the story of tonight - lams ੈ♡

3 ~ Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness

This chapter will switch between point of views multiple times. Trigger warning - slight homophobic language.

John's P.O.V.

Classes started today!

My "father" wanted me to take law, but I chose art instead. I couldn't really call him my father anymore... he had pretty much disowned me because I thought I was gay. It was fine with me, though. He had hit me, kicked me, and verbally abused me almost every day since I was 10, until I left last year for college. I think he took out his anger on me. His anger came from my mom divorcing him when I was almost 10.

Anyways, I was excited! Luckily, my friends, except Burr, and I had early classes, not afternoon classes. I think they were all in the time block of 9:45 - 1:30. We would all be able to have coffee with Alex! I can't wait to get to know him better..

Earlier that morning...

Alex's P.O.V

I snuggled in to something warm next to me. Wondering what it was, I opened my eyes...

To discover a sleeping John holding me.

I almost screamed, not quite remembering yet what had happened the last night. Suddenly I remembered. There was a storm... it brought back memories of the hurricane in my old town in the Caribbean, and I had a breakdown. Luckily, John was there to help me.

Remembering my classes, I snuck out of my bed, not wanting to wake up John. I was successful. I grabbed a pair of my jeans from my bag, and a random shirt off the floor. Grabbing a protein bar, I left the dorm room and started walking to class.

Law, here I come!

John's P.O.V

Time skip

I sat in class sketching a still life of some fruit for my first class assignment. It was fun, but I'd rather be drawing turtles, to be honest.

As I was drawing, I started thinking about Alexander. I wonder how he reacted when I helped him through his panic attack last night. I wonder how he reacted when he woke up with me in his bed this morning. I wonder if I have a chance with him....

I shook that thought out of my head. Come on, John, you - you're straight... right? Act like it. Force it. You aren't gay. I smiled and continued on with my work.

Alex's P.O.V

"Welcome to the present, we're running a real nation
Would you like to join us, or stay mellow
Doin' whatever the hell it is you do in Monticello?
If we assume the debts, the union gets
A new line of credit, a financial diuretic
How do you not get it? If we're aggressive and competitive
The union gets a boost. You'd rather give it a sedative?
A civics lesson from a slaver. Hey neighbor
Your debts are paid cuz you don't pay for labor
"We plant seeds in the South. We create."
Yeah, keep ranting
We know who's really doing the planting..."

I finished with a smirk. Our assignment was to debate as if we were in the 1700s "talking" about issues. I was placed against this kid named Thomas Jefferson, and I was sure to win.

"Congrats, both of you. And the winner of this debate is... Alexander Hamilton!" Mr. Washington, the professor, announced. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jefferson glaring daggers at me and talking to this other kid, James Madison. Whatever.

Time skip

My classes just finished, and I was walking back to my dorm. Suddenly, someone shoved me from behind and I almost fell face first on to the ground. I turned around to see none other than Jefferson.

"What the heck?!" I shouted.

"Listen here, you piece of -" He started.

"Haha, wait, let me guess, you're jealous you didn't win the debate, huh? I'm not surprised, my response was much better than yours.." I chuckled.

He swung a fist my face and I yelled, then started punching and kicking him back. He jumped on top of me, then started hitting me over, and over, and over, and over...

"Get off of him!" I heard someone yell. Then I blacked out.

John's P.O.V

I was walking around the school, bored out of my mind, when I saw two people in a fight.
"Who is that..." I wondered, before realizing that Jefferson was on top of Alexander, punching him repeatedly.

"Get off of him!" I screamed at Jefferson as I ran towards them. He did just that, smiled at me while saying "Have fun with your BOYFRIEND, you f*g." He waved, then walked casually away.

I started panicking as I realized Alex wasn't conscious. I picked him up bridal style and started running towards our room. As I neared it, I fumbled for the keys. Unlocking the door, I carried him in and re locked it. I then set him down on the couch, and filled up a glass of water from the kitchen.

I ran back and dumped it on his face. He sputtered and shot up. "What the heck, man?!" He yelled at me.

"Sorry," I said curtly. "Sorry for trying to be a good person and help you out." I stalked towards the restroom and slammed the door, finally letting my tears fall.

I sat on the floor for a few minutes and cried before finally going to my room, looking at the clock. It was only 12:00. I had two hours until we had to leave to meet up with my friends. I grabbed my book, and started reading.

Alex's P.O.V

I sputtered and shot up, opening me eyes to discover I was 1. Sitting on the dorm room couch, and 2. Sopping wet with John standing next to me with a now empty glass.

"What the heck, man?!" I yelled at him.

"Sorry." He said, looking like he was holding back his frustration. "Sorry for trying to be a good person and help you out." He stomped off towards the restroom.

Okay, so this was kinda a filler chapter? Anways, things might be getting cuter soon, depends if I can think of other ideas. But.. yay! I have 4 and a half more days of school, so that's exciting. Have a good day/night!!

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