Laurens, I like you a lot Hamilton College AU

Chapter 17 where everything is okay

Well I mean, almost.
I'm sick kill me. I apologize for the last chapter. A little. I'm a little sorry for the last chapter, hopefully this one makes up for it 😜

Alex pov

I checked the time again, 9:40.
Mr. Laurens left at 8, only cause I promised a brunch tomorrow and that I'd scold John (which, let's be honest, I would've done anyway for making me sit in horrible awkward silence with his dad for an entire hour.)
I was furious, and scared, I mean c'mon he left hours and hours ago! Who takes walks that long?!! That was also why I was scared, what if something had happened to him??
After another ten minutes there was a knock at the door. I looked at the bowl both our keys sat in and jumped up, throwing open the door.
I was prepared for a lot, hell I was prepared to see him looking beat up and half naked, but the one thing I was not expecting was for him to be with Thomas fucking Jefferson.
I blinked and he started to say something but I slammed the door shut and sat down, my head in my hands.
"I did not just see that," I mumbled, rubbing my eyes hard. It was late, I was exhausted, I must've been seeing things.
I heard John shout something and then there was silence and after a bit there was an "Alex," soft and gentle, but loud enough for me to hear.
"Alex, please, Thomas is gone. Please let me in."
I pulled myself up my hands shaking, probably enough that he'll notice if I let him in.
"Fine," I said, just loud enough so that he would hear.
Then I opened the door and John kept his eyes down as he walked in and sat down on the couch, a bag in hand.
I closed the door. He surveyed me, definitely noticing my hands.
I surveyed him right back. Like I was trying to prove something. Maybe I was, my brain was too scrambled for me to figure out.
"You were shopping," I commented, an eyebrow raised.
He looked up, embarrassed. "Alex I'm sor-" "No no no," I interrupted, "Don't be sorry. We're going to brunch in the morning since you ditched."
He blinked, his mouth opening and closing, no words coming out-like a fish.
"Use your words John."
"Y-you're not mad that I was off... With Thomas?"
I shrugged. "I just assumed I imagined that. Though, fair warning I'll probably yell in the morning. 'M way too tired to think, much less yell or be angry right now."
He bit his lip and nodded.
I walked to our door. "Sleep?" I asked nodding towards it. He nodded again and got up, leaving the bag behind and switching off the lights as he went.
I smiled sleepily and lied down, leaving the bedroom light on behind me and taking off my glasses and setting them on the desk.
After a moment the light went off and I heard him lie down.

In the morning

Someone was shaking me.
I opened one eye and pushed John's hands away.
"What do you want?" I grumbled, my eyelid falling back closed.
"Alex, are you mad?" John asked, his voice was full of worry.
He was talking about what happened last night. I frowned and rubbed my eyes, sitting up.
"No John," I mumbled, stretching.
"Really?" He asked, I opened one eye again, he was beeming.
I rolled my eyes before finally meeting his.
"Yes you dork. I won't be yelling or whatever you're worried about," I swung my leg over the edge of my bed and grabbed my glasses because why not.
John threw his arms around me, and mumbled 'sorry' and 'thank you' into my shirt.
I smiled, my cheeks growing red. "It's fine John. Please let go so I can change though."
He pulled away, blushing in embarrassment. "Sorry, I'm gonna," he paused and gestured to the door.
I nodded and he left.
After a moment I flopped back into my bed, grinning. I rubbed my face again and then got up and got dressed.

This is really short aahghggg I apologize it's so short.
The art is taking a bit longer than expected cause I was too sick to work last week and I'm still sick but I'm doing better.
The next one or two chapters are going to be pretty long, you'll like them, trust me ;)