Clary longed to be with him. The way he used to be. Little did she know, Jace longed the same thing.
Clary and Jace were inseparable until his parents died. He changed, and Clary couldn't stop him. But it's been three years since his parents died, and Jace and Clary were stuck together for the majority of the summer. Will their feelings for each other change? Or will they fight to no end?
Chapter 1: Gravity
Clary Fray was six when she met Jace Lightwood. He was Jace Herondale at the time. She was sitting alone on the playground when Jace came up to her and played with her. They always made each other feel better. When Jace's first girlfriend broke his heart when they were thirteen, Clary helped him through it. He bought Clary a locket to thank her. It was a heart with emeralds that matched her eyes forming a "J" on the front. Inscribed on the back were the words,
Clary had never hugged him so hard. She inserted a picture of the two of them and strung it around her neck, close to her heart, where she never took It off. They were best friends, inseparable. Well, until his parents died.
Fourteen year old Jace was sitting in his room when the police officer came and told him the news. His parents had died in a car crash. The police officer drove Jace to Clary's house where Jocelyn opened the door and took Jace into her arms. But Jace never hugged back. When Clary ran to him with tears streaming down her face, he collapsed into her small arms, and they fell to the floor, weeping.
Clary tried all she could to make Jace feel better. Jace stayed in her room at night, where they would talk until the sun came up. Jace started to feel a bit better, but he kept taking his anger out on Clary, but she didn't mind.
But when the Lightwoods adopted Jace, Clary only got to see him at school. He had turned into a player, without Clary's counseling. They still were best friends, but Jace changed. He had a new girl every other day, breaking their hearts. Clary tried pleading with him to stop, claiming it wasn't him. But he just yelled at her, saying how she was useless, and never to talk to him again. When Jace stormed away, leaving a heartbroken Clary with tears in her emerald eyes, Clary realized that she loved him.
They never spoke again, except for Jace snapping ride comments at her. Clary started hanging out with Jace's adopted sister, Isabelle, and her best friend Simon more and Jace hung it with the popular people. Clary avoided going to Isabelle's house as much as possible, and only going when Jace was not in.
There wasn't a day when Clary didn't think about Jace. How he changed. How she missed him. When she couldn't go to sleep, she thought about the good times with Jace. That relaxed her even though she knew Jace was too far gone. Clary longed to be with him. The way he used to be.
Little did she know, that Jace longed the same thing.
When Jace saw the little girl with flaming red hair and green eyes sitting alone on the swing set, he left Alec Lightwood to go sit with her. They talked and ran around until they both collapsed. They were best friends, and Jace didn't want to change anything.
But when his parents died, it was like he fell into a black hole. His heart was aching, but Clary helped him get through most of the pain. Most of it.
He didn't get to see her often when he moved in with the Lightwoods. He started getting moody and using girls. Breaking their hearts. Clary's counseling had kept him sane, but now he couldn't keep his anger maintained. Clary confronted him and begged him to change his ways. Jace had yelled at her and stalked away, regretting his words from the moment he turned his back on her.
He still lay in bed at night, thinking about why he did that. Why he lost the one thing in his life that rooted him to the ground. His gravity. He tried to get distracted, but all of the girls he hooked up with reminded him of Clary, and how he threw her away. Just like he threw those girls away. And it didn't help hat he was always listening to one song, with the verse running through his head every second.
"Set me free, leave me be.
I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity.
Here I am and I stand so tall, just the way I'm supposed to be.
But you're on to me and all over me.
"I live here on my knees as I try to make you see
That you're everything I think I need here on the ground.
But you're neither friend nor foe though I can't seem to let you go.
The one thing that I still know is that you're keeping me down.
You're keeping me down, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You're on to me, on to me, and all over.
Something always brings me back to you.
It never takes too long."