alex's pov
"A party?"
"Yeah, Angelica's hosting a christmas party in a week or so." I said. We were curled up in our dorm in the middle of Newsies when I decided to ask.
"I don't know. Parties aren't really my thing", he said as he reached for the bowl of popcorn.
"Please? Angelica's pretty much forcing me to go, it'll be more fun if you're there."
"There'll be free food, right?"
"Of course, this is a Schuyler sister party."
"Fine." He groaned. "But we get to watch Grease after this."
"John, I am literally gonna fail my classes because of you." I countered as he reached for the remote.
"Oh shut up, you have a 10.0 gpa you'll be fine."
john's pov
I groaned as I rummaged through my closet. Not only did I not have anything to wear, the party was literally in half an hour. Bleh. All I had were my bland hoodies and jeans and my favorite turtle t-shirt. It was time for desperate measures.
Hercules burst through my doors.
"The cavalry has arrived!" he grinned. "Now, to the closet."
"Thank god! I literally have no idea what I'm doing and the parties in 20 and just ugh!" Hercules waded his way through the mounds of clothes in my room and nodded as he looked around.
"Don't worry I've seen worse."
herc's pov
After some serious excavation, I finally handed John some flannel, a tasteful blue shirt, and some jeans.
"There you go!"
"You're a genius!" He gushed as he went to change.
"Don't rub it in!", I called after him. I fished out my phone.
mypantsarehot: okay phase 2 is completed I dressed John up so good no one will be able to keep their eyes off him
angienator: perfect! laf u make sure Alex is in position when John walks in
largebaguette: don't worry back in France I would do this all the time.
"What do you think?" John asked me tentatively as he crept out of the closet.
"You look great come on let's go, we're already late!" I dragged him out of the mound of clothes and out of his dorm.
"Why didn't you say anything!", he yelped.
"We have to be fashionably late!"
Alex's pov
Angie had made good on her promise to throw the best Christmas party anyone had ever seen. There was a dance floor with strobe lights, a drink and snack bar, and a DJ. People all around me were laughing and shouting over the music. I sighed. John was nowhere to be seen.
"Mon ami, why the sad face?" I turn to Lafayette.
"I think I'm going back to my dorm. I can't find John." I made to get up.
"Wait!" He grabs my arm and checks his phone. "Erm, why don't you stay just a moment longer?"
I'm about to argue when out the corner of my eye I saw Hercules dragging someone in through the front door.
"Mon ami you might want to close your mouth. You're attracting flies." I hear Laf smirk. But I'm not listening. I'm too busy watching the drop dead gorgeous stud who just walked in. Herc must have dressed him. He looked flustered and blushed as girls started to stare. John was- well he was beautiful. I watched as a girl sultrily approached him. After flipping her hair and slyly pushing up breasts she said breathily, "Hey there cutie...you can call me Martha. Or babe. Whichever one you like." John blinked. I felt a low growl leave my throat as I pushed my way towards them.
"He's fine.", I snapped as I steered John away from her.
"Thanks." he says nervously.
"Yeah, you better steer clear of girls like that. You know, I thought you weren't coming.", we took a seat at the bar.
"I just couldn't decide on what to wear, but then Herc helped."
"I figured! You look...really handsome.", I said slowly. My heart starts beating.
Peggy's pov
angienator: nice work laf! operation get the two gay sons to fall in love at a christmas party is under way!
largebaguette: I told you I was good!
angienator: phase 4 is all u peggy. you got this?
mariaswife: no problem.
I head over to the bartender.
"You see those two guys over there?", I gesture over at Alex and John who are laughing and talking.
"Yeah?"
"Serve 'em a couple rounds on me."
"No problem."
John pov
Did he say handsome? I feel myself turn red. We launch into some discussion but get interrupted by the bartender as he slides over a round of shots. We look at each other and shrug.
"You know, I have never found anyone who could beat me in shots. I once had 2 pints of Sam Adams.", I said slyly. I watch as a small spark lights up his eyes.
"Really? Well then I'm afraid you've got a challenger, Laurens." We take one shot. Then two. Then three. Four, five, and six go down the hatch.
"Give up yet?", I ask a red-faced Alexander. He pants at me, a crazy glint in his eye.
"Never!" Shots seven, eight, and nine come and go. Our stools are suddenly a lot closer than they were before. I can see all the little flecks of color in Alex's eyes as he takes shot number 10. The bartender serves up another round. We take the eleventh shot. Alex's eyes unfocus as he looks at me.
"Fine! I give up! You, John Laurens, are champion at shots!" I laugh as he shouts but then he suddenly slumps on top of me. Oh, Alex.
oh boy, that was actually a lot of fun to write but I'm going to cut it short because I really wanna get another chapter out! comment whatever you like and I hope you enjoyed!
