Alex's POV (also warning: this chapter is very sad and angsty!)
(Edit: no it wasn't.)

Thomas had just left so I was wondering what I could do. Classes don't start for like 5-6 days becuase we have a week until classes start for some reason.

I decided that I would just go for a walk, maybe get to know my surroundings a little more. Hopefully I don't run into John... (I mean what? I'm not keeping anything secret about John from you guys! Heheheh)

I grabbed my coat and keys then left. Locking the door behind me. You can never be to safe!

I walked around for a little bit, eventually deciding to go to that coffee shop that me and John went into, and of course Thomas- I mean Jefferson just had to be there. I walked in, looking around to make sure no one that I knew was there. No one was, so I walked up to the counter.

"Hi! I'm Peggy! What can I get for you?!" Peggy said, she sounded very happy for some reason. It kinda freaked me out.

"Are... you ok..?" I asked.

"Yep! I'm just always happy! Anyways, your order?" She asked again.

"I'll just have a regular black coffee." I said.

"Okay! I'll get that right away... uh, what's your name?" Peggy asked.

"Alex. Alexander Hamilton." I replied.

"OMG! Are you friends with John Laurens?!" Peggy asked, excitedly.

"Uh.. yeah." I replied, hesitantly.

"I'm his friend too!" Peggy said then gasped. "Can we be friends?!" Peggy asked.

"Sure!" I replied trying to sound cheery. I wasn't really good at communicating with people. And Peggy seems really nice. But then again... so did John at first.

"Peggy!" I heard someone else yell. "Stop harassing that poor man!" They said.

"But Sally! I'm not! I just made a new friend!" Peggy yelled back, but not in an angry way, just in a playful one.

"Thank God..." I heard Sally mumble under her breath, but Peggy didn't seem to hear. That's one of my really good traits, I can hear things really well. But sometimes I like to pretend I don't hear a lot of things. "Just give him his order already!" Sally yelled giving up.

Peggy handed me my coffee, but before I left she said "Oh and just so you know, don't try to flirt with me or some shit becuase I'm a lesbian!" She basically shouted.

I nodded my head and walked out. How can she be so comfterable just shouting out her Sexuallity like that?

I got to some park and sat down in a bench, drinking my coffee.

Thomas's POV

When I got to the park everyone was there except John Jay and John Adams. Also when I say park I don't mean oh slides and swings and fun little children running around. I mean just a green field of grass with some benches around.

After a while of talking about random bullshit (John Jay and John Adams still weren't there), George pointed at someone and snickered.

"Hey do you guys remember that fag?" King asked.

"Uh no..?" James said.

We all shook our heads, I wasn't really paying attention untill I heard.

"That's fucking Alexander Hamilton! It's been like 15 years since we saw him! He and Thomas used to be boyfriends~!" King said teasingly.

"Ok, one, it's been like 8 years not 15. And he's not my boyfriend! Never has, never will be!" I said. Glaring at him.

"Ok, ok, fine, but if you don't care about him then why don't we go give him a good welcoming." King said, punching his fist into his other hand as if what he really ment to say was 'let's go beat him up untill he can barley stand!' And I was having none of that.

"Um how about no." I said sternly looking him straight in the eye.

"Ugh you're no fun anymore!" King said.

After that we just kinda kept arguing about crap.

(Ok so now, this is Leebury shit so yeah. If you only came for the Jamilton and you don't want to read this then you can skip it becuase it will be over next POV change. Also shit about to go down next POV!)

Charles Lee's POV

I rolled my eyes as Thomas and King were fighting over some stupid shit. Usually I would yell something and try to be funny or something like that. But today I just wasn't feeling up to it. I looked around when I noticed that Sam was missing. I looked around a little more when I noticed him sitting on the ground, away from everyone else.

I felt a weird tingly feeling inside my stomach, it happened whenever I looked at Sam. I don't know why it happens or what it is all I know is that it has something to do with Sam.

I walked over, sitting down beside him.

"Hey" I said, trying to start up a conversation. He was always so quiet. I wonder why.

"H-hey" Sam stuttered. Huh... weird.

"So.... what are you doing?" I asked.

"Nothing." Sam said looking down, Playing With the grass.

"Well you're always doing something!" I said, laughing a little. Sam smiled and giggled a little bit, but imedeatly stopped after.

"You should laugh more often, it's cute." I said, Smiling. Sam blushed and turned his head away.

Afterwards we just kinda sat there in silence, drowning out the noises of the world. I wanted to say something, but I didn't know what. But I knew he wasn't going to try to break the silence anytime soon, so I had to.

"So do you um wanna hang out somewhere, later?" I asked. Sam looked over at me.

"Are you asking me out on a date?" He asked. And a blush crept up on my cheeks.

"I-um-er-I mean- if you want to?" I said, but it sounded more like a question. Sameul blushed, looking at the ground, then looking back up at me.

"I would love to." He said with a small smile.

"6:30PM tonight? My treat." I asked.

"Sounds good! I'll see you then!" Sam smiled.

Oh. God. What am I going to do?

(Again this is a different ship, so if you only came for the Jamilton then ship to the next POV)

John Adams' POV

Today was the day! I was finally going to ask John out! Even though it's strictly forbidden in the SMFDR to be in the LGBTQ+ group, but most of us are anyways. We just keep it a secret, mostly becuase it would ruin our reputation. We don't want to be known as the group of gays like the REVOLUTIONARY SET (RS). They are the gayest of gays, especially that John guy, there's something not right about John... sigh, there are to many John's. But the John I like is John Jay. And I'm finally going to ask him out!

I had just gotten to his dorm, I had a slight hangover, but for John I was willing to put it aside. I knocked on the door waiting for it to open.

John opened the door after a few seconds.

"Uh hey." I said awkwardly, slightly waving.

"Hey." He said, looking around, pursing his lips (Pursed lips- QUIT PURSING YOUR LIPS! Oh sorry... YOU HAVE CHRONIC KIDNEY DISEASE! Ohhh (jk)).

"Look I've been meaning to ask you-" we broke off as we were talking at the same time. Lightly chuckling afterwards.

"You go first." He said. My heart fluttered.

"Ok so um I don't really know how to say this but... I really like you and I was wondering if you wanted to maybe go on a date?" I asked. I was surprised at how the words clearly rolled off of my tongue, without stuttering, or mixing up my words.

"Yes! I mean, sure I would love that." He said straightening his posture.

"You don't need to act formal around me John!" I said laughing. John laughed aswell, slouching a bit.

"So when and where?" John asked.

"6:30PM tonight, I'll pick you up. Where we're going is a surprise." I replied.

"Ok, I'll see you then, then." He laughed.

"Should we go meet them?" I asked. JJ pouted.

"I don't really want to go..." He said.

"That's ok I'm not going to force you to go if you don't want to. But I'm going to head down there. Is that ok?" I asked.

"Yeah, I'm just going to do some stuff, I have a few things to do." JJ replied.

"Ok cya." I said, before hesitantly kissing his cheek. Then walking away, a blushing mess.

-Tiny Time Skip-

George Kings POV (King George)

I was really looking forward to beating the shit out of old Hamilfag. But first I have to get rid of Thomas. But how? Then an idea came into my head. I smirked at the very thought of it.

Me and Thomas had just stopped fighting, mostly becuase John arrived, and James was telling us to stop and John joined in once he got there so we stopped. I don't even know what we were arguing about.

"Oh so you guys will listen to Adams but you won't listen to me?!" Madison yelled.

I rolled my eyes as a response.

"Sorry Jemmy." Thomas replied, laughing a bit afterwards.

"Just fuck already!" Someone yelled.

Thomas and I whipped our heads in the direction of the person yelling but we were to late becuase they were already running away.

Just then Charles and Samuel came walking up together.

"Hey Samuel, can I talk to you?" I asked, pulling him aside anyway.

"W-what is it?" Sam asked.

"I need you to distract Thomas!" I ordered, pointing at Thomas.

"Why?" He asked.

"Becuase I said so, that's why!" I yelled in my "king" voice.
Samuel sighed.

"How do you want me to do it?" He asked.

"I don't know! That's your problem!" I replied.

"Fine..." Sam muttered. "Hey Thomas!" He yelled, running over to him.

"Yeah?" Thomas replied, looking over curiously.

"I was wondering if you'd like to get a coffee at Starbucks with me?" Samuel replied cheerily.

Thomas shrugged, "Okay. You guys want to come?" He asked the others.

I saw Charles and James about to put their hands up but I quickly stepped in before they could.

"Actually I thought we were busy doing something else you guys!" I yelled, smirking a bit. When they didn't say anything I looked back at them and glared hard. "RIGHT?!" I yelled. They all nodded their heads.

"Well... okay then... bye..?" Thomas said walking off with Samuel. I knew Sam would never agree to beating someone up, so I always made him go away when we're about to. I can't help but like the little guy a bit. But it's strictly forbidden to be part of the LGBTQ+ group in this squad, and I can. Not. Be gay. (Even though I am) since I'm the one who made up the rule.

"What was that about?! I could really use a tea right now! Humph!" James yelled angrily, crossing his arms like an upset toddler.

"Oh shush up! We're going to beat up that Hamilshit kid and you know that Thomas and Samuel wouldn't allow that so I got rid of em!" I yelled.

"Ohhhhhhh." They said at the same time.

This should be fun.

Alex's POV

I drank my coffee and had just thrown it out in a local garbage bin, when I heard a voice I had hoped I'd never hear again.

"Hey Hamilshit~" King said, right behind me, so close that I could feel his breath on my neck, it made me shiver slightly.

"What do you want George?" I asked, trying to seem tuff, but failing as my voice seemed to loose confidence.

"Hey! That's KING GEORGE TO YOU!" King yelled, shoving me to the ground, making me fall to the ground face first.

"Thanks..." I said sarcastically, lifting my head up, then, before I could get fully off of the ground, he stepped on me. "Get off George." I said dully, I knew what was going to come next, and I can almost imagine how much worse it'll be that it was back then. But I've grown stronger since then. And I'm not going to show that I'm feeling pain, or at least try not to.

King grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and punched me in the face, then lifting me close to his face, I could feel blood coming out of my nose and a bruise already forming on my cheek. "I TOLD YOU, THAT'S KING GEORGE TO YOU!" He yelled, I winced a little. I could feel his warm breath against my skin. "SO WHAT'S MY NAME?!" He asked, yelling at me. Tears threatened to form and fall, but I held them back from years of practice. I didn't reply, knowing my voice would sound like a squeaky two year olds. But that only seemed to make him more mad.

"SAY IT!" He yelled. I didn't know what he was getting so worked up for. It's just a stupid name. Finding my voice again, I decided to toy with him. It would only result in me getting more beat, but I'll take my chances.

"It" I replied smirking.

"WHY YOU LITTLE-"King growled. Punching me, before throwing me to the ground and kicking me in the side of my stomach.

"That's gonna bruise." I laughed a little. Which made King growl.

"I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD I'M GONNA-" King started but I cut him off with yet another joke. I'm gonna regret this so bad. Sorry future me but present me is gonna have some fun.

"Swearing to God? That's not good! And neither is fucking him! Shame on you!" I said in a kinda baby voice, spitting out some blood.

King jumped on my and punched me repeatedly on my face. After what felt like hours (which was actually only a few minutes) King got off me. Only to start kicking me. I heard some muttering, all I really heard was 'to far' or something, and 'ass'. King stopped kicking me for a few seconds. I didn't really know what was going on, but I forced myself to stay awake. I sat up and found a bench right behind me. Pain surged through my body but I remained strong.

"Is that the best you can do?" I asked, laughing a little bit before, and after. George spun around from talking to Adam's. King began to walk up to me until Adam's put his hand out to stop him.

"That's enough, he's doing it for the attention." Adam's whispered. But since I have good hearing (Even when I'm like dying) I could hear it loud and clear. Well maybe not loud and not fully clear, but still.

They left as I just sat there. Bleeding out from every cut my body consumed (Anyone?). I started to black out, but before I did, I heard someone I least expected to hear.

Thomas.

James Madison's POV

I watched as George stopped punching Hamilton, then got off and started kicking him.

"This is starting to go to far... who wants to tell him to stop?" I asked.

Charles put his hands up and started backing away, until he fully just turned around and walked off.

I sighed and looked at John.

"Maybe you should go get Thomas." John suggested. I nodded my head and ran off to go get Thomas.

-Short Time Skip-

I found Thomas in a small coffee shop and ran inside, then towards him.

"Thomas..... the park..... now!" I said panting and trying to catch my breath. He got up immediately. And we started running over there.

"What happened?!"

"I can't tell you, but I can tell you it has something to do with Hamilton!"

"God fucking dammit, what has the kid gotten himself into this time?!"

I didn't answer due to the question not fully being directed towards me, and more towards himself.

Once we got there, I realized I probably should've gotten Thomas a lot sooner.

Not to mention, King and Adam's were no where to be seen.

John Adams POV

James said he was going to get Thomas, so I was waiting.

Oh God... Thomas will beat the shit out of me if he finds out I didn't do anything to stop it! Sigh, a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do.

I walked over to George and put my hand on his shoulder.

"I think we should go." I whispered, and looked at him with a serious, scared, and worried look, I think that got to him becuase he nodded his head and started walking with me.

"Is that the best you can do?" Hamilton laughed.

Is he trying to get himself killed?!

George started walking over to him, probably to beat him up again. But I put my hand on his shoulder again and whispered.
"That's enough, he's doing it for the attention."

George nodded and walked away with me.

I'm pretty sure I'm one of the only people who knows about his anger issues, he's especially triggered when people call him George, he hated his father, he hated having the same name as him, he hated when people called him George becuase it reminded him of his father. His dad never really cared for him, he always just wanted George to take over and inherent the family business. But then George made a mistake, on the first day that his father took him to work, George made a mistake. I'm not sure what, all I know is that he made a big mistake. I feel bad for George most of the time. He usually doesn't even realize he's doing something until it's to late. He ment to do what he did to Hamilton. But he didn't mean for it to go that far. When Hamilton called him George and started joking around, Hamilton is the one who basically pushed George to that limit. Honestly George just wanted to kinda scared him. Not full on beat him sencless.

It wasn't his fault.

Thomas's POV

"So do you like anyone~?" I asked teasingly. And Samuel blushed.

"U-um no...?" He said, but it sounded more like a question.

"You so do! Who is it?! I promise I won't tell!" I said excitedly.

"Are you.... homophobic...?" Sam asked.

"Pfft no! You do realize that like half of the students here are homosexuals right? I mean I'm bisexual myself!" I exclaimed.

Wait, what if he's Homophobic?! Actually that's just silly! Why would he be asking then?! He's obviously on a date with another Male!

"Okay that's good! Becuase I'm gay and I'm going out on a date with Charles today!" Sam said, then almost imedeatly put his hands over his mouth.

"Ooooooo~" I teased, as Sam tried (And failed) to hide his blushing.

"I should probably go and get ready. Bye." Same said and walked out a blushing mess.

I laughed and continued to sip my coffee while scrolling through my phone. I looked up a little while later when the bell for the Door rang, and it was James. He looked out of breath.

"Thomas.... the park..... now!" He yelled panting as he tried to catch his breath.

I jolted up and ran out with him, questions racing around and burning my head, but I did not ask many of them. Just one.

"What happened?!" I asked. My throat started to burn as if there was to much wing going through my lungs and not enough saliva, even though I was gasping for air, as if I was drowning underwater.

"I can't tell you, but I can tell you that it has something to do with Hamilton!" James replied.

Hamilton.... Hamilton.... HAMILTON!

My brain started to pound, the questions in my head from before seemed to vanish into thin air, as all my mind could suddenly think of was the name that I had wanted to hear from not just myself, for 8 years. Alexander Hamilton.

"God fucking dammit what has the kid gotten himself into this time?!" I muttered, mostly to myself. But I didn't mutter those words out of hatred, I muttered them out of pure worry. I loved that smol man, but sometimes he can be really stupid.

Once we got there I couldn't believe my eyes. There, on the ground, right in front of a bench, layed Alexander Hamilton, slipping in and out of consensus. Blood covered the ground and grass around him, some on the bench aswell.

I ran over to him, trying to hold in my tears. Who would do this to him?! I picked him up and we started running to the hospital. Hamilton is really light! Does he ever eat?!

The rest was mostly a blur for me. I remember doctors rushing Alexander into a room, and I wasn't allowed in it. And now we're sitting in the waiting room, I think we've been here for about half an hour. But I'm not sure.

"Who did this? James do you know?" I asked, my voice merely a whisper.

James shook his head before replying "No I don't, I'm sorry. Why do you care though?" He asked. I looked up for the first time in a while.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, why do you care about Hamilton? Why do you care if he gets hurt? I thought you hated him after he left you."

"I care about Alexander becuase he's my friend, and my roommate! And I don't hate him! What if something happened and he couldn't tell me where he was going, and couldn't get ahold of me? Ever thought about that?"

"I'm sorry I didn't know. And I guess I never thought about that. But if you put all the pieces together it doesn't fit. It doesn't make sense. If you and Hamilton were best friends and then he had to move he would've told you."

"Well maybe he couldn't tell me! And how could you know that all the pieces don't fit together? I can't tell if all the pieces don't fit together, becuase we don't have all the pieces! I'll figure it out at some point but I gotta get him to trust me before I can really know what happened!"

"Mr. Jefferson. Your boyfriend is awake. And he's in room 420" A nurse called out for me. I blushed at the fact that she said boyfriend instead of just friend.

"Uh that's me, but ah, Alexander isn't my boyfriend." I replied awkwardly, still blushing faintly.

"Mhm, and I'm still single. Anyways, he's awake and you can see him. I would suggest one person at a time but do whatever you want. " She said winking after and walking away.

Good thing no one else was in the waiting room surprisingly.

"You go ahead, I'm not getting involved with that!" James said, putting his hands in the air and walking away.

I chuckled (ehhhhhhhh I don't like the word chuckled...), and walked down the hall to the room 420.

416, 417, 418, 419, 420!

I walked in to see Alex sitting up in the hospital bed, looking very bored and disgusted. I could tell he didn't like hospitals, but then again. Who did?

"Hey." I said awkwardly.

He looked up. A bit surprised.

"Hey, I didn't expect you to actually be here." Alex said, surprised.

"Well I am." I replied, I didn't mean to, but I sounded like an asshole. Alex looked down.

"If you want you can leave." Alexander said after a few minutes, still refusing to look me in the eyes.

"What?" I asked shocked. I just waited here for like an hour. I'm not just going to leave! That would be a waste of time!

"I said if you want. You seem like you don't want to be here. So what the point of being here if you don't want to? Imeaniwantyouherebutifyoudontwanttobeherethatsfineiguess." He muttered quickly but I still caught what he said, and smiled slightly, though it looked more like a smirk.

"Nah, I'll stay here for a bit darlin'." I said, using my blessed Virginian accent. Causing the smol man to blush.

I sat down in one of the chairs and we talked for a bit about nonsense, like we used to do. Until a nurse came in.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Jefferson?" She asked.

"Yes ma'am." I answered still using my Virginian accent.

"Mr. Hamlen has to get some rest now." I had to stop myself from bursting out laughing from her getting his name wrong. How hard is it to say Hamilton?

"Oh my God! How many times do I have to tell you people?! It's Hamilton! God!" Alexander said waving his arms around, annoyed, it was kinda cute.

"My apologies Mr. Hamilten." She said, still getting it wrong, Alex just groaned.

"Can't I stay just a little longer? I promise I'll try to get him to sleep!" I practically begged.

"Fine." She said annoyed, then walked away.

"You're not actually gonna try making me fall asleep, are you?" Alex asked, almost in fear.

"Yes I am! Doctors orders!" I said, tucking him in.

"Your no fun!" He huffed, then muttered something under his breath but I couldn't quit hear it. All I heard was "the least... come in.... me" (Oh God, I'm just thinking about all the dirty minded people who are going to be spamming Lenny faces in the comments).

"What was that?" I asked.

"N-nothing." He stuttered.

Yeah right.

"Okay." I said, doubt in my tone.

After a while we both ended up falling asleep and I guess the nurse just forgot about me or just let me sleep. Probably the first one to be honest.

Alex's POV

I woke up all of a sudden to the sound of thunder woke me up. I looked behind me and at the window that was right behind my bed. Everything was dark and I couldn't see Tommy anywhere. Another crack (IF I STOP SMOKING CRACK- sorry not the time) of lighting sent me jolting to the end of the hospital bed. I hugged my knees and tried to focuse on my breathing. My hands and legs hurt from me squeezing them so tight. Then it began to rain, it started out soft then quickly started pounding against the window. I tried everything I could to stop it but it was no use, the memories and flashbacks came flooding into my mind.

People dying.
People screaming.
My brother, James.
I reached for his hand one last time before it went underneath the waves and didn't come back up.
James, my brother, was dead, and there was nothing I could do about it.
But I could've. I could've saved him. But I didn't. I failed.
Oh God I've gotta find a way to stop it.
Stop it, stop it, JUST LET ME OUT!

Then I felt warm. I wasn't shivering from the cold. I felt safe, loved, warm, protected. Suddenly I wasn't in the flashbacks, I wasnt talking to myself in my mind with three different voices all saying terrible things about me. I was warm. And it brought me back into reality.

I let out a shaky breath that I hadn't realized I had been holding in. I looked around and I was still in the hospital, I was still at the end of the bed, but something strong and warm was wrapped around me. Two arms to be exact. From the Virginian man himself. Thomas Jefferson.

"Alex! Are you okay? What happened? Are you hurt?" He asked, all to fast for me.

"Um y-yeah I'm fine." I replied.

That's a lie.
It's for both of your guy's own good.
Sure it is. That's what you said when-
Can you ever just shut up?
No. Can you?

I stopped having a conversation with myself in my mind when Thomas started rubbing away some tears off my face.

I was crying?
Oh God, I was crying.... IN. FRONT. OF. THOMAS. JEFFERSON. I'M NEVER GONNA HEAR THE END OF IT!

I couldn't help but blush though, as he wiped my tears away, it almost seemed as if- no. I couldn't. He couldn't! Could I? Could he? No. That's impossible. And remember what he said? I can't take any chances. I told myself I wouldn't. So I won't. I will not still like or love Thomas Jefferson ever. And though I know I do, I can't show it, or confess.

It's for both of our own good.

(Ooo the spoopy secrets!)

I stopped thinking about it when another crack of lightning made me jump and clutch onto Thomas for dear life. Thomas ran his fingers through my hair, whispering sweet nothings. Such as "you're okay" and "I'm right here" which surprisingly actually calmed me down.

After that I just layed there, softly crying, listening to Thomas' breathing, and letting the warmth from his body, warm my own. It felt nice, it felt as if I wasn't actually so alone in this world, like I could finally trust someone again. But.... what if he's the one? What if he's the one dad told me about? But I thought I already figured it out. Yeah, it's John, not Thomas. And besides, Thomas wouldn't ever except to do something like that! Would he..? My mind flooded with questions, until I began to feel drowsy, until I finally drifted off to sleep.

Though, I knew I would regret it.

I've decided to end it here, I really hope you guys enjoyed this update! I haven't updated in so long but I finally got encouraged to update it! Yay! I think I'm most likely going to be mostly focusing on this story, because I'm getting more feedback on this story then my other two Lams ones. So I'm going to be focusing more on this one!

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