Miracle || Jamilton (Soulmate Au)

The deed is done- Hambury OneShot (Modern Au)

Don't go asking for requests on this book, this is a one-time thing for someone I met who made a deal with the under-lord, or well me, and this is their payment.

You can thank stareevee

The story begins here...I guess

Third person POV

"Ughh Samuel go grab me a drink" George, the school's king of popularity, groaned laying on the couch. Flashing lights of pink and green could be seen from outside. Blaring music screaming in everyone's ears to dance to. Friends and their lovers met together on the dance floor, slamming bodies into each other in their drunken state. The smell of alcohol and sweat filled the air, it was overbearing. "But George I-". George brought his fist up to Samuel's face, slamming into his cheek before watching Samuel fall to the floor. "Samuel, What did I tell you to do". Samuel whimpered, getting up, and heading to get George a drink before something really bad happened. Samuel made his way through the crowd over to the spiked punch, slipping his way through a couple making out and over to the table. Samuel grabbed a red solo cup, filling with the spiked red fruit juice. (What the fuck did I just write?!?!?!?!) Samuel made his way back to George when he bumped head-on into someone.

Hamilton's POV

"So as I was saying I-". Next thing I know I'm on the ground, red juice spilled on my shirt, and some blonde short guy in front of me. "Shit". I heard the smaller guy say before standing up really fast. He looked pretty desperate as if he had somewhere to be, but didn't want to go. "Hey, are you o-" "I'm sorry" He sputtered out quickly looking down towards the floor in what looked like shame. "Why are you sorry? I bumped into you, and even then it's not a big deal". I stated looking at the poor dude. He looked up at me sadly, rubbing his arm nervously before putting his hand out for me to shake. "S-Samuel" He whispered. "Cool, I'm Alexander, but just call me Alex. Oh! And these are my friends Herc, Laff, and John". He nodded slightly waving at my friends before turning back towards me.

When he looked back at me, I noticed the bag he had under his eyes, not only that but I could see the forming of a bruise on his cheek, it was obviously recent. I didn't say anything yet watching as he went back over to the table, grabbing a drink, and then heading back out towards the crowd.

I grabbed his arming, turning him towards me as to not have him spill his drink again. "Listen, Samuel, let me come with you, so you um don't spill your drink". I smiled, hoping he'd let me come. Maybe I could find out who was hitting him, it obviously wasn't the first time.

I waved to my friends, mouthing how I was going with Samuel, before following him through the crowd. I could feel his hand start to shake, as well as feeling his nervous falling off of him. I squeezed his hand, calming him down ever so slightly as we finally reached the end of the crowd. "Go stand over there," He said quietly. I was going to protest, as there was no reason for the sudden words, but before I could he looked up at me with pleading eyes. "Please" He stammered, tears beginning to form in his eyes. I had barely spent an hour with this dude, and yet had the sudden urge to protect him. I sighed, nodding down at him before standing at the other side of the room, so I could still see what was going on.

Samuel's POV

I nervously brought the red solo cup up to George, walking quicker, so that he could have his drink, and this night could be over. "H-Here you go George. I just grabbed the first d-drink I saw so-" Before I could finish my sentence George spat out the drink and threw the cup on the floor. I was paralyzed. I couldn't move. I felt the color drain out of my face as George crept closer. I could feel his rage and he stood over top of me, why he was so mad about a drink, I don't know, all I  do know is that I was screwed.

Hamilton's POV

I watched as George, the king of popularity, rose up from his spot on the couch and heading toward Samuel. He wasn't moving and I was terrified. I don't know why! I didn't know him all that well, but I still wanted to protect him. I decided that since George and I were nearly the same height I would face him, but before I could he grabbed Samuel by the neck and slammed him against the wall, he was knocked out. I was livid.

I walked up to George rage was very obviously present on my face. I stood right in between him and the now unconscious Samuel. He looked pissed, but I really didn't give a fuck. "What does the loud mouth bastard orphan want now?" He questioned, crossing his arms in annoyance as he waited for an answer. Nobody calls me a bastard orphan. I grabbed his arm twisting it behind him, before looking around for anything I could use against him. I saw my friend, calling his name and asking him if he anything I could use to knock him out. George was squirming around, he was pissed, and I couldn't keep him pinned forever.

John came back very quickly, with Herc and Laff intertwined within his hands, they didn't look very happy. Looking at Herc I smirked, pointing to George and then pointing back at him. He smirked and chuckled before grabbing George from out of my hands and taking to a secluded part of the house. I looked back at what I thought was an unconscious Samuel, but a now petrified Samuel.

"I'm going to assume that you saw most of that" He nodded back at me, I could see his tears running down his face, he wasn't really trying to hide them. "Listen, Samuel, I...I know you loved him-" "Loved him? You think I loved that monster". He screamed at me. More tears started rolling down his face. I felt bad now because I never thought maybe Samuel was forced into all of this, I guess I just thought it was an abusive relationship.

Before I could think anymore I felt a pair of arms wrap around my neck and come closer to my chest. I look down to see Samuel blushing slightly and crying into my chest. I smiled, wrapping my arms around his waist pulling him away from the crowd.

"Feeling better? I know that was really stressful, but I hope you're okay". He smiled nodding at me, before grabbing my shirt and pulling my face closer to his. He blushed, looking to the side, but eventually saying something. "A-Alex I n-need to tell you s-something". I nodded coming closer, thinking he was going to whisper a secret to me.

But that didn't happen.

He leaned in closer and gave me a peck on the lips. I smiled looking at his hideaway in his hoodie. I took one of his hands in mine and lead him towards the house's door. "Where are you taking me?" He asked, not confused and concerned, but curious. "Oh, you'll see". I said, smirking as we made our way out the door and to the car.

Oh, tonight will be fun.

stareevee

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