Laurens, Do Not Throw Away Your Shot

14~ I apologize in advance

(3rd Person)

Alexander and John have been working on an essay about Philip's experience at home so far. They were both stressed and tense, and not just about this paper, about everything. And the fact that this paper is due tomorrow morning isn't helping...

They were half way through the essay when Alex reached over to grab the stapler and knocked over his mug of coffee.

"Alex!" John shouted out of frustration

"I'm sorry, I-I didn't mean to!" Alex shouted back

"Well, if you actually fucking slept for once instead of living off of caffeine, this wouldn't of happened!" John exclaimed

"I can't sleep! I have so much work to do..." Alex yelled

(John's POV)

"Why do you ruin everything!?" I blurted without meaning to.

Alex's facial expression changed from fury to hurt. Then he walked out...

"No!" I cried

I couldn't leave Philip so I waited, waited for him to come back, he had to come back at some point... Right?

(Alexander's POV)

As I was walking out I had no idea where I was going. So I went to the only place I could think of, the bar.

When I entered the intoxicating smell of alcohol hit me like a smack in the face. I walked over to the bar and sat on a stool. I asked the bartender for a beer and chugged it on the spot.

I never really drank that much but this has been a stressful week. Stressful month actually...

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(3rd Person)

Alexander was on his fourth beer and already very drunk. He had chatted with many people and they all noticed his wedding ring and walked away. Except one 'gentleman' named John Andre...

Alex had been talking to him for the last twenty minutes. Andre noticed the wedding ring but simply smirked and kept the conversation going.

It just so happened that Thomas Jefferson was at this bar also. He spotted Alex and was immediately confused on why he was here without Laurens. But unfortunately, he decided to take advantage of this.

He snapped a few pictures of Andre and Alex laughing and was on his way... A bit of lying can't hurt.

(Thomas's POV)

I walked into my apartment to find James sitting on the couch, scrolling through Instagram. He noticed I was back and smiled lightly at me.

"Where were you?" He asked

"Nowhere" I said plainly "now check this out."

I shower him the photos and he didn't look pleased with my findings.

"Thomas... " he started

"What?" I asked

"Thomas, you shouldn't be doing what you're doing. You shouldn't invade other peoples lives. And why were you at the bar?"

"Because you dont drink and I do" I answered nonchalantly.

He groaned

"Will you stop invading their relationship though?" He pleaded

"No" I stated, walking away and leaving the conversation unfinished.

(James's POV)

I'm very disappointed in Thomas. Why does he have to invade someone else's relationship if he can't even keep his own stable as it is?

I needed to warn John about what e was about to get into, so I texted him.

James: I apologize in advance.

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A/N

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