I ran down the street, looking straight.
I searched for my house.
801,
802,
803,
804,
805,
806,
80--- CRAP I PASSED IT!
I ran back down the street.
I only reached 805 when someone grabbed my wrist.
I turned to them, in shock and getting defensive.
"What do you want?!" I growled.
He chuckled.
He wasn't gonna say anything.
He pushed me to a wall, walking straight to me.
And I screamed.
And no one cared.
I wasn't so far from Anthony's house.
I wish I could run back.
Oh god...
Am I already relying on him?!
I kicked him in the leg, and ran back down the street.
805,
804,
803,
802,
801.
I reached home, finally getting breath.
I threw myself on the couch and sighed.
I looked at the paper.
Call me
Anthony Ramos
I looked at the number and chuckled.
He's so...
I don't know...
He's just something.
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FanfictionTHIS IS HAMILTON-ACTOR-STUFF-THING-I-DONT-CARE LOVE. GO AHEAD, YOUR FANTASIES REAL. FALL IN LOVE WITH ANTHONY RAMOS. YAY? warning: this will involve drama, drama, drama, and some cursing. oh don't forget the drama. and maybe some bad scenes. and dr...
