bumblebeesrock

   It was one in the morning and Clary was sitting on Jace's bed, drawing in her sketch pad. Jace was in the shower. Isabelle was sleeping, Alec was marking a new dagger in the weapons room and she didn't even know where Simon was.   "I need to talk to you."   Clary jumped when Jace's voice close behind her. "I hate it when you do that."   "I'm sorry." Jace said.   He had on jeans that rode low on his hips and he had no shirt on, revealing his marked body.   There was a short silence when Clary realized that Jace was waiting for her to speak. "What do you want to talk to me about?" she asked.   He came over to sit on the bed next

Brian was sitting on his sofa with his friend Matt, drinking a couple of beers and reminiscing about great time in high school and stuff when Matt said "Y'know Brian you should try and find someone" getting what Matt was saying he replied "er....yer", then there was a bang "Hey Brian did you hear that?", "Hear what?" Brian asked, "Oh nothing must have just been hearing stuff", they continued talking again before there was another bang, "Thats it, i heard it and i know you did too!", Brian pleaded Matt not to go, but Matt ignored Brian's pleas and headed straight for where the sounds were coming from - the basement. Matt walked down the stairs

 I can't stand it; it's bad enough that I have to deal with loving him and therefore being forced into resisting temptation every day, but now I have to watch him make-out with my older brother. I hate it, hate my feelings for him, hate how he's my best friend, and hate how he kisses Gerard on stage and I hate how beautiful he is. I hate that I can never tell him how I feel. And now I have to watch as he and my brother grope and kiss and fondle each other on stage. Does God really hate me this much? Apparently he does; because now Frankie has to take his shirt off. I can understand why he does it, it's hot as hell here on stage, but now