November 21st 2017
FridayAlex POV
It had taken quite a few people and a few days but eventually all the papers had been signed and approved. I was now the adopted son of George and Martha Washington."Of course, you don't have to call me dad if you don't want to, but nothing will stop me from calling you son." Washington said while we were walking through his house, he was giving me a tour. "I figured." I say with a small laugh.
"Now, obviously you aren't living here because you're living at the dorms, and I'm sure that once you've graduated you'll be living with John." he said and I lightly blushed, "But, if you ever need a place to stay-" he said and opened a door to a bedroom, a pretty big one too.
"This is your room." he continued. I stared in awe at the massive bedroom, I don't think I mentioned this before but, the Washingtons are pretty darn rich. There was a double four poster bed in the middle, a giant closet to the side, a desk and a door on the right leading to the balcony. On the left there was another door that leads to the bathroom which was also pretty big, a big bath and shower and obviously a sink and toilet. "Wow." I said still in awe.
Washington laughed a bit, "Do you like it?" he asked, "It's amazing." I replied. Then I remembered, I hadn't even told my friends or John about this, shit what are they gonna think? I better text them. Later. "Alright, continuing with the tour!" Washington said as he leads me away from the glorious bedroom.
John POV
I sat on the couch of my dorm watching F.R.I.E.N.D.S for like, the 90th time, what can I say? I love that show. My phone starts buzzing and I can only assume it's the group. I open my phone.[tomcat has entered the chat]
tomcat: Hey guys, so I have news... I forgot to tell you a few days ago so I'm gonna tell you now.
[sAtIsFiEd has entered the chat]
[thehelplessone has entered the chat]
[HORSEFUCKER has entered the chat]
sAtIsFiEd: Whatever it is, we'll support you completely!
thehelplessone: Yeah! No matter what you have to say.
[TheFrenchiestFry has entered the chat]
HORSEFUCKER: Yeah don't worry Alex, we will support you
TheFrenchiestFry: Unless you're supporting Trump now. We will never forgive you.
[gayturtle has entered the chat]
gayturtle: Pretty sure he's not supporting Trump
TheFrenchiestFry: You think so now and then BAM he's a Trump supporter.
anFPEGGY: Sure.
tomcat: I'm not supporting Trump.
anDPEGGY: Thank God!
sAtIsFiEd: Then what's up?
tomcat: Okay so.. I got a letter from the government saying that I would be taken out of the school and put into an orphanage because of my age and not having a legal guardian.
thehelplessone: ...
HORSEFUCKER: what?
TheFrenchiestFry: im losing my roommate?
anDPEGGY: this is a joke right?
tomcat: No, it's not a joke, but-
gayturtle: OH THANK GOD THERES A BUT!
sAtIsFiEd: lol
thehelplessone: not the time Angie.
tomcat: I could get adopted and stay at the school and avoid being put into an orphanage
TheFrenchiestFry: Wait did someone adopt you?
tomcat: Yes
sAtIsFiEd: WHO?!
tomcat: Well... It's uh...
anDPEGGY: I swear to all things holy Alexander Hamilton if you don't tell us who you will never see the light of day.
gayturtle: Please don't Peggy
tomcat: It's Washington.
thehelplessone: ooooooooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH
HORSEFUCKER: WHAT?!
TheFrenchiestFry: now he really is your dad.
gayturtle: wow
sAtIsFiEd: that makes him your future dad inlaw John!
gayturtle: WHAT?!
tomcat: Okay I'm not sticking around for this.
[tomcat has left the chat]
[gayturtle has left the chat]
I switch off my phone and bury my face into my hands, "Dammit Angie!" I yell out loud.
I hear Herc walking into the room laughing, "Oh man! Now you have to ask for Washingtons blessing when you propose!" he yells, I throw a pillow at him, "WE'VE BEEN DATING FOR TWO WEEKS!" I yell and he runs back into his room laughing, I fall into the couch face first and groan trying to make my red face go back to normal.
Then I realized what Alex actually said and immediately I'm confused, what did he mean by 'because of my age'? Isn't he 19? That's legal... Unless... He was lying? Gosh now I have to ask him. Later, I'm not gonna ask him over text.
I turn back to the TV, "You know what else is really great about him? Oh, what is the word for an adult who doesn't have dinosaur toys in their bedroom?" Rachel says and I laugh.
I wonder where Alex is, I haven't seen him all day. He's probably at the coffee shop or something, maybe he's with Washington having father-son bonding time. I hope he gets back soon, I need cuddles.
"It's this dumb thing Ross made up just to try to fool out parents. It's a way of giving the middle finger without actually having to give it." says Monica, I check the time on my phone, 16:47, "I remember I cried the night you made that up. It was the first time I realized I was cooler then my big brother." she finishes.
"Ha!" I laugh.
~time skip~
About a half an hour later the door knocks and I go to open it, it's Alexander. "Hey baby." I say moving aside for him to enter, "Hey, I'm sorry I didn't tell you guys about getting adopted by our professor." he said and I laughed, "It's okay." I reply and he pulls me into a kiss, I don't kiss back and he pulls away, "Baby, is there something wrong?" he asks, I stay silent for a second.
"You mentioned something earlier, on the group chat..." I say and take a seat on the couch and he does too, "What did I say?" he asks, "Uh, you said something about your age... When you said that you were gonna be sent to an orphanage because of your age." I replied, "Oh... Right."
He placed his hands on mine, "I maybe, lied about my age." he said, "Uh huh? So, how old are you?" I asked worried, he stayed silent for a moment, "I'm uh... I'm 17." he said, "Oh! Oh thank God I thought you were like 15 or something I was so worried." I exclaimed, he laughed.
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One Last Time //Lams//University AU//Part 1
FanfikceJohn Laurens is a new student at Kings University, upon signing into his dorm he meets a young man named Alexander Hamilton and immediately falls in love, little does he know the secrets Hamilton keeps. This is part 1 of 2.