chair next to Henry as he sat in his wheelchair. Charlotte's head fall onto his shoulder as she smiled at her two sons.

"Oh yeah?" Matthre placed his hands in the flour as he gathered flour and throw it in his face." Now you seem, a tiny bit less serious about everyone."

"Matthew!" Charlotte's voice rang.

Charles face turned red as he throw a handful onto Matthew's hair. He burst out laughing and grabbing his stomach.

"Boys." Charlotte stood up. Matthew and Charles continued to throw flour at each other.

Henry grabbed Charlotte's hands," Lottie, let them be. Should be go and spend some alone time. They'll clean after themselves."

Charlotte nodded her head as she and Henry went over to the living room. It was good to be home.

Chapter 6: Your threats aren't that scary- Thomastair

Notes:

TW- hinted past toxic relationship, Jokes about killing someone.

"I swear I'll kill him." Thomas threatened. His hands were clutched into fists at the sides of his body. His knuckles white as paper.

"Thomas, calm down." Alastair's begged.

"No, no how dare he." Thomas agrued." I warned him multiple times."

"I know, I know," Alastair's hand moved up to his own face covering his face.

"I swear I'll kill him the next time I see his stupid face around here." Thomas repeated himself.

"We're litteraly outisde my work place, love." He reminded him.

Thomas shurrged," Still."

"You'll go to jail."

Thomas smiled wickedly," Well, if I did, it would be worth knowing you wouldn't have to deal with Charles. Besides, I got James, Matthew and Kit other help me cover his death." He joked.

Alastair slapped Thomas's arm," Stop joking about it. You won't go to jail for an idiot."

Thomas furrowed his brows," Well, I would."

Alastair raised and eyebrow as they climbed into the car," You wouldn't even be physically cable of killing anyone. You're too kind."

"Aw I know. But if he even tries to talk to even or anything, I swear I'll get Matthew to deal with him."

As Thomas began to drive Alastair began to continue," You know, he doesn't want anyone to know."

Thomas hummed," Good then, we'll just warn him and he'll back off, or death."

Alastair laughed," I'm sorry you're so funny when you try to be all 'dark and scary." He said quoting with his fingers," But I do have to day, I love your little possessiveness."

"Good to know." Thomas smiled.

"No like seriously, your threats are like are like cats. They're more cute than scary."

"Did you seriously compare me to a cat?"

"Yes."

"When will we get the pets, we talked about for months." Thomas sighed.

"Yes, we can pick him tomorrow."

"Wait what?" Thomas stopped on the red light." You got a hedgehog?"

Alastair nodded," Of course. I got everything needed last week and they'll be available tomorrow. If you don't want the hedgehog..."

"No, no no. I'm excited for it."

"Good. Then tomorrow we'll go."

"Yes we'll."

Chapter 7: Right here for you- Gracetopher

Grace honestly hated this. She was walking home from her mother's family dinner? If you can call it that. Her mother just nagged about how Grace's didn't do what she wanted, how Grace is dating Christopher. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. It was over now, that's all that mattered. She wasn't planning to go back anytime soon, as she walked into the house, she was immediately welcomed with the warm air hitting her face.

She took a deep breath as she hanged the coat and walked to Christopher working on the a new project.

"Grace, hey." He immediately stood up and opened his arms for her to come. Grace placed her head onto his shoulder." You okay?"

"No. Same as always with her." Grace complained." I just had a bad day and-"

Christopher pulled back as he walked into the kitchen," Well, I went to the shop and brought your favourite."

Grace smiled," You know me so well."

"And we can just chill and watch our favourite movies and eat ice cream."

"I would love that."

"Then let's go."

Halfway through the night, they decided to move into the small lab they both created in their house. Christopher decided to try and work on, Grace who still couldn't get use to the freedom and only now started to expirement with the chemicals was amazed with the different choices.

"Grace, please don't" Christopher moved her hands from the tube.

"Come on," Grace complained as she leaned on her elbow," How can you say no to this face."

Christopher raised his left eyebrow unimpressed," I don't want the whole place to explode." Placing the tube away from the boiling water which contained different acids.

Grace eyes widen. As Christopher was washing his hands, she stopped a beaker that contained a green liquid pouring it into the boiling water. The water began changing the colour as it formed bubbles that started leaving the boil.

"Grace," Christopher spoke in pure awe," How did you?"

Grace shrugged," I just mixed staff together."

"It's beautiful." Christopher wrapped his hand around Grace as they watched the water form bubbles.

Chapter 8: I want ice cream- Jordeila

"I can't believe it!" Cordelia shouted.

"I have no words." James added.

Cordelia growled in frustration at the book that was currently in her hands. She felt like throwing the book across the room.

"How can she be so blind?" Cordelia questioned. "He clearly likes her."

James shaked his head as placed the book done.

"Like, the guy literally knows everything about her!" Cordelia placed her heard in the palms of her hands.

"Daisy calm down, everything will end okay." James tried to calm her down.

"I know but still," Cordelia sighed," I'm sorry but she is dumb. Like a bit."

"I think a lot but okay." James commented.

"Ah, still. How can she not realise just?" Cordelia laughed." It's worse than any of our friends relationships."

"Tell me about it." James laughed.

"Nothing is worse than yours relationship. Especially how you couldn't figure out you guys liked each other." Alastair voiced his opinion walking by.

"Alastair!" Cordeila shouted as the front door opened and closed.

James laughed as he moved up and got the kettle on. Cordelia joined him as sve hopped onto the stool.

"Tea?" James asked, Cordeila nodded smiling. Both of them sipped their cups slowly in order not to burn their tongues.

"I really want ice cream." James spoke.

"That's random." Cordelia looked at him," It's still cold."

"I don't care I want ice cream and I'll get it." James placed the tea down as he moved towards the door.

"You coming?" James called out.

"I don't think so. It like 9pm, the shops are probably closed."

"Thr 24 hours one's are open?" James asked with hope in his voice." You stay and I'll go check."

James opened the door and went out on the mission to find ice cream. Cordelia didn't have the chance to even answer before the door closed. She quickly James but he left his phone, leaving her alone laughing loudly remembering it's bank holiday meaning that shops are closed.

Chapter 9: I hate busses- Thomastair

Alastair didn't even know what to do, he was on a bus surrounded by people. Maybe the bus wasn't completely crowed but, it was enough to drive me to insanity. Crowed places made him feel anxious. Cordelia was supposed to pick him up but, she had a date night with James and he didn't want her to feel like she had to pick him. Alastair did have a driver licence but, he only drove when there was no other option. He was worried since the time he had crushed into a poll, that day he promised himself he won't drive unless he had to.

Alastair sighed as people started to leave, one by one everyone started to leave and people came on board. Just around 20 minutes left to get to home. Only 20 minutes left. You can do this. He placed his bag on the seat next to him, praying nobody would ask to sit next to him. There were few empty seats left, why would anyone ask him anyway. They all can sit by themselves, right? Alastair looked pit the window, buliding next to building was visible, the only thing that was visible at the moment. The one building he would like to see burn in hell. He wouldn't want to wish anything bad to anyone, but he did hate the building for reasons he didn't want to remind himself.

Collage wasn't any better per say, he liked the fact he was finally doing what he wanted, dance along side with Kamala. She was the only good thing about school. The tecaher had something out for him, always picking on him, questioning him about even a second later.

His phone started ringing."Hello?"

Kamala voice rang in his ear," Can you came to the park, you forgot your book and you know I'm not in school tomorrow."

Alastair groaned as he pressed the button to stop." Yeah I'll came."

"Great, by the way, I'm going to Eugenia's today." Kamala said.

"Why are you telling me this?" He walked out of the bus and making his way to the park.

"Cause we're roomates?" He could hear her eyes rolling.

Alastair hanged up as he walked into the park. Lucky the bus stop was 2 minutes away from the well known park. He immediately spotted Kamala alongside with Eugenia, next to them stood a tall guy, that Alastair assumed was Thomas. He did change, a lot. Alastair saw him on multiple occasion since they lived in the same apparment block. He never looked at him long enough to notice the changes, he never looked in his eyes, because of what happened in school.

"This is Thomas, Alastair I think you know him." Kamala introduced them.

"Yes, I remember high school." Sometimes he wishes he didn't have to.

"Well here you go Alastair," She handed him his book.

"Well bye Tommy." Eugenia laughed.

"Please stop." Thomas begged her.

"No." The smile stayed on her face," I'm here to make your life miserable."

Alastair said goodbye again as he turned to leave. The cold weather brushed against his skin as he zoomed out, walking towards the bus stop. He cursed himself for forgetting to bring his headphones. Of course, the one day he desperately wanted to listen to music. He stopped, leaning against the glass, closing his eyes.

"Hey you okay?" He looked up and saw Thomas.

"I'm fine. You?" Alastair asked.

"Are you sure or are you lying?" Thomas leaned next to him.

"Yes. How would u knowig I'm lying?"

Thomas smiled, damn the smile," Because you can't look into someone else's eyes." He stopped for a moment," I'm sorry, that sounded stalkish. I mean you did that in school."

"That's very observent of you."

Thomas smiled as the bus pulled up and both of them went inside. Alastair moved to the back were empty seat were." Mind if I sit-" before Thomas could finish Alastair nodded. After a while when Thomas sat next to him, Alastair couldn't help but allow tiredness to wash over him. His eyes felt like sand filled, making it hard for him to keep them open. The minute a yawn escaped his mouth, was the minute he realised he was doomed.

"You tired?" Thomas asked. Alastair nodded his head," You can always go sleep and ill wake you up when we're near."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

Alastair leaned his head on Thomas's shoulder," Is this-" Thomas answered yeah. Alastair closed his eyes as he smiled, Thomas's body was warm eventhough he's body was wrapped in a coat, heat travelled right through it. It was probably the bus. Alastair kept his eyes closed as darkness take over him.

"Wake up."

Alastair jerked up, realised that they were near the stop. He quickly rubbed his eyes as they stood up and walked out, thanking the driver.

"Feeling better?"

"Kinda. Still tried."

Thomas nodded as they made their way to the building, they talked and talked until they walked inside the elevator." Would you want to hang out?" Alastair couldn't help but ask.

"I would love to." Thomas grabbed bus phone." Number?"

They both exchanged number as the lift open as Alastair spoke goodbye. Alastair wished that maybe it would stop and it would allow then to spend together more time but he had his number. He couldn't help but smile as he opened the door

Chapter 10: Walks- Thomastair

Both of them leaned on the sofa as they looked up. Thomas wasn't sure what this do since he never was in this awkward situation.

He looked towards Alastair who was looking at his hands and playing with his fingers. His black hair, which was long that it was covering his head.

"Hey." Said Thomas which brought Alastair to look at him." Since we both can't think of anything to write on the project, what do you say about going for a walk?"

"I think it would be a good idea." Alastair agreed standing up. Thomas went and grabbed his jacket, Alastair done the same.

Thomas took Alastair to a park that was filled with trees and had a lake in the middle with ducks. The park also had big field had normally would had flowers if not for the winter time.

Because it was end October their was gonna be a Halloween fair in next week or even the on Thursdays. They turned around the corner to go to the field and walk around since they had a lot of time on their hands.

They walked for around 10 minutes when there was suddenly a song came on. The song had a slow pace with a sweet melody to it.

Alastair had a small smile on his face that warmed Thomas's heart. He was singing under his breath.

Thomas blinks his eyes. He really was falling in love with this guy. God what has he done to him for real.

"You have a really nice singing voice." Complemented Thomas.

Alastair smiles at him." Thank you." He turned his head away from Thomas ." I don't normally sing."

"How came?" Hoping he would say.

"It just...." Alastair didn't finish

"You dont have to say." He quickly said before Alastair would run away.

"It just something I stopped doing. Singing, dancing and playing on the piano." He said." Staff happened."

Thomas stopped and placed a hand on his shoulder, trying to show comfort, Alastair sent a warm small at him that quickly disappeared. It seemed that he doesn't show he emotion often.

"Can we go back to your place it getting really cold?" Thomas answered sure and they made their way out the park to Thomas house.

The wind was really cold when they walked towards the house. Thomas looked over to Alastair who was shivering because of it. They still had about good 15 minutes of a walk.

Thomas looked toward s shop and made Alastair stop.

"Stay here, I'll be right back." Thomas walked away. He could hear Alastair calling after him.

He came inside the shop and ordered two hot chocolate for them to not freeze to death on their way to his house. When it was ready he paid and walked outisde.

He saw Alastair standing where he told him to. He had his coat hood on his head and crossed arms with his face looking like he wanted to kill anyone who would came near him.

He walked over to him and handed him one of the cups. Alastair looked at him in disbelief.

"Thank you." He said with the cup in his
Hands. Alastair 's hands were like ice when they touched Thomas's hand to take the cup out of his hands." You didn't have to, you know?"

"Well I wanted to plus it no big deal." Said Thomas with full honesty like always." We were both freezing."

Alastair sent a small smile at him that quickly vanished. You wouldn't be able to see it if you didn't pay attention.

Thomas and Alastair made their way to his house. They stood in the elevator, it was so silent that you could hear a pin drop.

Thomas quickly looked at Alastair and saw his eyes closed. Alastair was falling a sleep while standing on his legs. When they arrived on the floor where his house was, Alastair started to fall, Thomas quickly moved just to enough to catch him.

Thomas took him in his arms and carried him to his door. Alastair 's eyes moved open, well he saw Thomas he justed out and tripped, making him fall.

"You all right?" Giving Alastair a hand helping him.

"I'm fine." Taking his hand.

Thomas opening his door with a smile. They walked inside putting all their staff in the right place. They continued to do the work however Alastair was continuing to fall sleep. Lucky for Thomas they only to finish about 1 paragraph.

Alastair fallen asleep on the sofa next to Thomas, while he was watching the tv. How did life go to did point. He didn't mind it but there was something strange. Maybe if-

Alastair moved and his head landed on his arm. Thomas eyes widen at that however he did smile and placed his head on Alastair . Thomas quickly allowed sleep to take over him finally not worrying about everything.

Chapter 11: Wrong number part 1 - Gracetopher

Christopher was fuming. He tried to contact the person who scammed him about one part he needed but he didn't realise he typed the wrong number in the phone. He typed one wrong number and BOOM. He send it to the wrong person and he only realised when he got one message.

UNKNOWN
Wow, who ever scammed you, you paid 50 pounds for one part. Now you have to tell me what you were building that you were willing to pay 50 pounds for it.

Wow. Christopher had to answer. The person seemed genuinely interested.

I did. It's nothing really interesting, it's just a machine that supposed to able to print 3d imagines.

UNKNOWN
OMG. That sounds so cool it you were to be able to do that. If you want I have the piece you actually need I could send it to you.

Really?

UNKNOWN
Yes I would love to see the finally product

That would be so appreciated. Mind telling me your name

UNKNOWN
Sure. It's Grace.

I'm Christopher

And that's how it started. Day by day, they both continued to text with each other occasionally called, they became so close that kit would say he started to fall for the girl. They knew they were roughly the same age, eventhough he never saw her, he infact did fall for the lady.

GRACE: My mum is driving me up the walls

why do say that?

GRACE: Keeps complaining about staff. My brother left me to go out with his girlfriend

he must suck

GRACE: You should see him, hes so pale he looks like a ghost

What's hes name?

GRACE: Jesse

Wait, my best friends sisters boyfriend is called Jesse.

GRACE: Lucie Herondale?

Yes exactly

GRACE: Wait...... We could see each other.

That would be like a blind date.

GRACE: That's what would be fun about it

I really don't think so

GRACE: okay I get why, still are you for meeting up?

What time and date?

Chapter 12: Wrong number part 2- Gracetopher

Christopher was scared, sweaty and shaken. He had a date with someone he never saw. Okay he did, Grace and Christopher did decide to video chat just to make sure they were telling the truth and to see each other but still, it scared him. Christopher never been on a date, he had no idea what to expect. All he knew was to not get his hopes up.

Matthew pulled out a black and white varsity jacket as he put Christopher arms into it." Is this really nessacary?" Christopher couldn't help but ask.

"Yes," Matthew began explaining," First impressions are key in going on a date. You have to be nice and look good, and since I'm the only one here with good taste, I have to make sure, you look good."

"Really?" Thomas asked," I remember that you didn't help me,' look good'." Thomas quoted.

"Um, Thomas." Matthew tried to explain," You dont need help with clothes. You're tall enough."

"That doesn't....Never mind."

James sighed," The thing is, you have to remember to be yourself. If she doesn't love you for you-"

Matthew intrupted,"-Throw her in the trash!"

"MATTHEW." Everyone shouted.

"You can't say those sort things." Thomas spoke.

"And why the hell not?" Matthew crossed his arms," It's like saying she's not worth his time. But, I said it in a mean way."

James placed his hand on his temple," Remember, just be yourself."

Christopher nodded," Thanks guys."

"No problem,"

........

His hands became sweaty, breath. Just breath, you been on one date before and she didn't like you. Be yourself, he was standing outisde the cafe for a while now, trying to grab the courage to go. You can do this. He took a deep breath entering the building, scanning the room he noticed a girl with blond hair, that looked nearly white. Grace, she was beautiful.

"Hey." He walked towards her.

"Hi Kit." She gave him a gentle hug. "You..nice."

Christopher looked down at himself," Thank you, you look good as well." He took a seat opposite her.

"I don't always dress like this. To be honest, my friends helped me up."

"No way." Christopher asked surprised." Mine as well, Matthew said, first impressions are everything."

"So you don't dress like this everyday?" Grace questioned.

"No.."

Kit saw relief wash over her," Good I thought you were. Honestly I love staying in my pj's."

"Same." Christopher agreed.

"Well, how is school?"

"Taking everything day by day." He explained." But you know what I been working on, I found what was wrong with it and it seemed like I been putting the thing in the wrong.. I'm sorry I'm rumbling."

"No, no no. Please continue I love science, just like you. I definitely want to know the project, it's how we met so yes I do want to hear it." Grace insisted.

They spend hours talking together about different things all while drinking their teas and laughing.

"Wanna go out again?" Kit asked as he walked Grace her apartment block.

"I would love that." She smiled.

"Great." Christopher walked away smiling.

Chapter 13: Packages Thomastair

Notes:

Tw mentioned past toxic relationship and past bullying

It was valentines day and Alastair couldn't be more grumpy than he currently was. He hated the day, since he was with Charles. It was supposed to be a day for love and not focusing on work. He understood you have to still go to work, but at you could go out with the people you love. Charles would be rather dead than be seem with Alastair since 'being gay will destroy my carrer' Quote on quote. Last year, Cordeila found out and she pointed out how toxic the relationship was, and Alastair broke up with him. Charles tried to guilt him, kept coming to him at any social event.

Alastair decided not to go to any which upset Cordeila, however she understood, but insisted he went to this one. He did and couldn't hate it more than he did. She made him get a day off work for him to see the people he bullied, the moment he saw them, the only thing he heard was ran. He gussed it was the luck of his sister getting married to 'James Herondale' the guy he made fun off.

Alastair was feeling fairly sick of all the loving couples as they danced together, laughed and everything. He wasn't able to have that. He had no one to lean on, to love him.

"Are you gonna be okay?" Cordeila hugged him.

"I'll be fine." Alastair lied. He felt bad, but it was something he done all his life.

Alastair quickly made his exit while being stopped by The Merry Thieves.

James began," So we got something to say."

Matthew looked at Alastair when James elbowed him," As we know on December, James and Daisy had their engagement party and I'll like to a....a...apologies for what I said before."

Alastair's eyes widen," It's my fault. Nothing to apologise for."

Thomas smiled, but quickly hid it," Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." He looked at the ground quickly moving past then," I have to go."

He heard them talking, but ignored them as he began to ran. He didn't know but his legs ran as fast as he could. He opened the apartment buliding door with a bang as he entered.

"A package for you, Mr Carstairs." He stopped as he walked pass.

He muttered a thank you as entered the lift. He leaned against the lift," Alastair." He heard Kamala voice. He placed his hand in order for the lift not to close. "Thanks."

He didn't know why they became friends, he did know they became friends because of Charles and how he use to be engaged to her.

"How was everything with Eugenia?"

She blushed," It was great."

Alastair got off and immediately went inside his apartment. He placed the box and grabbed a knife to opened it. The minute he opened it a card with,

Happy valentines Alastair

Written in elegant writing. This was definitely not Charles writing. Who ever written it defined has to be playing with him. As he unwrapped the paper, he picked up a box of chocolates. The weird thing was that it was his favourite. Who the hell would do this? It wasn't a funny joke, he never received any gifts for valentines day. He decided to go and check, he went inside inside lift going to the bottom floor.

"Hi, do you know who left the package?" Alastair walked towards the desk.

"Ah, yes. Room 137."

"Room, no name?"

"Nope." Someone walked up to the desk," Hello, how can I help you?"

Rude. He walked back to the desk and let the the floor. When the doors finally opened he quickly found the door and knocked on it

"Thomas?"

"Alastair." He smiled," Hello. Came in?"

Alastair wasn't sure at first, but he did. Thomas's apartment was clean, enough. " I'm sure you weren't expecting me?"

"I didn't. Why did you send me those?"

"Cause I like you." Thomas admitted," I know I might have no shown it but I would like a chance to ask you on a date." He grabbed roses of the counter," So Alastair, would you like to go on a date with me tonight?"

Alastair was speechless. He wasn't sure what to say, no one ever dates him out. He wasn't going to let him lose his friends because of him. They enjoined each other company and the talks they had. Paris.

"I can't, not with your frie-"

Thomas quickly cut him off," I already told my friends. They support me, until you make me happy. And you do that so please. Give us a try."

"Okay."

Thomas smiled," Can I kiss you?"

Alastair was taken back once again. No one asked him, apparently it was a turn of for many people. He did like it thought. Alastair nodded his head and Thomas placed his hand at the side of his neck bringing their lips together. Thomas's lips were soft against his, Alastair felt his body lit up on fire as he wrapped his arms around Thomas's neck. Thomas pulled his closer as the kiss became faster and his hands moved to his waist deeping the kiss.

They continued to kiss before they parted away, breathing heavily. Leanjnf their foreheads against each other with closed eyes, before opening them and looking to each other with a smile. Those big brown eyes that he couldn't get tired off. He could get use to this.

Chapter 14: Childhood crushes part 1- Jordelia

Notes:

...... means flashback

James could remember the day he met Cordelia like yesterday. Normal lunch time like everyday other day, Matthew chatting away, Thomas and Christopher working on some thing while he was reading a book.

........
James was sitting next to Matthew, he didn't bothered to listen to Matthew's love for Oscar Wild. Matthew has to told him the most ridiculous things, from someone's embarrassing moment, new trends to gossip. James cared for him deeply. James met Matthew in their first year of highs school, they knew each other through their parents but James didn't bother being friends with him or anyone. However over time he started to became close to them especially Matthew. All of them got up to trouble, getting themselves the name of 'merry Thieves'. They went through everything from bullying to became well known in their school.

The moment Lucie came over to introduce her friend that moved here, was the moment, everything froze. James eyes wandered towards the girl, it felt they were the only people in the and everyone else disappeared.

"Everyone, this is Cordelia." Lucie introduced her.

Her firey red hair shined brightly against the lights of the room. The red hair matched perfectly with her brown skin, clothes suiting her body perfectly showing of her curves.

"Hey." Her voice sounded like music to his ears.
......

James smiled at the memory. He was laying down on one of the sofa in the office that Mr Bane allowed then to sit in. Matthew spinning in the chair," This is the life, bo-bo, bo-bo, bo." James directed his gaze towards him," What? I'm just saying. I'm happy. Besides why not just tell her?"

"Are you crazy? I don't have a death wish."

"Really?" Matthew raised his eyebrow. "What about the one time-"

"The window was an accident!" James protested." Changing the subject, I have to be somewhere."

"And where is that Jamie banch?"

James rolled his eyes at the name," Somewhere."

James walked out as he made his way under the bleacher where he was meeting Cordeila.

"I thought you weren't coming." He looked at her as she pulled him behind a large tree.

"Of course I did." He looked at her red hair that was beautifully braided to her left side. James always agreed with Lucie's title 'the beautiful Cordelia' it was a given fact.

......
Cordeila chased Lucie around the park. It was the first time Cordelia's family were visiting them and James couldn't help but love the way Cordeila was. Her smile, the way she never failed to bring a smile to his family faces. Both of the rolled in the spring grass, flowers growing, leaves on trees. Suddenly they rolled closer and closer down the hill,

"Lucie!" James screamed as he began to sprinted towards both of them. As he got to the edge he noticed the two laugh loudly.

They were surrounded by bunch of daises and flowers. Cordelia's hair held bunch of them. Some stuck in it.

"Wow." Jamed spoke without thinking." I think I'll call you daisy."

James began walking as he couldn't get the imagine out of his head. If only he knew Cordeila blushed at the comment.
........

"James, are you even listening?" Annoyance clear as day in her voice.

"Um, yes?"

Cordeila huffed," I was saying that operation Thomastair is going smoothly."

"Did you really came up with a...ship name for them?" James questioned.

Cordeila smiled," Well, if we are trying to help secretive them to get together we need a code name. So I came with that code name. Just like gracetopher."

"You truly are amazing." James complemented her.

Cordeila moved her face," Thank you."

"Well the operation went well. They hugged."

"It looked like kissing but sure." James laughed.

"Of course they did. Bye James." She picked her bag and walked away towars Alastair who already went through the gate.

"You're blinder than me without my glasses." He heard kit's voice behind him

"How?"

"James, she clearly like you." Not this again. Christopher always wanted to know staff. It made him very observant about staff, especially small detail. But, this was one thing he wouldn't believe him about, even if everyone was agreeing no. James quickly made his exist towards the cars.

"We need to do something!" Lucie exclaimed as she walked back and forwards.

"True, but what?" Matthew added.

Thomas hummed," We can beat them at their own game."

Kit gasped," We can set them up right? I mean pretend we're all going to meet up and leave them alone."

Eugenia shaked her head," Remember we tried that once and it didn't work. They left the moment they realised they'll be by themselves."

Lucie hummed," I mean how about I go somewhere with Daisy and someone goes with James then we leave them."

"It could work." Matthew agreed.

Grace added," Yes, but we would have to make sure they wouldn't leave."

"So we're basically playing matchmakers?"

"Yes we are Jesse." Lucie placed her hand on his shoulder.

"How are we going to do that exactly?" Christopher asked.

"I have no idea." Lucie sighed.

After a while Thomas suggested," We could pretend to go to the fair."

"Yes, maybe we could get Alastair to take daisy and Matthew would take James, then they would leave them near each so they could get together." Lucie said.

"I think it could work."

Everyone nodded their heads in silence agreement.

Operation Cordeila and James gas began.

Chapter 15: A self care letter to my future self- Matthew Fairchild

Tw alcohol addictions

To future me?....

Okay, stupid I know however, as I'm now on recovery of alcohol addiction, my therapist said to me 'you have to take care of my self.' Meaning that I should be more open about my feelings.

Ummmm. Nope.

She did say writing a letter to yourself is a great way to start, I don't exactly how that would work but fine, I'll try. I'm on trying for the people around me. To be exact my family and friends.

To be honest I'm not completely sure why they think I have a problem, I mean never done anything bad, that I remember off. Well, that might be a lie, however I was happy even if it wasn't the best.

But, since I can't exactly go out partying, because it filled with bunch of alcohol and I don't think I would be able to stop myself from drinking. I decided to spend the entire day with myself.

That sounded lonely.

But I'm happy, I have Oscar, that's all that matters, now I'm planning to go the bookstore and buy every Oscar Wild books that they have. I don't care if they are duplicates because, it's Oscar Wild, duh. Besides, I'm getting the entire self care things.

Especially my hair. The first month of my recovery was horrible in rehab. Maybe it's just because they didn't have the things for my hair to be natural. As I call my hair, it's like the sun.

So my plan:

Get evsry possible Oscar Wild book in the bookstore

Came home, take care of my hair and everything

Get pizza and ice cream

Rewatch my favourite series on Netflix

Call mum and dad (maybe Charlie?)

Stay up late because why not?

Anything more shall be added.

I gusse in the future I hope, you're? I am? Better. And you're happier because you know what? It's not a great life to live and right now I'm lying to myself but we know that it's not great and time will heal everything. So future Matthew, I hope we succeed in finding happiness.

Now we're happy but in the future, we'll be amazing.

Your younger self
Matthew

Chapter 16: Childhood crushes part 2- Jordeila

Cordeila couldn't believe that her brother, Alastair Esfandiyār Carstairs suggested himself to go to a fun fair. At first she thought she heard wrong but, he made it clear. She tried to get him to tell her why, eventhough she wanted to know, she left it at that.

As they were walking towards the park, she couldn't help say," I saw you talking with Thomas."

Alastair raised an eyebrow," Really? I wonder if it was because I said for you to wait after the practice."

Cordeila smiled," I wouldn't know. Do you think you're ready to start a new relationship?"

Alastair narrowed his eyes," Why do you ask?"

"Can't I be interested in my brother's life?" Cordelia knew if she kept asking he would suspect something.

"Um, let me think... No. Everytime you did, it lead to a bad thing." Alastair said," And if you think I don't know about yours and James's little matchermaker game then, you more stupid than I thought."

"What do you even mean?" In that moment Cordeila never felt more offended in her life.

"You...Never mind." Alastair wave daisy hand," Let's just enjoy this."

Cordeila nodded her head as they walked into the fun fair. Cordeila looked up seeing the rollercoast, she felt her stomach turn up at the thought of going on it. It was her first time and she didn't know her way around.

"Okay bye," Alastair said.

"What?" She nearly shouted," Where are you going?"

"I asked if you want to came with me. I never said I'll stay with you."

"Alastair," Cordeila's anger rushed through her body.

"Bye." With that he walked away, leaving her alone in the place she barley knew.

She turned around, trying to get a hold of her surroundings. She sighed as she realised she had no chances of getting anywhere.

"Daisy." James.

"Hi." She greeted him." What you doing?"

"Matthew left me for some guy he met like three days ago." He explained.

Cordelia let out a small laugh,"You could say, Matthew is a romantic."

James nodded," What about you?"

"Alastair asked me if I want to came with him, I agreed and he ditched me for something."

"I saw him with Thomas." A wicked grin appeared on his face.

"I gusse it worked."

"Probably."

Both of them stood in what seemed like hours of awkwardness. James seemed like he was thinking deeply, his face scrunched up as he stared at Cordeila.

"Do I have something on my face?" Cordeila began to brush her hand on her face.

James caught her hand, "Um daisy." He paused," I like you. I really do. Can I kiss you?"

Cordeila was shooked, all she could do was nod. Even when she allowed James to kiss her, she was still shocked. She was taken back thinking it was a cruel joke, for a moment she thought of pushing him back, but she couldn't. Something was pulling her towards James's lips. For a long time she dreamt of a moment like this, just her and James, like nothing else mattered in the moment. James arms wrapped around her waist pulling her closer and deepening their kiss. She could feel her heart beat faster, almost like somebody was palying on drums, she felt her knees became weaker. Cordeila pulled back, gasping for her.

James's lips were swollen," My daisy."

She rested her head against his head as they both heard cheers around them. When they looked they saw their friends alongside their siblings.

"FINALLY." Lucie screamed.

"Congrats."

Cordeila laughed as she buried her head in the crook of his neck. She could get use to this

Chapter 17: Movie night, the Herondale family

The Herondale household was very... chaotic, you could say the least. The whole family knew it. The whole family knew it, Tessa knew it. She could gusse it was from who the kids has their...wild side. Will himself was wild, free spirt and crazy. Will in his childhood done crazy staff, James done it and Lucie. Lucie was more like Tessa, calm and loved book, especially write them. James... was like Will.

Especially around his friends, it was chaos. That why they were known as The Merry Thieves. They were first named 'the hooligans' but their cousin Anna came up with The Merry Thieves as it suited them. But their kids had their love of books form them.

Right now the family was trying to set up for movie night, but Will forgot to buy popcorn. Which in everyone decision, movie night could start without popcorn. In Lucie and James version, it's like reading without knowing how to. So they went to get popcorn and finally sat down.

"So.." Wjll began, " What should we watch." As he began looking at Netflix.

"Umm, shadow and bone?" James suggested.

"Oooo," Lucie's excitement raised," I watched it. It's amazing."

Will growled," Come on. I don't want to watch something you watched. Lucje you'll spoil it half way."

Lucie gasped," I wouldn't never."

"Sweetie," Tessa began," Remember last time, you did."

"He will die at the end."

"She will betray them."

"He's not even dead, dead."

"Litteraly why can't they just admit their feelings for each other. Half of the season would be shorter."

Lucie hid her face," Okay fine. But I still think we should watch it."

Tessa shook her head," No."

Lucie sighed dramatically," Why not?"

"It's not a movie, it's a series." Will rolled his eyes." Besides, Lucie we just spoke about it."

"Oh come on."

"No, how about we just watch hotel transylvania?" James suggested.

"Ah," Will's face lit up in pure joy." The classic. Am I right James? I don't like it."

James head moved backwards," It was at first."

"Sure, sure. And I don't love Tess."

"William." Tessa said.

"Ooo," Lucie smiled," Look at mum and dad."

"What it's a lie. You're the light of my world." Will kissed Tessa's head.

"That's cute." Their kids commented.

James quickly changed the subject," So what's for movie night."

Tessa sighed," We'll watch hotel transylvania."

Everyone brought snacks, drinks and everything. Through out half of the movie, Lucie and James began talk about their favourite moments which ended in them arguing but at the end they still ended up laughing together when they ended on to the floor.

Tessa wouldn't have it any other way.

Chapter 18: Stress- Thomastair

Alastair been groaning loudly trying to get Thomas's attention for days, he been coming back home, grumpy, angry and tried. Alastair didn't know why, and wanted to help, he really did however Thomas wasn't willing to get any help. He was going to get down conclusion, he needed to know what was going on. Alastair paced around the living room waiting for thas to came back. When he did all he could do was stare as Thomas groaned as he entered. He slid his bag pack from his shoulder with all strength he had.

He muttered something under his breath as he moved towards the turned off living room and jumped the moment he saw Alastair." Al, why aren't you seeing?"

"Why are you coming back so late?" He answered back.

"Work."

"Okay. What's been going on the past few days?"

"Nothing." Thomas looked at the ground.

"Thomas you have that look in your eyes, you haven't slept in ages." Thomas sat next to him.

Thomas sighed," You're right I need to be honest. I been stressed with the work and everything. Plus meeting your mum this week. I gusse I been angry."

Alastair pulled him into a hug," It's alright, we all get stressed. Don't worry about my family, they'll love you. Especially my mum, she will love you. Risa will be happy since you can speak our language."

"They'll love me because I speak persian?"

Alastair smiled," And many other reasons. Plus, you make me happy."

Alastair leaned in touch, when Thomas placed his hand on his cheek as he sighed," I love you." He mumbled closing his eyes.

"I love you more." Thomas felt himself being pushed to stand up. Alastair weakly pushed Thomas in the direction of their shared bedroom.

"No need to be pushy." Thomas answered.

"You are very stubborn, so you wouldn't go sleep without force." Alastair explained.

Alastair frankly pushed Thomas over the edge making his knees hit the edge of the bed," Now sleep."

Turning away, Alastair felt his writs be catched in a string grip pulling him on top of Thomas," Stay?" Thomas asked.

"Sure." Alastair laid down onto Thomas right side as he wrapped his arms around Alastair waist

Chapter 19: Fun fair- Jordeila

Notes:

So this is taken from my story happiness begins but I think its to cute not to be added as a short.

"You know," James began," As weird and creepy thus sounds, I think you're really beautiful."

Cordelia looked at him, taken back," What?"

"You're really beautiful." James repeated.

"Un. Thank you." Cordelia answered.

Definitely, this sound creep at all James, points to you. He told himself off.

Cordelia started to pull James by his arm." Look at that James." Cordelia said with pure enjoyment, she looked at the dog as she said it. She directly pointed at the huge plush pug dog that was sitting on the desk in one of the games.

"Have you ever seen such an ugly dog, how horrifying?" Cordelia turned to James, her face screamed with rage as he commented the dog. "What?" He asked with a smile. Cordelia slapped his arm." No James, he is not, James. I always wanted a dog."

"Exactly, such a cute ugly dog." James continue, to which Cordelia looked as if she would throw draggers his way," he is adorable."

"Oh yes, sweetly ugly." James placed his hands in his pockets while looking at what she was gonna say. When she didn't say anything James asked," you like it." She nodded his head

"May I get it for you?" James asked. Cordelia started saying no. "James no."

They went on like that with her saying no but him saying yes. James waved his hands for her to be quiet and she immediately slapped and threatening " If you tell me to be quiet, you will not see tomorrow."

"Allow me." James finally said." It's not like you were gonna listen to me always or that I was able to make you stay here." She muttered to herself which James must have heard as he spoke true proudly and walked towards the booth. Cordelia sighed as she saw James take the gun after a while giving money for the game. James had to shoot the cans, that were stacked to win the game.

She saw James trying to win it, but it was pretty obvious that he wasn't the best at controlling a gun. Cordelia walked over to stand beside him. James sighed, "wow James," Cordelia said," you have an amazing aim. Maybe the cans are placed in the wrong place."

James laughed," no daisy I was only practising. Watch this." He aimed and missed again. She tried so hard not to laugh while he tried to shoot again. "You know what James,? While you try to shoot again, I'll go over there." James turned and said I'm gonna do it right now. She walked back to him." Sure.....Your not gonna do it James. " she said while laughing, she then walked away to the other booth.

Cordelia walked to the one booth that stood out, it had a sword. The sword was shortsword with a simple and bare blade, save for the inscription that runs down the metal of the blade. She quickly handed the money and grabbed the dragger, which were made of hard and sharp plastic. Alastair collected dragger, and occasionally throw them at targets in their empty room. The minute she hit the middle, she smiled to herself. She won the sword. Cortana, she decided.

She grabbed the sword in her hands and stared, she was suprised to find out it was real. It was sharp and dangerous. Cordelia sat down on one of the benches as she looked at it.

Why couldn't the dog, just be for sale. No. Of course it had to be won.

The man sighed as he said." You can't do it James." He placed the gun down while he leaned on the counter.

"I know I can't." He admitted." But what can I do."

"You know what wait." The man walked over to the stuffed dog and took it. He placed the dog in front of James." Here."

"Thank you." James took out his wallet." How much?" The man quickly shaped his hand.

"It's free." He said." It's from me to you to her."

"You like her?" James asked.

"Yes, but you love her." He said. James eyes widen and he quickly started to say no but the man shushed him." I can see. I had a friend just like you. Don't be scared."

"Thank you very much," James said as he took the dog and walked to find Cordelia. She was sitting down with a sword in her hands. For a moment James thought she will stab him. He shook thag thought out of his mind as he walked and placed the dog next to her.

"you won it?" She said while taking it in his hands.

"Of course." He stated.

"Is that true?" Cordelia asked, which James answered lies.

"So how did you get it?" She holding the sword in one hand.

"Believe it or not, he gave it to me." James acted as it was nothing.

"Just like that," Cordelia said as he repeated him. "Why?" She wondered.

"You know, a stranger knew something you didn't know," he answered continuing eating. He simply smiled, too bad I can't tell you that I love you already. In just a few days.

"Where did you get that?" James questioned.

"I won it." She smiled.

"Here?"

"Yes."

Now they just had to wait for Lucie and Jesse to show up.

Chapter 20: I'll take care of you everyday- Thomastair

Thomas sat in his bed coughing as covering her mouth. He let out a frustrated groan, in that moment he regretted ever going outside at night. But he needed to go after Matthew to make sure he was going to be okay. He couldn't have just allowed him to go by himself. Before he knew it, rain poured in anger and didn't want to stop until he made his way back home. He was fuming. Why did it only end when he made it home. Thomas was bored out of his mind. Even when he was a child, he hated to be sick, hated when everyone was around him like he was going to die.

He waited, and waited and waited but nothing happened. He felt like he was coughing his lungs out as he couldn't stop coughing out. He looked at the door which revealed his dad and Alastair .

"Look who, came to visit you." Gideon  allowed Alastair  to enter, smiling from ear to ear.

"Hey," Alastair said.

Gideon turned to Thomas," He came all the way from his house to keep you company. I like him Thomas."

"Dad." Thomas whined." We're together. "

"I'm just saying. He's good. Sophie likes him aswell. Take care Alastair, I'm going to pick Sophie up."

Thomas rolled his eyes smiling at his boyfriend," not that I'm complaining or anything but why did you came knowing I'm sick?"

"Can't I visit you?" He questioned.

"Of course you can but I'm sick." Thomas violently coughed.

Alastair sat to him," And? I know you hate to be taken care off, but I decided that I'll came and keep you company. I brought, something so we can watch the movie you wanted watch for a while."

Thomas picked up a box and opening revealing trifle. "Alastair, how?"

"I baked with the help of my mum, I knew you liked them and it would lift up your mood."

"Alastair , you didn't have to."

Alastair  smiled," I wanted to and I love you."

"Well let's watch it."

Alastair leaned his head on Thomas as Alastair picked up the remote turning on Netflix, they both watched it careful. Half through the movie Thomas fell asleep with Alastair.

In the end, Alastair got sick making the roles reverse.

Chapter 21: Friendships

Notes:

Sorry this is literally not in February but I'm going to have my practice exams meaning i have to focus
Hope u enjoy

Matthew threw staff into his duffle bag as he zipped it up. He got messages his kit and Thomas about them finishing packing but none from James.

He clicked his number and dang.

Hello?

Are you finished packing?

For what?

James the trip!!!!

Didn't you say it's for your best friends

What do you mean? You are my best friend

Since when?

The moment I didn't leave you alone in School, duh

Flashback

Matthew kept walking around the school, he wasn't planning on going. He just wasn't. One hour in misery, no way. He walked towards the office trying to get them to call any of his parents to pick him up, when he heard them talking about a new student.

"Yes, unfortunately Christopher is off sick James." The office lady spoke with sympathy.

"I can show him around." Matthew volunteered.

"Matthew, that would be great. Thank you."

James walked up to Matthew. He had black hair with pale skin and gold eyes." Matthew he has the same schedule as you. Thank you so much."

James narrowed his eyes as he looked at him," Why did you volunteer?"

Matthew was taken back by anger," Because I'm friends with Thomas and Christopher. My parents are good friends with the Lightwoods."

"I'm cousins with Christopher." He stated.

"Come on, it could be a great start off friendship. Matthew and James-"

James cut him off immediately," I don't need friendships. I'm fine with my books." He walked away.

Matthew followed him," I love book, Oscar Wild especially."

James stopped," Can you just show me my class and leave me alone?"

Matthew placed his hand on his chin," Let me think about. Yes I can show you, your class. Can I leave you alone? No."

With that they made their way to the class, with Matthew not leaving him

End of flashback

Remember? I would litteraly follow you around until you came and finally say with us.

Flashback

"Fine." Matthew quickly grabbed James and pulled outside to their little corner by a big oak tree.

"Guys look who finally joined us." Matthew's signature I told you look.

"Hullo James." Kit greeted.

"Nice to meet you." Thomas welcomed with a warm smile.

"Hi." He waved awkwardly.

Matthew pulled James to it on the blue blanket. He handed James one of the sandwiches as he gladly took it biting in to it.

"This is so good." James admitted," What's in it?"

Thomas shurrged," My mum makes them, she doesn't say what's it saying, it's a secret."

James hummed," Well you got to tell her they're amazing."

Thomas laughed," I will."

"Kit." Matthew said, wo which kit jumped." Are you listening?"

"Um yes, no." Kit was writing something," I just had a idea about the thing I'm working on. Maybe the whole amount of stuff was wrong."

James face went blank for a moment having no idea what was spoken." What?"

"I'm working on a project, I can't seem to get the right thing because they always end up blowing up." He explained.

"Maybe it's the order." He suggested.

Kit hummed," Maybe. Maybe."

End of flashback

Jamie you are coming if you don't. I'll have to get you by force

Literally I'm reading an interesting book

Well pack it and move

Fine fine

Matthew smiled to himself as he went outside and packed it in the trunk of his car. Matthew drove away towards the Herondale, right before Matthew stopped waiting for James.

"Matthew." He looked up to see Will Herondale," I see you manged to convince James to go on the trip with you."

Matthew saw James behind," Of course I did, I don't leave my friends behind. We're going on a small road trip. We plan to be back by the end of week."

"I certainly hope. You never seem to hang out at your own homes." Will crossed his arms.

"Dad." James covered his hand.

"What ever do you mean?" Matthew pretended he didn't know.

"Always, at least one of you stay here." He explained.

"Oh I know and I'm so-"

"Don't you dare apologise, me and Jem always hang around together. When I look at both of you I see myself." Will smiled.

"Okay dad, we'll go now." James waved off.

As soon as Matthew drove away James sighed." You didn't want to came did you?"

James smiled," I'm happy, even if I wanted to stay, I would. Since we're best friends right."

When Matthew arrived infront of Thomas's house, he ran out throwing his bag into the back and opened the door.

Gideon ran after him," I swear this kid."

Sophie walked behind him," Don't worry, he's just glad to finally go somewhere."

He threw his hand," He always goes!"

Christopher said goodbye to Cecily and Gabriel as he came to the car together." Bye. Remember to not do anything illegal."

Thomas laughed," If they knew."

Matthew joined in," Of course we won't do anything illegal, why would we."

"So where to first?" Christopher asked.

"Where do you think?"

Chapter 22: Rooftops- Blackdale

Lucie climbed up the stairs, the roof was on of her favourite places in the whole house. The place was filled with flowers, the view from it was breathtaking.

When she got to top she quickly made her one to one of the benches that were placed there, however, there was someone there. Jesse. Lucie never really paid any attention to the boy. She knew that something was there, but ignored it. She moved towards the bench and sat down smiling.

"What are you doing here?"

"Just sitting, I can go if you want." He suggested.

"No" She quickly said," it's nice to have somebody around.

Jesse smiled," You know, I heard you want to be a writer."

"From who?" She couldn't help but ask.

"Doesn't matter but I have a friend who is a publisher, I could always say a good word about you."

"You would?" Lucie asked shocked.

"Of course." Jesse shurrged as if it wasn't a bug deal." But I would love to read it first."

"Oh I mean it's a fantasy." Lucie felt her cheeks became warm," Like, um you know R.K Sliver?"

Jesse eyes widen," You joking? Of course that's the best author ever."

"I know right."

That's how it all started. Meeting on the rooftop, with the weather freezing cold. The love of the same author, knowing that love does exist and came in the least expected places and time. All you have to do is have faith.

Chapter 23

Notes:

... means flashback

...flashback..

Alastair was walking with Cordeila through the crowed forest that was filled with trees. Cordeila wasn't even by his side, she thought Alastair haven't noticed her sneaking close to him. Alastair knew what he was about to do was cruel but, he quickly turned around grabbing her by her arms and pulling towards the ground.

"Ow." She complained." How did you knew?"

"That you were following me?" Alastair asked." I knew it from the moment we walked outside. I allowed you think so."

"Rude." She cut him off guard the moment he quickly looked away. Turning Alastair around and pinning him to the ground," Who is laughing now?"

"Oh really?" They contained to roll each other over as their clothes became dirty and rolled off to the lake.

Alastair groaned as he quickly got out." I'm all wet now."

Cordeila laughed," Oh no, your beautiful clothes are all ruined." She faked her sadness.

"This ain't funny layla."

"Oh yes it is."

They quickly made their into the house, Sona saw the state of them and gasped," What happened to you both of you?"

"We were just messing around." He explained. Tried to explain.

"Go take a shower, both of you."

After the shower Alastair walked into his room, looking under the bed. Luckily she wasn't there.

"BOO." Cordeila jumped out of the wardrobe when Alastair turns around.

"Aaahh." Alastair screamed." LAYLA."

Cordeila ran out the room downstairs with Alastair ranning behind her

....end of flashback...

However, that was a long time. That was when Alastair didn't lock himself away from everyone. Before he was the perfect role model for Cordeila, when Alastair did everything in his power to please their mother and the last of their reputation. She just wanted her brother back, the brother she knew and loved. He became what she couldn't know him anymore.

Alastair was in their training room talking over the phone with, his probably the university he 'wanted' to go. "Yes, I'll send the documents as soon as I finish them." He placed the phone in bus pocket.

"Al." She called out like she use to.

"Yeah," He spoke without looking up.

She walked up to him," Why are you going there? I know you don't want to go, especially because of what you have with Thomas. You keep lying about what you want. You are litteraly destorying your life. We both know you don't want to be a lawyer so why travel across England?"

Alastair looked at her," Destorying my life? You think I don't know? I'm doing it for the family and the last bit of dignity we have left!" He shouted at her walking towards her.

Cordeila was taken as she hit the wall," Why? I mean, I know why, but why do you have to?"

Alastair turned away in anger,"Who else will? Mum? You? I have to be the perfect son, nothing less."

"You know you're 22 and I'm 20. Besides the engagement between me and James will repair the reputation if that's what your worried about." Cordeila suggested.

Alastair shook his head," It doesn't matter. What's done is done."

She hit the inside of her cheek smiling as an idea came to her," How about if I win in sword fighting, you are not going anywhere and stay here, with Thomas."

Alastair raised his eyebrow at her," and if I win?"

"I'm not gonna question anything you will do."

Alastair grabbed the sword," It's not fair as I don't fight with them. And I don't think the deal if fair."

"Well, you can fight with spears but anyways whatever you want." Taking her sword of the wall.

"Fine."

They both began to fight ea h other, Cordeila kept hitting his sword as she kept walking trying to get Alastair to back up against the wall. When she succeeded Alastair held the sword before he as Cordeila sword was against it.

"Giving up?" She smirked.

"No way." Using his strength to push her away.

They continued to fight as using the whole room to their advantage. After 1 hour of either of them giving up, you could see both of them start to became tired, however she was determined to not fail. Both of their swords where held against each other. She looked down, remembering one trick he use to use against her, swinging her leg behind Alastair tripping him over. She quickly placed the sword against his chest.

"Remember, you have to be unpredictable. Attack in moment when they wouldn't think."

"I win."

Alastair smiled," The trick I used. Smart move. I gusse I'm not going."

Cordeila laughed in relief as she hugged him," I'm glad."

Chapter 24: Gestures- thomastair

Thomas was sitting down with the Merry Thieves, trying to find a way of winning Alastair back. Thomas had a pile of sheets stacked with multiple versions of sorry. He had ideas of what he could say and do.

"Don't you think if you showed up at his work it would work?" Kit looked up.

Thomas sighed," I wish. But I think it wouldn’t. I promised not to hide him and I did, in the worst way possible."

Kit set a weak smile," Sometime doing less is doing a more."

"You're right." Matthew agreed." Buy him flowers."

James nodded in agreement. Thomas at first didn't want to do it, thinking Alastair deserved more, a lot with everything that happened to him in the past and how he was treated. But he couldn't help but think, maybe they're right, maybe he did need to do less and not over think the whole thing. Thomas finally agrees with them on the idea of doing little. He was thinking of cooking a nice meal, inviting him to his apartment and watching a movie. Nice simple.

He drove to Alastair's office, he leaned against the car waiting for him. The moment he sees Alastair walking, he straights up and takes the flowers hiding them behind his back. Alastair walks towards him.

"What are you doing here?" Alastair hisses in a loud whisper.

Thomas shows the beautiful bouquet of roses. Not a big one, not a small one. Alastair's eyes widen at the sight of the, he takes them into his hand and looks at Thomas, almost questioning it he really means it. Thomas tries to study all the emotions that are showing on Alastairs face, but he can't. He wishes he could know Alastair like an open book but he can't. Alastair closed of his emotions, Thomas only he happiness, sadness and anger. Alastair wrapped his arms around Thomas's neck pulling him closer.

"I missed you." His breath brushing against Alastair's neck. "I'm truly sorry."

"I'm sorry for forcing you."

"Come to my apartment?" Thomas asked brushing his hair. He felt Alastair nod his head.

The drive was silence. It was comfortable, Alastair leaning his head against the window. The radio playing slow and steady songs. Weather was dark, lights shined brightly as the air was warm.

"Are you okay?" He asked out of the corner of his eyes." You're face is scrunched up."

Alastair reached for his hand," Had a bad day but it's fine with you by my side."

Thomas parked in the drive way, both of them walked inside the house, immediately being welcomed by the warm air inside. Warmer than the outisde weather. Thomas led him towards the dinning table sitting him down.

"I made us a dinner." Thomas said.

Alastair grabbed his face, bringing him closer," You thought of everything didn't you?" Leaning their foreheads together.

Thomas placed a kiss on his head," you deserve everything."

"We deserve everything. I love you."

"I love you more." Thomas brought their lips together in a passionate kiss.

Chapter 25: Games- thomastair

Notes:

I worte this at night instead of sleeping. I have off and can rest from exams but I hope u enjoy this

Alastair sat down paughed with his head leaned on Thomas legs. The warm fire burning in the chimney as it heat flew in the spring air. The windy wind continued to harshly hit the trees as Alastair sighed as Thomas' fingers played with his raven hair.

"Are you okay?" Alastair questioned.

"Yes, why?" Thomas responded.

"just checking." The Persian boy answered as the other one reassured him.

"Can you continue the story?"

"Sure."

Alastair sip on the hot chocolate they were drinking as the brunette fell back into sharing the story about work as they laughed together. The night carried on as they sharing stories, jokes and even gossiped on everything that happened that day. The rain was hitting their windows as it didn't bother none of the two.

"What are you thinking about?" His boyfriend's voice brought him back from his thoughts.

"Just how much I love you." Alastair replied.

"I love you too but I know you're lying."

The Persian gasped," are you calling me a liar?" That's nodded." Rude." He quickly grabbed the pillow next to him, hitting it against Thomas.

"Oh no you didn't." With that the pillow fight started.

The ran around the living room, chasing each other as they continued to hit each other. "I always thought with the merry thieves so you won't win." He called out, when Alastair was walking backwards he wrapped his arms around the shorter boy's waist and brought him on the wooden floor.

"No fair."

Thomas captured his lips as he held him in his arms. Alastair hands found their way into the taller boy's shirt hair as he deepened the kiss. After a while they found themselves gasping for air.

"Damn you Thomas." Which earned a smirk from him.

"Te amo Alastair." Thomas smiled brightly at him

"yo también te amo Thomas." He smiled back," how about we build a pillow fort."

"You get the blankets and I'll start."

Chapter 26: Letters- jordelia

Cordeila rushed down the stairs, when she saw the mailman walk to her house. She was waiting for her new package, when she recognised hand written address. She instantly knew who's it was. She walked up the stairs and sat in her bed opening it.

Dear Daisy,

As you spoke to me, i heard something interesting. You told me that you have never received a letter. A love letter to be exact. So I decided to change that, so originally I planned for this to a short but yet sweet letter.

I'm writing to tell you that the road trip was.... Chaotic. Being joined by Matthew who is wild and carefree is a full time job.

We went to a party which was thrown by Christopher's sister, Anna. It was a house party and the first thing I saw were daises, I was hit with all the memories of you that filled my head. The first time we met, our first date. Everything. Flashback is you want to call it.

Anyways back to the party, Matthew got drunk, meaning me, Thomas and Kit had to drag him out of their. Side notes- we rented a mini bus for the trip because there were many of us aka merry Thieves, Anna, Kamala and Eugenia. And Matthew let this bartender named Claude, he wanted to get him on the bus because in Mathew quoted 'Claude is hot' and it was funny however Claude was on working hours. Meaning he couldn't leave, Matthew was so upset that said I'm staying waiting for Claude.

Don't worry we didn't leave him.

However the whole trip Matthew was upset until he realised that we were coming back to London. So, a win win.

But I couldn't help but think of you, the way your red hair shined brightly against the sun during the time you sat down in the grass reading Layla and Majnun by Nizami Ganjavi.

I still believe that is why Alastair and your mum call you Layla. I don't care how many times he will denie it!

However I can't wait until get to kiss your lips again. Probably when you get this letter it will be only one day left until the trip is done. Call me when you get this.

Love you forever, my love
James

Chapter 27: Help me- thomastair

Summary:

Tw- Charles. (I don't think I mentioned any toxic relationship, Charles is just named as an ex.)

Notes:

This was a double update so check letter for fans of jordelia

Oh no. What is he doing here out of all the possible people. Alastair looked around, trying to think of a way to disappear from this place. God damn it. He entered, as Alastair ducked quickly out of the frame. Charles passed him going to order whatever he was planning to.

Thomas.

Okay, the only possible person that he knows and he used to go out with some guy from what Kamala told him from Eugenia. He walked towards, not knowing how to approach this.

"Hey." Alastair greeted.

Thomas looked up from his phone," Alastair, nice to see you."

"Hi, I know this might sound weird but I need your help." Alastair didn't care if he seemed desperate at this point," Could you pretend to be on a date with me?"

"Is your ex here?"

"Yeah. Please." He begged.

Thomas wrapped his arm around Alastair's shoulders bringing him closer. "Sure." Alastair didn't know why, but he didn't flinch like he would always. It was like Thomas brought him an unknown comfort.

"Alastair." He heard the voice he wished, he could forget. The same ginger hair, he once loved.

"Charles." Alastair hoped he didn't sound as bitter as he thought he did." Thomas?"

"Nice to see you." He couldn't help but wonder if he greeted everyone like this.

"You know each other." He asked.

"Yes. He's my brother friend, and our parents are friends."

Charles seemed to ignore what Thomas said as he turned straight towards Alastair," What are you both doing together?"

Thomas smirked," We're on a date?" He turned towards Alastair smiling.

"Wha-Whatever." He quickly turned and walked away.

Alastair let out the breath he didn't know he was holding. Thomas removed his hand, Alastair could only see, what he assumed was awkwardly.

"So, Charles is your ex?" Thomas rubbed the back of his neck.

"Yes, that was year ago." Alastair admitted," Still weird. I don't talk about him. How could I ever thank you?"

Thomas smiled nervously," By going on a real date with me. I mean you don't have to-"

"Yes, I'll take you out on the date, honestly I wanted to. You smile a lot don't you?"

"Yes. Everyone say I do that a lot."

"It suits you." Alastair complemented him," How about now?"

"Where to?"

"Follow me." Alastair grabbed Thomas's hand and lead him out the cafe.

Notes:

Kudos and comment appropriated
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