In New York (A Lams Fic)

Chapter 4: In The Eye Of A Hurricane

(Yea yea I know I'm not original but honestly name 1 Hamilton fanfic without the storm chapter. I'll wait. Also thank you, Maddie, for the idea)

Messages:
AndPeggy: Guys! Let's go shopping!
GayTurtle: Peggy we go shopping every week...
AndPeggy: but now we have someone new to shop with! I'll bring Philip and Theo!
Hamilwhore: John, I think it'd be fun. But who're Philip and Theo?
AndPeggy: my friends they're freshman too
HotPants: I'll go.
LaffyTaffy: okay I'll go too
GayTurtle: ok fine I'll go

John PV:
I turned my phone off and rolled out of bed. Alexander was still on his phone.
"C'mon, Alex, Peggy's gonna kill us if we're late."
He groaned and finally got out of bed. He got dressed and wore a pair of black jeans, an off-white t-shirt, and red flannel. He slicked his long, straight, gorgeous hair back into a ponytail. I love when he slicks his hair back. I could tell he didn't sleep much last night. There were dark circles under his eyes. I think he noticed my staring because he looked over at me and did his small dorky smile. I quickly looked down. His smile is so adorable.

Alex PV:
I got dressed and noticed John staring at me. Honestly, I don't mind. What can I say? I just really like him. Once we were dressed we met Peggy, her friends, and Hercules and Laf at the Oak Tree again. We all piled into Herc's minivan. Hercules was driving, Laf was in the passenger seat, John and I were in the middle, and the 3 freshman sat in the back row. It started raining a bit while we were driving to the store. I was just hoping to God that there wouldn't be thunder.
Once we got to the store, everyone was looking in different places, and I wandered off to the left. I was looking at some button up shirts when I first heard the thunder. I closed my eyes and my heart started pounding. When I opened my eyes again, they were filled with tears. There was another loud boom of thunder. I was shaking at this point. I hid behind a bin of shirts and just cried. I was horrified. I needed John's help.
I saw his head peer over me and he reached out his hand. I took it, and he stood me up. There was another loud boom and I collapsed into his chest. He picked me up and carried me into the bathroom.
"Alexander," he said, "what's wrong? Are you afraid of storms?"
"Well kind of..."
He ran his fingers through my hair to calm to down. "What happened?" He said
"When I was 10 my father left. 2 years later my mom died." Tears started to form in my eyes again. "After that I was basically completely alone, all I had was my town. But then when I was 17, a hurricane came and devastation reigned... My entire town was destroyed. I wrote about the destruction of everything I knew and was able to get enough money to come here to New York. When schools saw the way I wrote, everyone wanted me, but Eacker is the only boarding school around and I don't have a place to live."

John PV:
Alexander told me his story, and started crying again. Every time there was a clap of thunder he would start shaking. I pulled his head into my chest and comforted him. I stroked his hair and rested my face on his head. The thunder started to die down. Everyone was done shopping by now, so we came back to the dorms. He told me about his early life so I might as well talk about mine.
"Alexander, I'm so sorry about what happened before you came here."
"It fine. It's not like anyone could stop it."
"But if you're gonna tell me about your life, you might as well know mine too."
He looked at me from the cabinets and walked toward the couch. He sat down right next to me and rested his head on my shoulders.
"When I was really young, my mom passed away. She was too sick to save. And then my dad, Henry, was the only one raising me. When I was 12, I realized I was gay but didn't tell anyone. When I was 16, I had a boy over. We ended up kissing and my dad walked in the room. My heart stopped. He had always been such a good parent even without my mom, but he started beating me in front of the boy. I was called horrible names and at first he tried to get me therapy. It obviously didn't work so I was just kicked out. I've been going here ever since."
Alexander looked up at my with tears in his eyes. He wrapped his arms around me and just started crying.
"John," he said, " I'm so sorry. I'm so so sorry."
I kissed his forehead and said, "I know. I know."