Fluffy Musical Oneshots

Lams - love at first sight

Alex's POV

I was never a believer of love at first sight. Or love at all, for that matter. Everyone who loved me had died. What was the point in growing attached?

To me, love was such a pitiful four letter word. It was confusing sort of thing and, in my mind, pointless to try to understand. 

As I grew older, my life lacked meaning. I fell in and out of loops of depression. Each day was like a chore. A mere task I was forced to complete.

That was before mister John Laurens walked into my life.

It was a windy April afternoon as I was walked down the surprisingly empty streets.Eventually, the thick, dark clouds covered the sun making me shiver.

Since I only lived a few blocks away I decided to start heading home before it inevitably started to rain.

What I didn't know was that the rain would be coming much sooner than anticipated.

The light trickle very quickly turned into a full blown storm. As the sound of rain hitting the pavement filled my ears I found myself struggling to breath.

no no no no no. Not here. Not now.

I slowly collapsed onto my knees, visions of my town being destroyed flooding my mind.

"I didn't save them...I didn't save them...I didn't-"

"Hey, are you alright?" A voice echoed.

I couldn't respond.  My breaths were getting shorter as I quickly shook my head.

The mystery man scooped me up in his arms and brought me inside of a small cafe nearby. There was nobody inside. No customers, and even weirder, no employees. Who would leave the store unattended?

I looked up at the man and to put it simply, he was beautiful. His long, curly hair was pulled back into a high ponytail with a few strands framing his face even though he continually attempted to push them behind his ears. His hazel eyes were warm despite the cool tones shining (waving) through the window.

And then there was his freckles. Like a million soft constellations covering his rosy cheeks. There was only one way to describe him. Perfect.

"How are you doing?  You, uh, got it pretty bad out there. If you want to talk, I'm here." He said while gently handing me a cup of coffee. His hands brushed against mine and we both blushed.

"Yeah I just..." I contemplated whether or not I should tell this stranger my life story "when I was little a storm hit my town and well a lot of people..um..." I was having trouble choking out the next part.

"It's okay just take your time." He told me with a warm smile.

I sniffled and nodded.

"Not everyone made it and I...I just don't like storms that's all." I said quickly wiping the tears that I hadn't realized were there.

He looked down, not really knowing what to say. "That's awful...but I'm here for you. Whenever, wherever, call me. I will be there." He said.

I giggled. "What are you laughing at?" He asked, starting to laugh along with me.

"I don't even know your name and I feel like I've known you for forever." I muttered.

"John. John Laurens. And you?"

"Alexander Hamilton at your service." I said playfully.

"Well then Lexi," I laughed at the nickname "I look forward to our friendship." He said with a smile grabbing a pen and a scrap of paper.

He quickly scribbled something down on the paper (that I assumed was his number) and placed in my hand, closing my fist around it.

I gave him a quick hug getting used to the feeling of his arms around mine and gathered my things.

"Thank you John." I said and smirked at him before leaving.

As I walked back down the streets I opened the paper he had given me. I was right, it was his number. Under it was a short message.

Lexi, I hope to see that pretty face of yours again. Call me <3
                   -John

This was going to be a good year after all.