Into The Past

Under A Full Moon

Y/n's P.O.V.
Hands intertwined, he leads me through the garden maze, stopping in front of a large water fountain, the tremendous full moon glistening over us. We both sit on the edge of the fountain, the statue of a gleeful couple built in the middle. A man is tipping a woman, their faces close together, their foreheads touching and large smiles on their faces.

My eyes turn away from the well-done fountain to an even more well-done person. John notices me staring, his perfect brown eyes meeting mine. We're so close, I could count every single petite freckle on his face. They're like stars... And he's my universe. God, he's so wonderful... His curly brown hair  once tied back in a low ponytail, now blows loosely in the wind.

My hand move up and cups John's cheek. He lays his head in my hand, staring lovingly into my eyes. I notice him scoot closer, leaving little to no space between us. My heart flutters joyfully, my stomach flipping like more than three times. After a long, comfortable silence, he finally brings his lips to mine.

Not innocently, like a tease but not, fiery, passionate, demanding. I wanted to pull away... But I couldn't. In this minty moment, all my senses seem to be seduced and I am no longer in control. Unexpectedly, John's hand drifted to my hip. It settled there and pulled me closer. I inhaled sharply. I was against his warm chest, chiseled to perfection. Must he be so perfect? I smile, my heart fluttering with excitement. I clasp my hands on either side of his face. I lean in for another, connecting our lips once more.

Alexander's P.O.V.
I couldn't help myself. I was so curious as to what John and Y/n were up to, I excused myself from Eliza, declaring that I need to get a drink. I headed out to the garden, searching for the two. Maybe if I could find them, we could engage in some small talk. Also, I forgot to mention that Lafayette and Mulligan insisted they tag along.

"This is so dumb," Mulligan shakes his head in disappointment, "They might be having a romantic moment or..." His voice trails off, Lafayette and I instantly turned red.

"MULLIGAN!" We whisper-yell at him as he squirms around guiltily.

He throws his hands in the air in surrender, "Ok. Ok."

"Zat is just gross," Laf remarked, shoving past the two of us. He begins leading the way, later on coming to a rough stop. His mouth hangs slightly agape, his hand slapping over it.

Mulligan and I exchange glances before we sprint to him, our eyes following the direction he focused his gaze upon. And it lands on...

Oh, my God...

Y/n's P.O.V.
Hercules' voice suddenly interrupts our heated moment, "I told you we'd be interfering on something, holy shit." We instantly pull apart, staring at the other three in utter shock. My face is burning so hot, you might be able to cook an entire meal on it!

"Holy moly," Eliza's voice emerges from behind the three boys. Hercules and Lafayette turn to be greeted by the three Schuyler sisters, each staring dumbfounded at John and me.

"Oh, my God..." John covers his face with both hands, shaking his head in disappointment.

"Woah," Burr's voice comes from behind the Schuyler sisters.

"YOU'RE KIDDING!" I exclaim furiously, the seven jumping in shock. This is awful! I'm in massive trouble, why me!? God, help me! I shouldn't have kissed him!

Lafayette and Hercules stride to a blushing John Laurens, teasing the shit out of him. The Schuyler sisters naughtily tease me about what happened, much to my annoyance. Burr bursts out laughing, holding his sides in pain. But Alexander just stood there, watching us... He wasn't cheerful, which was his normal persona. He seemed... Heartbroken?

He sucks in a sharp breath, straightening himself up and wearing a frown before storming away. I look down at my trembling feet, my hands holding each other. Get up, Y/n, run after him! GO!

I stand up and run after Alexander, ignoring the calls of everyone behind me. Their voices seem to get farther and farther as I chase in the direction I last saw Alexander.

I finally find him, kicking a rock into mud. I clear my throat, "Excuse me, are you Alexander Hamilton, sir?" I couldn't help it...

He rolls his eyes at this, "That depends, who's asking?" He then turns and realizes it was me calling his name. He offers a fake smile. But I could see right through it. "Ah, Y/n, I didn't... Notice... you there..."

"Alexander, are you alright? You seemed forlorn when you saw John and me... You know..." I feel my cheeks heat slightly. He smiles warmly, nodding his head, signaling that he's alright. But I knew he wasn't. How naïve does this man think I am?

"Yes, I'm alright, thank you." Out of sudden instinct, I run and hug him around his neck tightly. He hesitates but then hugs me around my waist, his face coming in contact with my neck. I feel chills run down my spine, goosebumps appearing on my legs.

"Stop lying, Alexander, how naïve do you think I am?" We pull apart, my eyes scanning over his amused face. His starry eyes are just... So attractive, there's no way it's even possible.

You wouldn't think he was a bastard orphan when you first met him, he seems so intelligent... So... Friendly... So... Lovable...

Alexander places his forehead on mine, his eyes closing. I smile. Without warning, he kissed me and the world fell away. It was slow, soft, comforting in ways words could never describe. His hand gently rested below my ear, his thumb caressing my cheek as our breaths mingled. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him in so close, I could feel the beating of his heart against my chest. The kiss tasted like November, like hot chocolate on stormy evenings and crisp autumn air.

I know it's wrong to kiss two guys on the same night, literally one after the other. But I just... Couldn't stop myself... How could you ever say no to this? I mean, let's just be civil, if you were surrounded by your idols and they kiss you, would you pull away?

All too soon, we pull apart, both blushing but smiling with content.

"I love you..." I heard him whisper.

I bite my lip, pondering whether or not I should say it back. He's meant to be with Eliza, I could ruin everything! But my heart takes over and my lips begin moving on their own.

"I love you too..."

And all this happened under a full moon...

A/N: SORRY IF THIS WAS WEIRD, THIS STORY MIGHT BE LIKE, A MILLION CHAPTERS AND I WANTED TO MOVE IT ALONG!

This has nothing to do with the story but lemme tell you, a potato has a better love life than ya girl. All my friends are getting asked out, except for me. Just yesterday night, my friend made it official with her crush, and I'm just sitting here like, "What about me? When will I join in the fun? Like, am I too good for you?" And that's exactly why I'm a weirdo who sits in the library at lunch on her phone, writing fanfictions!