Favorite Part of the Story (John Laurens x Reader)

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"She's a Killer Queen," I sang as I walked towards the top a hill. "Gunpowder, Gelatine, Dynamite, with a laser be- AHHHH."

I was hanging onto a vine over a large hole that goes who knows where.

"This is not ideal," I mumbled and as I said that the vine snapped and everything went black.

"Fuck," I cursed as I woke up.

I seemed to be in some type of ally. My shoes were scuffed a little but other than that I seemed fine. I shrugged and assumed I probably just fell into part of town.

When I walked out of the ally, however, I saw people in costumes.

"Hm I must of walked in on some type of cosplay thing," I said as I have seen my sister been in one before.

I tried finding my phone to call an Uber but it was no longer on me. I looked in my backpack and I couldn't find my wallet either. There was just a note that said give this code to the bank with the name Y/N L/N.

"Wow so I have been robbed and now I have to go to a bank, greattttt," I mumbled.

"Pardon me are you Aaron Burr, Sir?" I heard someone say.

Where did I hear that line from?

In the least creepy way possible I followed these people into a bar and heard them talk about the ideas of the Revolution. My dumbass still thinking this was some type of cosplay I decided to chime in.

"We are being taxed relentlessly by a country who are miles across the sea, why don't we rise up and see who we can be without the kings treasonsy," I rhymed for some strange reason.

The bald guy first started looking me up and down to see what I was wearing. The guy in the ponytail, however, gave me the brightest smiled he could.

"Exactly! You get it, Alexander Hamilton," He said as he put his hand out to me. I laughed and shook his hand.

"Y/N L/N," I said as it would be rude to say nothing.

"Ma'am I hate to be rude but what in the heavens are you wearing," The bald man asked.

"Oh sorry I kinda just wandered into this whole convention thing I don't have the proper dressing," I laughed.

They both looked at me oddly but ignored my statement.

"Well my name is Aaron Burr," He introduced.

"Sir, as you know I am Y/N L/N but I would like to hear your opinion," I said excitedly.

"Let me buy you a drink as well Miss L/N," He said as he called the tender over, "And let me offer you guys some free advice."

"Talk less," He said particularly looking at me while saying so.

"What?" We asked.

"Smile more," He said simply, "Don't let them know what you're against or what you're for."

"You can't be serious?" I asked.

"You wanna get ahead?" He asked.

"Yes," Alexander mumbled.

"Fools who run their mouth wind up dead."

Suddenly, as if on cue, three guys bursted into the bar.

"Give another pint of Sam Adams," A guy with curly hair and freckles yelled.

I cocked my eyebrow as I watched them come in. They saw Burr and sat down with him.

They started saying all, and I mean all, their opinions on the war. As they did so I looked at each of them. The one they call Lafayette had his curly hair in a bun his french accent was very thick making me think he was from France, he would look at me and wink once in awhile. The short man with a beanie, whose name I learned was Hercules would look at me a glare as he probably did not trust me. The last man who asked for the Sam Adams didn't even notice I was there until Lafayette made a flirty french comment at me. He kinda looked at me for awhile before talking to Burr again.

"The revolution innominate what do you stall for?" The freckled man asked.

"If you stand for nothing Burr what will you fall for?" Alex asked.

They all paused and looked at him.

"Who are you?" They all asked looking at him.

I couldn't help but laugh but then all there heads jerked towards me.

"Now the real question is who are you jolie dame?" Lafayette asked.

I chuckled nervously before putting my hand out.

"Y/N L/N," I introduced as I shook Lafayettes hand which he proceeded to kiss.

I rolled my eyes at him and listen to Alexander introduce himself and talking about going to something called King's College.

'Does he mean Columbia University?' I thought as I recognize the name from my research on my first choice school.

Everyone started talking about what they wanted to change in the world.

"We will never be truly free until those in bondage have the same rights as you and me," Laurens said.

I smiled at this.

"I want equality for everyone including the women in the colonies I want to join the revolution," I said excitedly.

They all gapped at me and Laurens and Alexander smiled. Burr, however, covered my mouth quickly and shushed me.

"Did that girl just say she wanted to join the army?" A drunk man asked.

I took Burr's hand off of my mouth as he was trying to tell the man I said no such thing.

"Ya Burr is right I wouldn't mind joining the Navy either," I smirked at him.

The man came and walked up to me and put his hand on my face.

"A women in pants, shameful, I will get them off you quick babe," He slurred.

I scrunch my face up in disgust at the alcohol that was very prominent in his breath.

"Buddy move along and leave her alone," Alexander growled as he removed the man's hand from me.

He growled and punched Alex in the face. Then everything went very bad very quick. Burr ended up rolling his eyes and leaving the bar. Laurens went mad on him and started punching him until we weren't sure if he was alive.

"John get off of him you did enough," I said grabbing John's arm.

He growled and jerked his head around, but his face softened as he saw me. He then jerked his arm away from me which I frowned at.

The bartender was super nice about it.

"I saw what he was doing to her I see no need to call the authorities," He said looking down at the punishment John gave him.

"Thank You Sir," I laughed as I shook his hand which he kissed.

"Your welcome little lady, and I happen to like the pants," He winked.

I laughed and we bid him goodbye.