CLARY POV

Now that the tour was over, and we were making our way home, by plane. I was really excited to be in my home again. The tour was fun, especially now that Jace and I have been together. Though, only the band still know. Nobody ever questioned us about any of us being in relationships, and I was oddly fine with that. Though, I am pretty sure, that people know Jace has someone. As he kept taking pictures of me, neck down, saying he loved whatever about me.

I remembered the first time he did it. We were probably a few weeks into the girlfriend-boyfriend relationship. And we were in the back of the bus, making up a few lyrics. I had his shirt on, my favorite shirt that I always wear with shorts. And in the middle of one of our lyrics he took out his phone and took a picture of me. He didn't tell me what he was doing, but smiling to himself.

He turned his phone for me to see what he was doing. He didn't get my head or hair, but some of my body with the caption 'I love it when she wears my shirt' posted on twitter, I smiled at it. He had told me multiple of times that he liked seeing me in his shirts and every time I would just smile. Now, he has made it known to the world that he loved me in it, without saying who I was. Little things like that, whatever I did multiple times, at one point in time he would take a picture of me, without showing my head and posting what he loved. It was cute, though, I didn't want to be that type of couple. The cutesy, annoying couple. Who were too cute, that it made you want to throw up.

Now, going home, were we could be comfortable and more alone. It was always hard to be alone with Jace. It was either I was needed, or he was, or we both were; it was crazy. I couldn't wait to have more free time for him, even if most of it was still us working, because we had to work on our new record. Being on tour, in our free time, all of us were able to write and create most of the songs so we were ahead in that. We were given three months to record, then go back on tour and do some advertising on the cd.

Jace sat next to me on the plane, holding my hand. Leaning my head back, I took comfort in holding his hand. Every little movement from his fingers, would spend hot shocks throughout my body. Always, taking notes, that he was the only one that happened with. I was staring at our hands, his fingers in mine, the way he held it firm but caring. I guess Jace caught me staring at our hands, he brought ours hands up and kissed the top of mine, then smiled. I couldn't help but smile back. I didn't deserve this man, I really didn't. He was too kind, understanding, and loving; though I could really do without his cocky, annoyingly over confident, and overly extended ego.

"Maybe you should meet the Lightwoods. Alec shouldn't be the only one in the family to know you." I tried and failed at raising one of my eyebrows. Jace, guessing the questionable look, sighed and turned towards me the best he could in such a small space.

"Listen, Clary. We've been together for what... two months... and that's officially. We've known each other for almost five, I think it's time you meet the family that took me in. I know all about yours, its time you know about mine."

"But, I do. I know your father, your mother, your life before them. I know your true- blood family."

"They're family too, Clary." I sighed, looking up at him.

"What if they don't like me?" He smiled and kissed my forehead.

"They'll love you. Just like, if I meet your family, they'll love me." I snorted, smirking.

"What makes you so sure, they'll love you, eh? You're the type of guy, a girl's parents, doesn't want you to take home to them." The look on this his face adored. Adoration of me. I sighed and nod.

"Fine, they may LIKE you. Though we'll never find out. So, when do I meet these wonderful people who took you in?" He didn't miss a beat.

"Today, when we land. They're picking Alec and me up. You can meet them then, and ride with us."

"You're parents are picking you up?" I did the best I could to give an 'I don't believe you' look. He leaned over and kissed my nose, then rested his forehead against mine.

"Yeah. It'll be Maryse, Robert, Max, and Isabelle. They'll be dying to meet you, they follow me on Twitter, you know? They messaged me every day, wondering who this mystery girl is." I had to laugh at that, though I was actually surprised that he keep this a secret from his family. A ding heard from above. 'This is your captain speaking, if you may, please on your seatbelt. We're met with some turbulence.' Then quiet followed, I wonder if this will make us late for landing.

I wasn't really comfortable with riding a plane back home, the thought of flying scared me. I've been more scared than anything lately, blaming Jace for the cause. I buckled my seatbelt, and Jace and I relapsed into silence. The plane started shaking, I closed my eyes, imagining being anywhere else but here. I felt Jace's hand tighten around me, as if he was trying to comfort me.

After about ten more minutes of the shaking, it finally stopped, but then we were landing. I let out breath go I didn't even know I was holding. Once the signal came on that we could get off the plane, Jace grabs our bags and walked out. Dan was sending our other bags over by car; because we had too much stuff from what fans had given us he didn't want to pay for the extra luggage.

The whole band walked off chatting about the recording meeting going on next week. Jace had handed me my bag, because he wanted to hold my hand, but at that moment that was when fans ran up to us, welcoming us home and asking us to sign things. We just smiled and sign the shoes, posters, shirts, body parts, and someone even asked me to sign their boxers. I felt uncomfortable with it, but was just the lining, he didn't even have to pull down his pants that much. Which I was thankful for, Jace would've killed him.

After the crowd had slowly started to disappear; Jordan and Simon said they would see us next week. I followed the guys to where, they said the family would be. I stayed slightly behind Jace, but I didn't hold his hand, even though I was itching to do so. I heard the scream before I even looked up.

"JACE! ALEC!" A really tall girl, with black hair and blue eyes, looking just like Alec running up to them and tackled them both in a hug. That must be Isabelle, I thought. They both laughed and the family was even laughing, though a small boy ran to Jace and Jace picked him up. I could see the love Jace had for the boy. The boy was 10 and his name was Max that was as much as I knew. Jace has talked so little about this adopted family, I just know names and ages.

"Hey guys. This is Clary, our new guitarist." Alec motioned to me, and I looked up at them slightly smiling and waved. I guess that was enough for Isabelle, cause she brought me too her to hug me. I hit her with a 'pffted'. Jace and Alec laughed, Alec pulled her off me.

"Damn, Isabelle. We need her for the record and the up and coming tour." He said, smiling at me.

"And I need her, because she's my girlfriend." Jace said, wrapping an arm around me. I smiled up at him, and he smiled down at me.

"OMG! JACE WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL US THAT SHE IS SO PRETTY!" Isabelle said. Well, I guess that crushed all the horrible thoughts about them not liking me. Max seem questionable though. I could hear Jace chuckle, placing Max down.

"Well, I would've used beautiful." He reached for my hand, and I knew I was being really quiet, I had to say something.

"It's nice meeting all of you. I've heard good things about you." They all nod, and his parents looked from me to Jace then back to me.

"Well, we better get home." Maryse said inclining her head to the door. We all nod and made our way to the door. Apparently, they had two cars to Isabelle drove Alec's car here, they let us use that one why Isabelle, Max, and the parents went into the other car. Alec drove to their house, and I haven't even been here. And now I feel stupid and a loser because their house was huge and beautiful compared to my apartment.

Though I didn't say so to Jace, that I was now embarrassed about my things. It seems that he has had everything since he was brought into this family. Then that made me even more sad about my life and jealous about his. Their house looked like an old church, but redone. The Lightwoods didn't take living large lightly. When we got inside, it pretty much looked like everyone else house just expensive, though there was way more bedrooms and the kitchen/living room was like two in one. What I would do to live in a place it this.

Jace had taken my bag and put it in his room, and we meet the family in the kitchen catching up with Alec. Jace and I took the bar stools next to Alec.

"So, Clary. How'd you like the tour life, with my brothers?" Isabelle asked, placing a plate full of food at me. It was a bunch of fruit, pancakes, and even bacon. I picked at the fruit.

"It's okay. I mean, being able to travel all over the states, meeting people who love the music, and just be able to listen to their stories and what they been through. Then being on that stage practically every night, was the most freeing thing ever." She raised her gave me a questionable look at me.

"You were on tour, with guys for four months. And it was okay? Shouldn't the testosterone get to you?" I laughed and shook my head.

"Surprisingly not. Just put it this way; would you hate it with the guys couldn't their eyes off you?" I turned to see Jace glare at me, but I smiled up at them and kissed his cheek which seemed to make him happier.

"But still... All those guys?"

"And still, they're shirtless." She laughed and took a bite of bacon.

"Fine." I took ate all the fruit off my plate, and pushed my plate away not really in the mood of eating anything. Since it was almost three in the morning I was tired. I knew that Jace was.

"So, we're going to bed." Jace said, placing his hands on my waist and walked me to his room. I started to yawn uncontrollably. I didn't want to sleep, but my mind said it did. After replacing my clothes with Jace's shirt we fell asleep.

I woke up to jumping on the bed, I peeled open my eyes to see that Max was the one jumping on it. Jace started to groan but sat up and looked at the boy.

"What Max?"

"Mom said to wake you guys up. You've slept most of the day, I've even been to and back from school." Ugh, that means it's at least four in the afternoon. I sat up, and threw the covers off walking into Jace's conjoining bathroom. Splashing my face with water, then looking into the mirror to see bags under my eyes. I've hardly had enough sleep while being on tour, not including Jace and I's little make out sessions every night. Maybe I should sleep in my apartment by myself for a while. I walked out and Jace was dressed with the bed made and Max was sitting on the bed reading a Naruto book.

I walked over to him, and sat down next to him. "You like Naruto?" He nods but didn't look up.

"I have some at my place, I don't know if you have read them. But they're pack from my childhood in a box. Do you want them? I have no use for them." I shrug, but Max looked at me like I was a goddess that just gave him immortality.

"REALLY!" I smiled and nod, he looked like he would die of happiness.

"Yeah, next time I see Jace or Alec or when I come over I'll bring the books. Okay?" He nods smiling and went back to reading. I found my shorts on the floor next to my side of the bed, so I put those back on and put my hair up in a ponytail, before following Max and Jace out.

"Nice to see you up, Jace. Alec went out, Isabelle went out, and I need you to clean the pool." They have a pool? Great! Add that to another thing to be jealous about. Though, it was becoming winter why would that need to clean the pool? Shouldn't they empty it.

"Sure thing. Max, do you want to help?" Max nods and runs away, where I am assuming to his room to change. Maryse nods, and turns and starts cleaning at nothing. I guess just to clean.

"Babe. I'll give you a tour, while we wait for Max." I nod and he placed his right hand around my waist and walked me around the church. Which was way bigger than it looked from the outside; they had things from extra bedrooms to rec room to music room to workout room to the indoor pool. This had me understand why they needed to clean it. It wasn't filled with dirt or anything, maybe the pool activities needed to get out and the area around the pool needed to be clean, but the pool itself didn't look like it needed cleaning.

Max met us in the indoor pool area and they both put on goggles and Jace took off his shirt, leaving his jeans on. They jumped into the pool and used brushes to clean the sides of them. I sat on one of the chairs and watched them clean the pool inside and out.

When Jace had to come out of the pool, the water added weight to them bringing them down further off his hips. I was so sure that if he added a phone in his pockets that even with so little weight his pants would fall all the way off they were so low on him. He didn't seem to mind though, even though I knew he knew I was watching him.

An hour or so later, they were finished and it looked spotless. We left and Max went to his room to clean up, Jace did just as much. I waited in the living room, wanting to go home, to get me time. Now, don't get me wrong I love that I saw Jace basically every day. But a girl needs a day to herself, right?

Plus, the more I was here, the more I was jealous of him I got. I have a one bedroom apartment that I could barely pay for and hardly enough things to fill it with. Even the kitchen had so little food, these people seem like they ate like kings every night. I didn't like the jealously I felt right now, even though I know I shouldn't be jealous about what place they lived in. Though, I longed for the day to live here, or even have a family like Jace did.

Jace jumped over the back of the couch, landing next to me, scaring me.

"Sorry, babe. Didn't mean to scare you."

"No, it's okay. I was just in Clary's world." He nods and turns to me.

"I want to know, all about Clary's world." I smiled, it was sweet he wanted to know what I thought and know what comes and goes in my mind.

"That's sweet, Jace. Though, trust me you don't." He looked at me as to say 'try me' but I didn't dare.

"So Jace. You and your family have a lovely home. But I long for mine." He chuckled and nods, looking back at the TV.

"You can say it Clary. I know. Though, I don't want you going, I know you don't feel comfortable here. You can go, if you want." He said, slide glancing me. I nod but didn't move. He wanted me to leave? No, clary. He says if I want to leave I could, he understands.

"I don't want to be rude."

"Trust me, you're not. Somehow, I knew you would be uncomfortable here. You're not like other girls, they use me because of this wonderful place so I stopped bring them home to sleep with them. Instead we go their houses. I knew you wouldn't use me for the house." Well, be blunt then.

"You're right. I am not comfortable here. But I still don't want to be rude." He chuckled and put his face to mine, noses touching.

"Clary." He pecked my lips, and pulled away, I tried not to pout. "Seriously. I don't want you feeling uncomfortable. I'll drive you home. My family will probably like you better if I tell them you weren't comfortable."

"Uh?" He chuckled again.

"Because you aren't using me for the house."

"Why do you keep saying that? Why do I use you for a house, houses really put but a roof and place to stay to get dry. It doesn't matter what inside."

"Then why are you so uncomfortable?" He raised his eyebrow at me. I shrug, facing the TV. He groan, more like he was frustrated. "Not going to tell me? Uh? Fine." He got up a left. Should I go after him? I mean, he cares right? He just wants to understand. I sighed and ran after him; he was just making it to his room. I slipped in after him, he didn't notice. He sat on the bed, heads in his hands. Mumbling to himself, I walked to him, kneeling and placing my hands on his knees. He didn't move.

"Jace." I breathed, taking his hands off his face. "Its just, this house. It's so amazing, and I can see how much everyone loves each other. I long for that. This house, though, I am uncomfortable, because well. You've really had it all growing up, I had nothing. Even the apartment I am in, barely has anything it in. I can barely afford rent, I hardly ever have food to feed myself. Yet you've had everything, I have nothing."

He sighed and looked up at me, picking me up and placing me in his lap. Placing his head on my shoulder.

"I don't care, if you have nothing. I don't care, if I have everything. I care about you, not what you own. Besides, I like your apartment, its small yet so roomy." I giggled and place my arm over his shoulder.

"I still come from nothing." I mumbled, lightly placing my head on his. He didn't say anything, either he didn't hear me or choose not to. I didn't care.