🖤Songwriter!John☁️ - Lams

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John clutched his notebooks to his chest as he made his way to the music room in his high school. It was lunchtime, so no one would be there.

Once he arrived, he looked down the hall to make sure no one saw him, then quietly entered the music room.

"Hey, young man? What are you doing?"

John froze. The choir teacher wasn't out.

"Um, s-sorry ma'am, I u-usually hang out in here during lunch, if y-you don't mind me being here.."

Their choir teacher, Ms. Wood, stepped out of her office, wearing her overcoat and her purse slung over her shoulder. She raised an eyebrow and John started to get nervous.

"Promise you'll be responsible and watch over the room while I get my lunch?"

"Yes yes! I promise! I won't let you down Ms. Wood."

She nodded and walked past John, leaving him alone in the choir room. John smiled widely and bounced a bit in joy, then rushed over to the piano, spreading his notebooks on the top. He picked one of them and rested it on the music rack, opening it to the first page and sitting down.

(I swear to god I tried my best to write a song but I couldn't. I'm truly sorry)

"Oh, I don't know why I keep
Letting you lie to me
Hard as I try it seems
I can't break away
I thought that you would be the hero
Come and save the day
But you're a villain
Your sins unforgiven
I'm going down and you have watched me drown
In a river of tears
Lost beneath the st-"

"Ahem."

John stopped immediately and turned around to a face he knew all too well.

"Alexander Hamilton."

"That's me. What the fuck are you doing?"

"That's none of your god damn buisness." John snapped, standing up and gathering his belongings.

"Hey, don't be a bitch. I just wanted to know."

John rolled his eyes and tried to slip by Alexander, but, as he expected, failed terribly.

As John tried to push past Alex, he scowled and pushed him back, maybe a little too harshly. John fell back, unable to break his fall because he had his notebooks in his hands, and hit his head on the floor, hard.

"SHIT!!" John yelled, immediately sitting back up. He was lightheaded, unable to see anything around him. He closed his eyes and dropped his books, one hand on the floor to hold him steady and the other on the back of his head.

"Oh fuck! I'm so so sorry, I-I didn't think you fall! Are you okay? Are you bleeding?" Alex asked frantically, rushing over to John and inspecting his head.

"Heh, I.. I think I'm good."

"Can you get up?"

"Possibly..? I feel kinda lightheaded.."

"Oh god, I didn't mean to hurt you John, I just didn't want you to leave."

John opened his eyes and blinked a few times, gaining focus on the objects around him. "And why didn't you want me to leave..?"

Alex flushed and started to stutter, getting a snicker out of John. Alex closed his mouth and stood up, helping John up in the process.

"Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yeah, I'm good."

There was silence for a moment until Alex spoke up.

"You have a gorgeous voice."

"Th-thanks.."

"Did you write that?"

"Y-Yeah.. did you like it..?"

"Yeah! It was gorgeous! You John, have a talent."

John giggled, then picked up his notebooks, said goodbye to Alex, and left the room, completely love struck.

It's short but sweet 🤷‍♀️💕

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