Hamilton One-Shots!

Birthday!!!

"ALEX!!! GET UP GET UP GET UP!!!"

"Wah?" I mumble as I shoot up from my peaceful sleep. I blink, trying to clear the blurs from my eyes. Morning. Ugh.

"ALEX GET UP!" John, who is jumping at the feet of my twin size bed, screams.

"John, what are you doing?" I ask, tired. He continues jumping, making me also bounce.

"DO YOU KNOW WHAT DAY TODAY IS?!?!?" He screams. He's still jumping and I'm getting dangerously close to the edge of the bed.

"Uh, gimme a second," I say. What day is today? Did I miss something important?

"HOW DO YOU NOT KNOW WHAT DAY TODAY IS?!?!?" He's still screaming. Why?

"Uh," I say, turning to the calendar across the room, "it's, uh, January eleventh. Is today something important?" I don't think it is. He's still bouncing. I'm literally on the edge of the bed now. I'm most likely going to fall.

"ALEX ITS YOUR BIRTHDAY!!!" He screams, he lands down on the bed, catapulting me off. I let out a shriek as I fall to the floor. John stops bouncing.

"You okay mah smol birthday bean?" He asks, looking over the edge of the bed.

"I'm fine, but-" I begin, but am intercepted by John.

"SO ITS YOUR BIRTHDAY AND IVE PLANNED THE AWESOMEST BIRTHDAY STUFF EVER DO YOU HAVE A BLIND FOLD??"

"What? Why do I need a blind fold?"

"Because it's not important. Do you have one?"

"No..."

"Grab a sweatshirt then,"

"What? Why?"

"Put it on backwards," John says. Soon I am being led from my apartment with a backwards hoodie on. I stumble along behind John for what seems like a while. We really only ran into trouble when he tried to take me down stairs. I fell. He wouldn't let me take the sweatshirt off though. After a bit more of walking and a long drive I found myself on what felt like grass.

"Okay Alex! You can take off your blindfold!" John yells.

"Hoodie," I say, pulling it over my head. I'm greeted by bright light. Very bright light. God, that hurts my eyes. I blink away the sunspots.

We're on a hill and I front of me is all my friends with little party hats on and holding a cake and ice cream. Their all smiling and happy and their all so cute. Mah cinnamon rolls. I can't help but to smile and blush.

"Surprise!" They yell, trying to do so in unison but failing.

"What are you guys doing?" I ask. This was so unexpected.

"It's you're birthday party!" John says, hugging me from behind and resting his head on mine. I push him off, laughing.

"You guys didn't have to do anything," I tell them.

"Yeah, but we wanted to,"

I smile. My friends are great.

"Lets eat some cake,"

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU,
(CHA CHA CHA)
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU,
(CHA CHA CHA)
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALEX,
(CHA CHA CHA)
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!
(CHA CHA CHA)"

"Make a wish! Make a wish!"

I closed my eyes and blew out the candles. I smile as I make my wish.

"What'd ya wish for?" John asks.

"It won't come true if I tell," I say, smiling. He laughs at me, then kisses my forehead.

"Good birthday" he asks.

"Good birthday," I say, kissing his lips.

It's not that great but it's Alex's actual birthday so I felt like I needed to do something birthday related for him. HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALEX!!!
Plus you guys if you have any ideas for one-shots I'm totally open for suggestions,
-Reece