Hamilton's POV
It was dark. Classes were over. Everyone was asleep. I'd at least be in the building right now, so... why? Why was I outside wandering by the river bank? Why was I afraid to go back to my dorm? Could it have been because of John? No, it couldn't be. I've been hated since I started school, how could I possibly care about this one person? If anything I wanted him to hate me. At least then he wouldn't be on the receiving side of all this. Then again, getting bullied in my own dorm doesn't sound fun, but a few extra minutes and a couple of pranks wouldn't be that bad, right?
"WHY AM I SUCH AN IDIOT!?" I screamed out across the river. No response. I put my head in my hands and rubbed my face.
"I'm nuts. I'm absolutely nuts." I chuckled out, staring across the moonlit water. I didn't even know what I was doing anymore. I was just wandering aimlessly along the edge of the water. I couldn't go back to the dorm, but I couldn't stay here, either.
"What am I gonna do?" I whined, crumbling down onto a bench, letting my face rest in my hands. I could barely move. I'd never felt tired before, so why am I feeling tired now? I've stayed up for days and never felt anything, so why now?
"Well, you could come back to your dorm," I heard from behind me. I turned quickly and saw John standing there, smiling warmly. I stared at him, looking him up and down. I couldn't believe it.
"L-Laurens?" I questioned, continuing to stare.
"Hamilton?" John inquired, raising an eyebrow. I shook my head, trying to stop staring.
"What are you doing here!?" I said a little bit louder than I would have liked.
"I came to get you. Did you... not want to come back?" John asked. He looked so alone in that moment, he seemed pained by something, like I'd just ripped his heart out and he was trying to hide his pain.
"W-what? No! Why would you think that!? C-c'mon let's head baAACK!" I fell on my face when I got up from the bench, guess I must be tired.
"Oh my god, Alexander! Are you okay!?" John shouted, running over to me. He lifted my arm but I batted him away gently.
"I can pick myself up," I told him, lifting myself onto my knees and standing. When I stood up, John still looked worried, but it was only for a split second. He smiled suddenly. I don't know why, and I didn't think to ask he just... smiled.
"Let's head back." John beamed, grabbing my elbow. He began dragging me behind him, looking straight ahead. I was confused and shocked until he looked back at me with that brilliant smile. I smiled brightly back and we walked back to the dorm together.
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Time Skip to Arrival @ Le Dorm
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John's POV
We ran into the dorm and closed the door behind us, only to be met with Lafayette and Hercules walking up to us.
"Hey! Ç'est toi!" Lafayette exclaimed, running up to Alexander. They stared at him for a couple seconds, assessing him. I pretended to clear my voice, causing Laf and Herc to look up at me. They stepped back from Alexander, continuing to look at me.
"He's cool now, right?" Hercules asked, pointing to Alexander. I rubbed the bridge of my nose, laughing awkwardly.
"Uh, yeah... yeah, he's, uh... cool." I managed to sigh out, taking my hand off my face. Alexander just looked around quizzically, then strangely... he smiled. He smiled and I couldn't help but think about him and that smile, how he held it, kept it, even with what had happened. Honestly, there's something admirable about that, and it made me happy to know that he was still smiling. Still smiling.
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Fanfiction(MODERN! EVERYONE'S IN COLLEGE! Continue at your leisure.) The orphan, the punching bag, the underdog, the freak show, the immigrant. All of these are the words to describe this one student at the college. He can't seem to catch a break from the con...
