Hamilton One-shots

You owe me (Alexander x reader part 2)

Aaaahh! This draft was never published 😭😭
This is part 2 from the Alexander x reader
Enjoy! 😓

Your POV
Woah...
I snuggled closer in my bed with the sheets wrapped around me as I continued reading the newspaper.
Like it's not even really news related, it's just...stupid stuff. I'm worried about life now.
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The Alexander debut is on hold, our generals will put Alexander Christian in jail after trial.
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My eyes widen at the name Alexander.

Alexander..Alexander Hamilton...

Even though I walked out on him, I still missed him.
But what he did was extremely wrong and unforgivable. I still can't believe I was ever friends with that guy.

But it's been a year or two. I have to at least check up on him.

What?! No what am I thinking!! He's not your friend anymore...he's nothing to you.
I sighed as I held the newspaper to my chest. I closed my eyes and instantly fell asleep.

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"Ya bastard! Come back here!!"
The boy with ragged up clothes started running with sag of potatoes. He ran as fast as his legs could carry him, you can say the way he was running almost looked as if he was about to fall over.

He would trip over his own feet but will keep on running with out stopping to gasp for air. He's running full speed, everything ahead of him is a blur but everything behind him is black.

"Hah.. ha...ugh." His pace was slowing down but he's nowhere in the town but in the woods. He still not looking back, went to a tree and rest against it.
"Ah ha..ha...I'm a...bastard." The boy's voice was hoarse, he started trembling as he took a deep breath. "A pathetic..."
Tears started spilling down his cheeks, as he silently sob in the woods.
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A couple hours passed as the lone boy, laid on a sack of potatoes as a comforting object to rest upon.
The woods being completely silent left the boy in a kind slumber, something he constantly doesn't receive.
*crack*
His eyes shot open as he didn't move a muscle, but stayed complete still.
Another sound was heard as it came louder towards the boy. He sat up slowly as he had a calm expression, but was shaking.

"Hello?"
His eyes widened as he turned around to face a young girl with (hair style) and (eye color) eyes staring at the boy.
He was staring at her with feared eyes, she was staring at him with confusion. Both making hard eye contact not sayin anything to each other.

"HELLO?!"
He jumped as he stood up, almost falling in the process as he leaned against the tree.
She smiled as she walked towards him, his fear slowly dispatching from him.

"Hello?? Can you speak? Are you mute? If you are I apologize-"
"I can speak."
She smiled at him as he rubbed the back of his neck. She just kept staring at him as if she was in a trace, not saying anything..yet again.

Awkward

"W-who are you?"
"Hm? Oh! I'm a village girl, well in town that's what they call me. But I travel into the woods all the time for peace and quiet... and the flowers and bark."
She said as she rubbed the tree trunk. The boy raised an eye brow at her before she looked at him.
"What about you?"
"Oh um I'm an..uh...o-orph-"
She notice the boy choking on his words as he looked at the ground.
"An boy..."
Well duh...
She walked over to him as she sat down next to his feet.
"So what's your name?"
"Huh?"
"Your name my boy."
"Alexander..."
She looked up at him with wide eyes, "Alexander? That's a...nice name."
He smiled at her,"T-thanks..."
"What's yours?" He sat down next to her, as she pushed her hair behind her ear.
"Y/N"
"Pretty."
He said as she smiled at him.
They both stared at each other as if time was frozen, not saying anything...silence.
"So Alexander...I'm guessing your around the same age as me? Wanna make a bet?"
He raised an eye brow.
"A bet?"
"Yeah...you let me guess your age you owe me."She smirked at the boy.
"And what if you lose?"
He said as he lean a little closer towards her, her smirk growing wider.
"Then I owe you."
He smiled at that.

"You get one try."
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There was a knock at the door, I stirred as I awoken from my nap.
"Whaa"

Another knock was heard, I groaned getting up as I walked to my door and opened it.
"Who is it?" I said as I rubbed my eyes. As I looked to who was in front of me, the person looked up at me as a small smile formed on their lips.
My eyes widen as I staring at no other than the bastard himself.
"...Hi."
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I can't believe it it's him! Alexander fucking Hamilton.
At my house, in my house. Sitting on my fucking couch, sipping on some fucking tea, that I made for him!

I couldn't help but stare at him as he was sipping on the tea that I made earlier. Like just sipping on it....so quietly.
He looked up at me making me  freeze. He smiled gently at me, but I quickly glared at him.
"Why...are you here?"
I asked (finally)
"I had a lot to compose of myself...and a lot to confess to the Lord." He said putting his drink down.
I rolled my eyes as I looked at him.
"So? You came here to tell me your a saved Christian?"
"No...."

I crossed my legs as I leaned in towards him.
"Stop stalling, Alex. What the FUCK! Do you want?" I asked.
He gulped and looked away.
He took a moment before he opened his mouth.

"I wanted to apologize.."
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He spent almost two hours telling me about everything that went down when I was gone. Him losing his son, losing Eliza. He went into a deep depression. He started going to church and hanging around Eliza like a lost puppy. I almost felt sorry for him.
No....I did feel sorry for him.
He suffered so much the past year and I was away being to fragile to face him.
This isn't the Alexander I once known, this is HIS weak side and he's showing it to me.

Alexander was trembling ever so slightly. I couldn't tell if he was going to cry or not, his eyes were covered by his bangs. I'm taking a closer look at his appearance and it did change over time. His hair has gotten longer that they were down to his shoulder, almost to his mid back. Not to mention the color of it's luscious brown, has gotten grey streaks. I'm guessing of age.
His glasses are at the bridge of his nose, they are fog up due to his heavy breathing.
His baggy attire is still the same but it's darker in my eyes.

"Hamilton..." I got up and cupped his cheeks. I lifted his head to where I can see his eyes. There were bags under his eyes, and tears streaming down his face.
I gently wiped his cheeks as the tears kept pouring.

"Please...." he murmured.
He griped my arm, gently squeezing it.
"I need you more than ever.."
My eyes widen as he grip my hands from his cheeks. Looking in my eyes with a more serious approach.

"You owe me."

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Oh woooooooahhhh
What does he want? Why is he here?!
This was in my draft since like last summer! I'm such a disgrace 🤦🏾‍♀️🤦🏾‍♀️
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