Rewind (Lams Fanfic)

Part Four

April faded into May as John's life became an endless cycle of studying, eating, sleeping, and studying more as he was thrown head first into final exam season. Occasionally, he made time to watch a movie with Hercules and Marquis or go out to lunch with one of his other friends, but nothing too exciting.

He hadn't seen Hamilton in almost three weeks. It had been three weeks since Alexander was in his apartment during their short interaction, yet John could think of little more. His mind was a shuffle of a playlist that was predominately Alexander and knowledge for finals, among other trivial things.

A little over a week after that day, John came home to find the clothes he lent Alexander sitting neatly folded outside his apartment, with a scrap of notebook paper reading, "I came by to drop these off, but you weren't in, so here. Thanks again. -A. Hamilton" He silently cursed himself for not being home when Alexander had come by, even though he knew there was nothing he could have done. He also cursed himself for not getting the boys number. But, most of all, he cursed himself for becoming so taken with the practical stranger.

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As exams drew to a close, John decided to throw a small party from a handful of friends as a celebration for exams ending and the school year finishing up. As the lively group interacted, John couldn't help but smile to himself at the way his apartment was lit up with the energy of his friends

"Hey, Johnny, what's this?" John was pulled out of a conversation with Hercules and fellow biology major Theodosia Bartow by the voice of Lafayette calling from the kitchen.

"What's what?" John asked, walking over to Lafayette. "Oh, that," John mumbled when he saw the torn piece of notebook paper that was being held up between Lafayette's index and middle finger. "It's nothing," John replied, setting his beer on the counter and lunging for the scrap.

"Not so fast, explain," Lafayette pulled his arm back, dodging John's darting hand, an amused look on his face.

"I helped this guy out, and he said thanks. That's it. Now give it back," John made one more futile attempt for Alexander's note.

"You wouldn't be squirming this much if it was that was it. Now, is the A. Hamilton that wrote this note the same Hamilton from the coffee shop that day?" Lafayette was having fun now, seeing the shorter boy try to jump and grab the paper, which was in Lafayette's hand safely raised into the air, out of John's reach.

"What did I just hear? Does little John have a special someone?" Mulligan walked over to the kitchen after hearing the commotion.  If John hadn't been blushing before, he definitely was now.

"No, I don't," John protested.

"Yes, he does," Lafayette teased at the same time, quickly slipping the note to Mulligan. Profanities sped all through John's mind as held the note out and cleared his throat. Here is comes...

"'I came by to drop these off, but you weren't in, so here. Thanks again. -A. Hamilton'" Hercules read from the paper and instantly started laughing. "Hamilton? Your salty law student acquaintance?" he questioned John, who was now pouting with his arms crossed across his chest and his face bright red.

"Yes, that one. You really do have a way words with Herc," John tried to set his face into a angry scowl at his two friends, but was sure he failed miserably when it just made them laugh harder.

"You know, it really wouldn't be a big deal, but based on your reaction it's a obviously a very big deal," Lafayette smirked at John, who rolled his eyes.

"Yo, Burr, come here," Mulligan called out to Aaron Burr, Theodosia's boyfriend and first year law student, who was perched in one of the navy chairs sipping a beer. When Burr arrived in the kitchen, a quizzical, slightly annoyed, look on his face, Hercules continued, "You're studying law right?"