Helpless (Lams AU)

Chapter Seven: Everything Gets Better

Angelica's P.O.V.
It had been three months since I left the hospital. Which meant I was four months into my senior year. I hadn't told anyone about Thomas. "Our little secret, babe," He'd remind me constantly. I was supposed to go to lunch with Eliza, Peggy, Herc, Laf, Alex, and John today. I didn't really feel like it though. Oh, well, I said I would.

"Hey," John greeted my sisters and I as we walked into the Taco Bell. Seeing all the boys in jeans and t-shirts, I felt a bit overdressed. I looked to Peggy and Eliza, noticing they felt the same way. Peggy had a beautiful yellow dress on covered in lace. Eliza had a ruffly, blue robe dress. I was dressed less formally than both of them, but still overdressed in a pink, fitted sweater dress.

"Hi," Eliza replied, taking a seat. Peggy and I followed. I was sat across from Laf, who was looking at Herc lovingly.

"So, Angelica, how's it been?" All of us hadn't been together very often since I got out, and I hadn't seen Herc in a long while. I was prepared for questions like these, but I was still taken aback. I had been out so long. My friends needed to calm down.

"It's been... um, it's been good. It's been alright, yeah. What about for you? How's it been?" It wasn't easy to make conversation after I got back. All anyone wanted to talk about was the transition. I didn't know anything that was happening in my friends' lives- they all wanted to hear about me. I did usually enjoy attention, but I loathed this kind. And I seemed to get a lot of it.

"It's been great. Did you hear that Herc got a very special audition?" Where would I hear that? No one wanted to tell me anything. Except Thomas, but all he wanted to tell me was- well, not good things.

"I did not. Herc, that's amazing! What is it for?" I was happy for Herc after I got over not hearing about it sooner. He got a ridiculous smile on his face. He was happy. That was good. My friends were finally happy again.

"Project Runway! I made it to the final round of auditions!" He squealed like a child on Christmas morning, using theatrical hand motions for dramatic affect. My sisters and I all praised him for a while, but John and Herc already knew. Once we exhausted all conversation about Herc's amazing news, the spotlight was put on Eliza and her new internship at a hospital. I was very happy for my sister.

"-and I may even get college credits for it!" Eliza finished raving about how much she was having.

"That's great! I hate to put the attention back on myself, but as you all know, Project Runway requires models..." Herc looked directly at me when he said this.

"One of their models," He continued, "has been part of a certain celebrity scandal and has been fired. They're hosting an open call for a new one, and, Angelica, your acting career would sky-rocket if you just-" I wasn't a model. I was an actress. But a TV
job was a TV job...

"Fine," I sighed, "I'll try out for the dumb show with you." The whole table cheered. If I was going to be a model, I was not going to eat Taco Bell. I'd have a salad or something when I got home. Then again, I probably wouldn't make it. But it was better safe than sorry. I hid what I hadn't eaten with napkins and threw it away.

"You two and Eliza aren't the only ones with good news," John told us, "One of my paintings sold. For for $4,000. I know it's not much, but it's a start and-" We all embraced him a hug.

"That's amazing!" I squealed.

"I'm so proud of you, babe," Alex smiled, near tears of joy. They had a long kiss before Alex reminded him how proud he was once more. I wanted that with Thomas. It seemed all I got from him was occasional pats on the tummy- if I had lost enough weight- and slaps to various body parts. He wasn't very affectionate. But, right now was time to be happy for my friends and for myself. I had callbacks from a previous audition, and a whole new audition for the most famous fashion show! And it seemed ever member of the crew was succeeding in what they set out to do.

"Guys, I'm proud of all of us," Eliza said. I couldn't have said it better myself. I was happy with all of our accomplishments. I was... I was happy. Thomas wouldn't like this. But who cares what Thomas liked? I was fucking HAPPY. He could suck Madison's microdick for all I cared! I was happy!

"Me too!" Peggy squeaked. Everyone looked so glow-ish. Better somehow. I wasn't even upset that we got kicked out of the Taco Bell for screaming so much. We were excited. We couldn't help it.

"That was not a nice employee!" Alex pouted as we walked out. He crossed his arms and stuck out his lower lip, causing our crew to emerge into laughter.

"In France, an employee spat on my food when I asked why it wasn't cooked and said, 'There. Now it's boiled.'" We laughed harder at that. Our giggles didn't cease until Eliza spoke.

"Shit!" No one laughed at that but me. We were out in public, and everyone heard. It reminded of the time she started dropping f-bombs in church when she was four years old.

"Shit is right! Look at the back of your dress!" Peggy pointed. We all stared. There was taco meat, ground beef, all over her ass.

"I know! Ugh, damn it. I don't have any other clothes with me!" She whined. Seeing Eliza so distressed reminded me off all of my worries, but there wasn't much time for me to be upset right now.

"Mommy," A little kid said, pointing at Eliza, "That lady forgot her pull-up today." None of us could help it. All of us burst into laughter again, except for Eliza, who did not seem amused at all.

"Guys," She started tearing up, "It's not funny! This is humiliating!" She was crying. I pulled her into a hug, suppressing all my giggles. I could laugh later, when I was alone and needed cheering up.

"Aw, it'll be okay. Let's go home. We can all put on our pajamas and watch crappy movies," I suggested. She nodded and let me guide her into the car. Once the car, the dress, and Eliza were clean, we joined the rest of the crew watching Suicide Squad. Then Eliza started laughing hysterically.

"Guys," She breathed to calm down, but her smile didn't fade, "It was pretty funny."

Alex P.O.V.
Eliza had a bit of an ~accident~, which was good for me. Well, no. I wasn't happy Eliza was embarrassed. I was happy that it meant there were less people crowded around John and I. I loved my friends, but I hadn't had enough boyfriend time lately. And I needed it badly.

"Hey," I slid over to John's side of the couch, taking a moment to appreciate how evenly distributed his freckles were. Damn.

"Hey?" John was clearly confused by how smooth I was. What could I say? I was just reliable with the gentlemen.

"Would you like to..." Pause for suspense, "do the kissing?" Then I wiggled my tongue for drama. He laughed. I was doing great. I was the second best boyfriend in the world (the first being John). I should teach a class on being a boyfriend because I was so damn good at it.

"I think I would," John agreed, pulling me closer for a long, romantic kiss.

"That was sexy!" I declared.

"You're sexy!" He told me. So I kissed him again.

"We're back, bitches!" Angelica screamed, bringing Eliza behind her. They joined our cuddle puddle. I think at some point I fell asleep, but hey, I was happy.

(A/N): I realized this is a Lams story, not all Hamilton, so I threw in a little Lams for this chapter. It was mostly just a filler chapter with no real plot. I'm sorry for what I did to Eliza, but otherwise nothing would have happened. See you next update!
~SJ