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*This is extremely short but it's kinda realistic*


Laurens POV

No one is ever going to love me. I just can't help it. I'm unlovable. 

My girlfriend just kicked me out, so now I'm wandering the streets of New York, without anywhere to go. I have $128, not enough for a hotel room, but I still have my phone.

The next thing I know, I'm on the ground, my belongings rolled out around me.

"Oh my I'm so sorry sir I-i was writing on my phone an-and I didn't see you coming." Someone says to me. They grab my arm and pull me up.  

"Oh uh you're fine." I respond, confused. I see the man, he's short, and has a pony tail. He reaches down and picks up my things, putting them back into my bag. I grab it back from him, when he hands it back.

"Hey, maybe we can go out for a coffee sometime? You know as an apology?" He asks. I nod in response. "Can I have your number?"

He gives me a piece of paper and a pen, and I write down my number and name.

"John?" 

"Yeah, but call me Laurens." 

"I'm Alexander. Alexander Hamilton." He walks off again, leaving me by myself.

*Few days later.*

I've been staying in an alley, it has an outlet so I can charge my phone.

*A few more days later.*

He never called.

***

Ik you guys think that alleys don't have outlets but they do in the town where I live and I'm going with that.

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