a/n lmao so this was supposed to be a smut/lemon chapter and then I said.... Uh no.
"Whoooooo!" I screeched, running around in circles in the living room. Llama sat up
Alex came into the room, reading glasses still on his face.
"What the hey, John? I was reading!" Alex groaned.
"Hm? What were you reading?" I asked. It had to be something interesting for him to bring it up. We usually didn't talk about reading. Not with each other, anyway.
Alex's face turned bright red. I giggled, as he didn't blush often. I wondered what he could have been reading that made him actually blush.
"Ehht, ehm, that's not important," he choked out. He cleared his throat, "Anyway, what were you shrieking about?"
"Oh yeah! So, I entered this online raffle one day, 'cause I was bored. (a/n he should have scribbled stars on the cuffs of his jeans~) And, I won the first round!"
I skipped around in a circle before jumping into Alex's arms.
"Cool," he laughed, "So what are you gonna win?"
"Well, this is the second round. But if I do win this round, I'd get two tickets to Reliable With the Ladies (a/n hehe... plz don't hurt me)."
"What's that?"
"It's a spa for guys. Specifically, gay guys. Like us!"
"Hold on, love. You know I'm not gay," Alex said with a nervous look on his face.
"You're bisexual, that's close enough! And in a homosexual relationship. Please go with me!"
Alex looked at me, skeptical. I stuck out my bottom lip and let my eyes widen as much as possible.
"Fine," he muttered.
"Yay!" I jumped into his arms and he picked me up, falling onto the couch.
It's about nine pm, so Alex and I go to bed. I press my body against his as much as possible, and feel him put a hand on my back. Letting out a sigh, I slowly fall asleep.
I wake up before Alex, probably because he doesn't have any work to do. So I get up and go to my desk in our room. I check the notifications on my phone.
"What the..." I whisper, "The... Oh my God!"
I run over and jump on Alex laughing. He groans, but rolls over. Alex puts his hands on my waist so I'll stop jumping on him. Then I notice that, because of the angle we're sitting at, we're just staring into each other's faces. So I boop him on the nose. Which he hates.
"John!" he says, shaking his head and scrunching up his face.
"Guess what?" I laughed, "We won!"
"What?" Alex asks.
"I got the tickets!" I yell, jumping off of him and running around our bedroom. "We're going to the spa in two hours!"
a/n okayyyy so im back... ish. sorry, this is a bad chapter. and so short...
ok well
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Who Am I Searching For?
RomanceJohn Laurens is a second - year in highschool. He always seemed to be in love with someone, but there was one person who he knew would never be one of those people. Alexander Hamilton. Boy, was he wrong.