One Last Time (Hamilton Lams fanfic)

Chapter 18

>3rd person (ooo)<

Alex walked down the halls, his hand slipped into John's. He was still anxious about Jefferson being around, he was constantly looking around himself just in case the dick face wanted to jump scare him. John gave his hand a loving squeeze, smiling warmly at him.

"Alex it's alright, he's not going to hurt you I promise." John said sweetly, placing a delicate kiss on Alex's, already red cheek. John knew that Alex was stressed about being jumped again. It was pretty scary, and the fact that Alex had figured to have a tumor must have terrified him. Nonetheless, John was proud of Alex for facing his fears and letting Jefferson have it. As they walked, John slammed into one of the polls on campus. "Fuck! When did they put a door here!?" John asked, stumbling back and rubbing his head. He pain rushed down his back as he shook the pain away.

"John that's a poll, not a door. Are you feeling okay? Ever since you got hit in football you've been a little loopy." Alex said pulling John closer and feeling his head and wrapping a loving arm around him. It was true, after John got the wind knocked out of him he had been off his game, his head refused to think straight during class, he could barely see anything in front of him, and he always seemed tired or sick. "I'm fine Alex, don't worry about it." John said looking at Alexander's worried eyes, he gently kissed the boy's tender lips smiling wearily. "Really. I'm fine."

"You probably have a concussion, and need glasses, you've always had trouble with sight." Alex said sighing before continuing to walk to the dorm they shared with their dear friends. John followed Alex, knowing everything he had said was very true, he's always had poor eye sight and wouldn't be surprised if he needed glasses. And he's had many concussions before, he didn't worry too much about it.

As they approached the apartment and unlocked it, it had gotten harder for John to focus on anything. He felt like taking a extremely long nap and just curling up. He looked over at Alex, whom had the same dreary look in his eyes. He closed the door behind them and threw the keys to who knows where. John let out a long, satisfying yawn and headed to his bedroom he shared with Alex, it wasn't a secret they had the same bedroom, they moved in together a while back. When John went into his room he almost had a heart attack. "Jesus fucking Christ, George! You don't need to be in my apartment!" John yelled, clutching his chest and hearing Alex practically burst through the doors, surprised to see his father there as well.

"I do, I need to make sure my son is in good hands." George replied, earning a glare from Alex and John. John pushed him up and out of the room locking the door behind him. "I SWEAR TO GOD IF I HEAR SOMETHING-" John heard George yell while walking to the living room. Alex looked at John with that 'well it isn't a bad idea' looks. John chuckled kissing Alex's nose and letting his cheeks heat quickly. "No I'd rather not know the last part of that sentence." John said quietly to Alex, smiling down at him.

John then turned around plopping on the bed and hugging his pillow. Alex slowly slinked onto the bed too, slithering himself into John's strong arms. John held Alex closely and closed his eyes, drifting off with the biggest headache of all history.

Woah okay so that was short af because I actually wanna discontinue this for now! I am discontinuing it because- A. I wanna focus on my other jail story that I recommend to you guys, and a really special book I'll be coming out with soon- I have done a collaboration with two other authors for it and boy is it a huge deal. I will only tell you- that it involves Yuri On Ice and Hamilton- eeek! Be excited for that release!