Hopelessly Devoted-A Modern Hamilton Romance

Five

jlaurensintheplacetobe: hey Maria it's John, we met earlier:)

jlaurensintheplacetobe: you there?

jlaurensintheplacetobe: hello?

jlaurensintheplacetobe: Maria, I'm across the hall from you. I know you're on your phone, now answer me.

jlaurensintheplacetobe: mariaaaaaaa

jlaurensintheplacetobe: it's about Alex.

its-pronounced-mariah: What's wrong?? Is Alex okay??

jlaurensintheplacetobe: he's fine, just wanted to get your attention.

its-pronounced-mariah: I hate you.

jlaurensintheplacetobe: you don't mean that. Look, okay, I need your help. I figured you're the closest person to Hamilton at this point so I need you to ask him something.

its-pronounced-mariah: Anything he'll get mad at me for?

jlaurensintheplacetobe: probably not depending on how you play it

its-pronounced-mariah: Continue.

jlaurensintheplacetobe: I'll take that as a yes. K, I need you to ask him about his past, like what happened, things about his parents. I asked him the wrong thing yesterday and he kicked me out.

its-pronounced-mariah: Why though?

jlaurensintheplacetobe: I'm worried about him, he gets all annoyed and pushy when you ask about his parents and everything

its-pronounced-mariah: Okay, I'll help

jlaurensintheplacetobe: yay! Thank you so much tell me how it goes.

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Alex's POV:

"Maria? Are you here?" I hear being yelled through the small connected dorm. Who else has a key to this place?

"Hello?" I yell from my bed. Yes, it's almost four in the afternoon and I'm still in bed. Don't judge.

"Alex? Can I come in?" The male voice says, at my door.

"One second!!" I say frantically, literally jumping out of my bed and making it, throwing my dirty clothes into the hamper and pulling on a pair of clean pants.

Who sleeps in pants anyways?

"Okay, come in!" I lay casually on the floor with a book that I grabbed from under my bed.

The door creaks open slowly and I see John's brown eyes scanning the room.

He cautiously steps inside and spots me on the floor.

"Why are you reading Common Sense by Thomas Paine?" He asks, eyebrows raised.

"I'm not-" I start to say and then realize that the book I grabbed was, in fact, Common Sense. "Oh, this. I don't know, I got bored."

Laurens giggles that cute laugh of his and sits on the floor next to me. I move to get up to a sitting position but he presses on my back to get me to stay down.

He smiles at my questioning look. What the actual fuck is happening?

John smirks, the first time I've seen him act anything close to sassy, and proceeds to swing one of his legs over my back, straddling my body on the ground.

"John, what are you-" I start but he cuts me off by bringing his hands to my shoulders, rubbing slightly.

He slowly massages my shoulders and I can't help but moan at the stress leaving my body.

All to soon, I feel John getting off of my back. I open my eyes that I didn't realize I had closed and whimper at the loss of contact.

"Chill, I'm just going to turn the lights off." John says softly, laughing lightly.

I smile and close my eyes again. John closes the curtains and turns off the lights, and then is back in his original position on my back, but a little bit lower.

I begin to wonder what got into John that made him do this, but all thoughts are silenced when his hands are placed on my back.

He runs his hands everywhere, my back, my neck, my shoulders, everywhere. His hands release stress from anywhere he touches.

Cold air from the room suddenly spreads across my back, letting me know that he had pulled my shirt up. His hands begin to go lower and lower, until they reach the waistband of my shorts.

I pull my head up slightly, worried about where this is going.

John moves one hand away and pushes my head down. His hands rub around the waistband, never going past it but not moving away.

The interior of my boxers starts to get a little uncomfortable (if you know what I mean;) and I begin to fidget nervously.

"Are you okay with me going lower?" John whispers.

"I'm not sure if you want to, my little problem down there may turn into a bigger problem." I say honestly, looking at him straddling my back.

John blushes and says quietly, obviously nervous, "I could help you with, um, with that."

I instantly realize what's happening and try to bring myself out of the moment.

I want to say yes, God, do I want to say yes. But I can't. I'd end up hurting him.

"I'm sorry John, I can't let you do that." I say.

John looks at me and smiles weakly. "Why, um... why not?"

"It would ruin our friendship that we already have. I'm sorry." I say again.

John gets up and walks toward the door.

"John?"

"It's okay, Alex. I get it," He says without turning around then walks away.

I fucked that up.

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This was a short chapter but it's a double update day just bc I feel like it... Maria's thing will be in the next one heh

Sorry for this chapter lmao it's horrible