The Fishing Trip [✨Jamilton✨]

Chapter 16

First of all, sorry I haven't been updating, life sucks. But anyway, WHY THE HELL DOES THIS HAVE SO MANY READS? Like, thank you! Ok, sorry again, here's the chapter.

Alex POV

I had started packing as soon as I got home, and unfortunately, it didn't take very long, as we're only staying two nights. But that means that I'm pacing around my apartment completely ready to go by 3:30. I have a half an hour to kill, so I just decide to scroll through Instagram until Thomas gets here.

About five minutes later, I get a text from an unknown number. Curious, I tap on it to open it, and quickly scan the message. My heart immediately clenches in fear, I know exactly who this is from.

Oh, you're in big trouble now Hamilton.

Thomas POV

On the way home, and while I'm packing, I do some thinking. It was confusing, really, how much I want Alex. I always feel this need to protect him, and take care of him. Yet at the same time, I don't really want to tell him about it. I mean, I feel like he could potentially feel the same way, but what if he doesn't? Even though he says he's forgiven me, has he really? Part of me feels like maybe he would feel forced to be with me or something.

I eventually come to the only conclusion that makes sense to me. I'll have to wait for him to make the first move. Then, I'll truly know that he likes me as much as I like him.

At around 3:45, I don't have anything better to do, so I just decide to call Alex see if I can just come over until we leave.

"H-hello?"

"Hey Lex, do you think I could come over until we leave? I've finished packing."

"Yes please. Uh, that would be fine... I'm-I'm done packing anyway," he tells me. But there's something odd about his voice, it's... shaky.

"Are you alright Alex?"

"Um, I'll see you at my apartment." With that he hangs up, and now I'm starting to get worried. I quickly load up my car and drive to his place, which thankfully isn't that far away. I knock on his door, biting my lip nervously. I really hope he's alright.

"C-come in!" I hear him from inside, and so I walk inside glancing around to try and find him. He's curled into himself on the couch, knees pulled up to his chest, with his legs inside that hoodie he stole from me. It's an adorable sight, but he looks... scared.

"Hey, what's wrong darlin?" I ask softly, sitting next to him. Almost instantly he leans into me.

"I-I got a text maybe fifteen minutes ago..." He unlocks his phone as I look at him, puzzled. He then starts shaking and hands the phone to me to look at.

Oh, you're in big trouble now Hamilton. The text says. I realize who it must be right away, and I'm filled with rage. Reynolds was just taking this too far, he needs to stop scaring my Alex, or I'll have to make him. But a quick look down at him and I know I can't be angry now, when Alex needs me.

"Alex... it's ok, you're ok," I pull him into my lap as he seems to like sitting there. "He was expelled, there's no way he can get to you, and if he did try to do something, we could even get the police involved." I rub his back slowly. "If you needed me to, I would never leave your side, I'll protect you." I tell him. I'm not lying, and I hope he knows that.

"I never thought I would appreciate Washington so much," Alex mumbles into my shoulder, and sighs. "Thank you for being here Thomas. I'll never stop being scared, but you make it better..." I can almost feel him blushing as he says that.

"Heh, I definitely agree. And I'm very glad I can help." This Alex is the Alex that no one else sees, the one that he only lets me know. He's vulnerable, and I feel especially honored to be able to see this side of him, because he seems to not really like showing it.

I quickly block the number on Alex's phone and exit out of the messaging app, and hand it back to him.

"We have to go..." He whines, and rolls off of me onto the couch.

"Yeah. Let me help you with your stuff."

Alex POV

Thomas has become sort of a necessity for me now. Well, I guess I've known that, what with the desire to be around him, always. And of course the seemingly overwhelming want for him to kiss me every time I'm around him. All it takes is for me to be close to him, and then all my problems melt away. All it took to stop the panic attack I was about to have today was to be able to lean into his side.

But I don't really want to think too hard about any of that stuff for now. I just wanna be able to enjoy Thanksgiving with Thomas. I glance over at him.

"How much longer?" He chuckles.

"Alex, we still have two hours left," he tells me. "But we can stop somewhere for dinner if you want?" I grin.

"McDonald's?" I suggest, and he groans.

"Fine, but next time I'm picking." He grumbles, but I just roll my eyes and shuffle in my seat excitedly.

Thomas POV

I bite into my burger and sigh, keeping my eyes on the road.

"Ok, so maybe McDonald's isn't so bad, but I've definitely had a better burger." I tell Alex with my mouth full.

"Shut up, not all of us eat every meal at some fancy restaurant. Besides, McDonald's burgers are elite, and nothing you say will convince me otherwise." I shrug.

"Whatever you say Lex."

We're getting pretty close to my house now, we're actually in my hometown, but my house is still about fifteen minutes away.

That being said, I'm starting to get a bit nervous of what my family will think of him. I mean, it's not like we're dating or something, but I still really want my siblings to like him, because I do value their opinion. Although, I will say, if they hate him (is that even possible??), I won't value that opinion too much.

Also, I'm anxious to know how my siblings have been, Elizabeth especially. She was basically my best friend as a child. And of course Mary, she was basically a mother to us all when mom left and dad started drinking. Of course, neither of my parents are invited to Monticello for Thanksgiving, as we are all older now (except I guess for Lucy, who is now 12, but Mary is actually her legal guardian). We all broke it off with our parents a while ago, when I was sixteen.

(In case anyone is wondering what everyone's ages are in the present, Thomas is 19, Mary is 23, Alex is 17, Elizabeth is 17, Lucy is 11, Peter is 13, Randolph, Anna, and Martha are triplets all are 15, John is 18, Laf is 18, and Herc is 19.)

I pull up the driveway of my house with high hopes.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. So uh, sorry if I procrastinate on writing the next chapter, my life is going really great right now. Au revoir.