Love letters (Jamilton story) !!DISCONTINUED!!

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a/n- hey sorry for the late update someone i knew died recently so i had that to deal with. but yeah! also sorry this is so short you can expect more updates sometime this week ❤

I walk into the lunch room and scan over the sea of students. My eyes fall on the group John was with. I texted him earlier asking for a favor, i need help with whoever this person is. He'll know how to help. John was talking with Lafayette, Hercules, and Alexander. 

I make my way over to their clique, fidgeting with my fingers. They were talking about something that was apparently John was 'way to obsessed with'. "John, Lin-Manuel Miranda is such an overrated musical." Herc said sounding bored. "SAY THAT BLASPHEMY IN MY HOUSE- oh! hey Tommy!" John immediately changed his tone, greeting me. "you wanted a favor from me?" I think twice about his question. After battling in my mind for about 2 seconds. I say yes and pull him to the bathroom. "um Thomas? i don't swing that way." John says blushing. I turn to him shocked and a little worried at what he might be thinking. "OK FIRst off-" i start speaking with my voice cracking a little, " thats a fucking lie. Second, this is about something else. well...someone." i explain blushing slightly. I have no clue why. I don't even know who this person is but somehow i feel something special. "ooooohhh~ who is it? who has Thomas fucking Jefferson all blushy blushy??" He says like a school girl teasing her friend on a crush. I thought about it before taking the papers out of my bag and showing him. He was silent. I decide to break the silence by telling him my situation. "I don't even know who they are but i feel some sort of connection you know?"   "...Thomas..."   " They're is something unlike any other about this person."  "Thomas?" "I want to know who it is so i can hold them and protect them. Make them feel-" "THOMAS!" John yells at me stopping my ranting. "y-yeah?" I start to assume the worst. "i know who this is." He tells me. "REALLY?! WHO??" I can't believe this! I mean i knew John knew practically everyone but damn! John looks happy, worried and like he's about to fanboy. "Alexander Hamilton." 

Hamilton POV

I watch John get pulled away to the bathroom with Thomas Jefferson. I felt jealous. I know why. It's because i love him. i love thomas jefferson. He's my writing partner. I don't think he knows im his though. I've told John about this last night. I even asked him about writing tips, even though i'm the one who writes and he is more of a reader. "Alleexxx~" Herc says after some time of silance sliding close to me. I bush a little at this. "Heard you got a special someone on the side Alex~" Herc teases. "What are you trying to hide Alex?~" Laf adds moving closer to me too. I pull my hood over my head and try to hide my blush. "i should go." i say trying to get up. I suddenly hear yelling that scares me back into sitting down. "what do you mean?!" It's Thomas. He sounds sad like he's about to cry. John is chasing behind him. they are going towards us. uh oh.