Anthony Ramos x Reader

Eleven

((a/n I have been so inactive and I feel terrible! I will try to update more, but this story might be coming to an end soon. But I'm not sure yet. We will have to see.))

One Year Later...Opening Night

People flooded in from ever open door. I scrambled past them, trying to make my way backstage. I tried to be polite and ask people to move, but I found myself pushing. I made it to the front row, the row where no people were standing, before the lights flashed and everyone started to quite down. I quickly found my seat and waited.

"Ladies and gentlemen," a voice emerged from the speakers but there was no person in sight. "please take your seat. In case of an emergency there are exits located to the front left and right of the stage," The spotlights lit up the doorways that usually led to hallways only the actors use. "and in the back of the auditorium." The lights traveled behind all the seats and lit up the main doors everyone entered in. "At this time, please silence all cellphones. Recording any part of this show is strictly prohibted. Thank you for coming, now please enjoy Hamilton!"

A wave of applause filled the auditorium-dull clapping. For a moment it was dark and I could barely see the seat next to me. Then the music started and the lights came on. At first I saw Leslie and Lin and Anthony. But quickly I saw Aaron Burr, Hamilton, and Laurence. I got lost in the lights, the background, and the music. It wasn't until Anthony glanced down at me that I remembered why I was here.

Eight Months Earlier

I woke up and looked up at Anthony. Shirtless with my head on his chest, his hair falling out of the bun, curls falling all over the pillow, the blanket half on the floor, half on his legs. I smiled and snuggled up closer to him, soaking up the moment. No Lin, no Pippa, no crazy ex, nothing. Just me and Anthony, the way I've always dreamed of it. 

I snuggled up close to him and closed my eyes, not thinking of anything other than us in this moment. Before any other thought could enter my mind, I felt Anthony's chest raises as if he was taking in a big breath, and then he yawned. I raised my head and looked up at him.

"Good morning beautiful," He said sleepily and ran his hand through my messy hair.
"Good morning," I responded, smiling. "What's today's plan?"
"I just woke up," He laughed and shifted his body forward as if he was getting to sit up. "Let me remember what day it is first."

I smiled and said nothing. I still couldn't believe where I was after dreaming about it for years.

The door gently pushed open and Lin peeked in. "You guys up?"
"Yeah," Anthony yawned. I sat up so he could get out of bed. "We're up."
"Good. We have a few places to go today," Lin said, no longer whispering.
"Like where?" I asked, pulling my hair up.
"We have to stop by the theater we are using for the shows and drop off some boxes with costumes and stuff, go to the store and get food, yada-yada, you know." 
Anthony looked at me and smiled. "I guess that's what we are doing today."

***

"What-cha drinking?" Pippa asked as I walked back over from a little café outside of the theater.
"Iced coffee," I said, taking another sip. 

We stood together, admiring the outside of the theater and the distraction of Anthony, Lin, and Daveed, shirtless, sweaty, and caring boxes. They insisted they didn't need help, so we decided to watch.

"When are you going home?" Pippa asked suddenly. "You don't have to, I just wondered if you planned on it."

"Depends," I said, sipping my coffee and trying my hardest not to stare at the guys. "I applied for my dream school in New York City. The acceptance rate is low, but if I get in then I will 100% be leaving. If not, then I don't know yet."

"What's your dream school?" Pippa asked, sounding excited. 
"American Music and Dramatic Academy."
"Wait, really? Like where Chris and Anthony graduated?"
"Yeah," I laughed awkwardly. "I've wanted to go there since I was little."
"For acting?"
"Music, actually."
"Still can't say I've heard you sing," Pippa laughed. "But I'm sure you are amazing."

***

The five of us- Lin, Pippa, Daveed, Anthony, and myself- walked through Walmart. A few people pointed and whispered at the presence of Hamilton stars, but no one came up to us. I stood next to Anthony, holding his hand with one of my hands, the other one checking my phone every two seconds.

"You looking for something," Anthony asked when he noticed me turn on my phone for the eighteenth time since we walked in two minutes ago. "or am I just that boring?"

"Huh? Oh," I slid my phone in my pocket and completely dodged the question.

Of course I want to get into my dream school, but if I do then I have to leave Anthony. And I wouldn't know how to tell him.

A Few Days Ago...

Anthony tackled me to the bed, both of us laughing. 

"Get off!" I laughed, trying to push him off.
"No, let me love you!" He giggled and kissed me all over my face.
I kissed his forehead then quickly pushed him to the other side of the bed. "SNEAK ATTACK!" I yelled, gripping the nearest pillow and pelting it at him.
"Two can play at that game," He shot up and snatched a pillow off the floor, ready to attack.
I got up and stood on the bed with a pillow in my hands. He swung and hit my side with his pillow. At the same time I jumped forward and smacked him in the head with mine.
I rolled up the sleeves of the hoodie- his hoodie- I was wearing and struck again, this time he blocked it with his hand and grabbed the fabric before I could pull it back. Except, I wouldn't let go. 

He pulled the pillow, pulling me towards him. He caught me and picked me up so my legs were wrapped around his waist and my arms around his neck. He kissed me, once he pulled away he wouldn't look away from my eyes.

"I love you so much," I said, smiling.
"Can we just stay like this forever?" He asked, kissing my forehead afterward.

Today...

I don't know how I would ever tell him.