Alexander had no idea what kind of whirpool of unfortunateness he has gotten himself into. He didn't know how strong Jefferson was. Quite frankly, no one did. Because no one dared to challenge him to a fight. On school grounds, too. I mean, you have to be pretty stupid to organise a fight on the school field. Yet he still done it.
And the reason Jefferson wanted to fight the bisexual, short weirdo? He called him a self-centered bigot, of course. Not quite though. Almost. Before he was cut off by Washington. He still done it, right?
Hamilton was confused. Why did he agree to do this? All of the thoughts were racing through his mind as he stood there on the freshly cut grass with his fists clenched, waiting for Jefferson.
Finally, "his majesty" showed up with Burr and Madison trailing behind.
"Burr? What are you doing here?"
"Moral support" he answers
"Moral support? Are you fucking kidding me? Moral support for that magenta fucker? You've got to be joking! I thought we were friends, Burr?" Alexander exclaims to which Burr just shrugs.
They were never really friends. Alex and Burr only spoke a few times.
"So are you just going to stand there and not d-" Alexander was interupted by a fist colliding with his face.
Alexander didn't know what to do. Does he just stand there? Run away? Fight back? It had obviuosly been the third option because Alexander threw a punch at Jefferson. Soon enough, they were basically on top of each other, slapping, kicking, and punching each other. It carried on until Alex couldn't. He literally passed out, mid-fight.
"T-Tommy? We should go, I think he's unconscious" James says, softly.
*****
Alexander's POV
I wake up on the ground. What the hell happened? My arm is covered in scrapes and scratches and lots of bruises cover my legs an arms. Reaching for my phone, I see about 20 notifications. All from John. I go onto the camera to check my face. There's a bruise on my eye and three bloody cuts on my cheeks. Great.
Now I remember. It's all a little bit faded and all I can remember is Jefferson punching me in the face.
I gather my rucksack and head back to my dorm, bracing myself for all of the questions John is going to be asking me.
Some tears trickle down my face.
John's POV
Where the fuck is Alexander? I have messages him several times and I still received no answer. Maybe his phone is dead?
Right at that moment, the door handle clicks and Alexander walks through the door. Not even a "hi" escapes his mouth as he hurries to his room, locking the door behind him. What the fuck?
I decide to go check on him.
One knock, two knocks, three knocks. Open the damn door!
"Alex?"
"Alex, please. Please open the door"
Alexander unlocks the door, standing in the door frame, with his head down.
"Alex, look at me"
He looks up. Cuts are scattered around his face and there's a huge bruise on his eye.
I gasp and cover my mouth with my hand.
"Alex, what happe-"
"John, listen. I don't want to talk about it"
"What do you mean 'you don't want to talk about it'?"
"I said: I don't want to talk about it" He snaps.
"What the fuck Alex? You got in a fight and 'don't want to talk about it'!"
"John-"
"No Alex. Come in the bathroom with me" I say, with a more soft tone.
Alexander follows me and I gesture for him to sit down on the cabinet. He crosses his arms and pouts like a small child.
I search for some iodine in the cupboard. I pour the mixture onto a cotton wool pad and dab in on his face where the cuts are.
He moans in pain.
"Alex why the fuck would you get into a fight?"
"I didn't. What makes you assume that!?" He shouts back.
"Do you think I'm stupid? I know you got into a fight, dont lie to me!"
"Why do act like my mom? You're not my mom! Why do you even care that much?!"
"Because...because I fucking love you!"
Third Person POV
John never meant for that to slip out. But it did. He slapped his hand over his mouth in shock.
"Fuck fuck fuck" John mumbles.
Alexander smiled.
Soon enough, Alex's lips crashed onto John's. There they were. Sitting on the bathroom floor, lips attached.
John knew what that meant. It was in that moment, that John figured out that Alexander had mutual feelings for him. And he was happy.
They finally pulled away, both grinning like idiots. Alex pulled John into a hug
"Laurens, I like you a lot" He whispered softly into John's ear, which made him shudder.
"I like you too, Alex" John smiled "Will you be my boyfriend?"
Alexander's eyes lit up in happiness, he exclaimed "Of course!"
Soooooo that happened. Finally! bout time! hope you liked this chapter :) love ya
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