Hamilton

"Fuck." I wake up and the damn sun is in my eyes. Who the hell gave the sun the right to do that shit?

Wait. This isn't even my apartment. This is a fucking hotel. I look to my left and see John.

He wakes up and looks at me. "Alexander?! We didn't... ya know?"

"No we didn't."

"Okay good."

"I guess I'm gonna head home," I sigh and get out of the bed. "Ow fuck."

"Hangover?"

"Yep. I'll take something when I get home."

"I might something," he says reaching for his bag.

"No, Jack it's okay." I grab his hands and intertwine our fingers. I feel my face heat up and I let go of his hand. "S-sorry."

He sighs. "No it's fine."

"So... do you remember anything that happened last night?"

"Well, we went out and you got hella drunk and you started to talk to me about... stuff. Then you got tired and I brought you here."

"Is that it?"

He looks down, breaking our eye contact. "N-no. Why would you think that?"

"Just asking. I've gotta get going." I turn towards the door.

"Wait. Alex."

"Yes?"

He takes a couple steps towards me. "Last night you said you loved me and that you wanted me again, and I told you no and we kissed."

I look down at the floor. How could I be so fucking dumb? "I'm so sorry."

"Don't apologize to me. Apologize to Eliza. She deserves it, not me."

I sigh and give him a hug. "I'll talk to you later, okay?"

"Mhm."

I turn the door knob and walk out into the hallway.

"Oh you're finally home," Eliza smiles and greets me at the door. She holds a small piece of cloth in her hands.

"Do we have anything for hangovers?"

"Yep! I'll get it," she says and hurries off the kitchen. She's in a good mood today.

She brings me a bottle of ibuprofen and a glass of water. "Thanks Liza." I quickly take two of the ibuprofen and check the time on my phone. Damn, it's already 12:30.

Eliza comes from the back closet carrying a basket of clothes. I walk up behind her and hug her from behind. "What's all this."

"Oh this? It's nothing. I don't know why you would think it's something for us."

I smile and kiss her cheek. "You're a horrible liar Liz."

"Well Angelica called and said she... wanted to help the orphanage close to where she lives so I'm sending her some baby clothes."

She says the last part like a question. "Alright," I go along with it even though she's lying.

"So you were with John last night," she says coldly as she continues to fold the clothes.

"Yes. And he was sober."

"So you didn't do anything, right?"

I roll my eyes. "Yes mom."

"Alex, I know you think I'm overprotective asking questions like this but, I just don't want you to leave me."

"I won't, I promise." But do I promise that? What about Laurens? God, I can't stop thinking about him. His hair, and his beautiful eyes and-

"Did you hear me Alexander?"

"W-What?"

"I said, Peggy and I are gonna go out later and go shopping. Do you wanna come with us?"

"I think I'll stay here, Betsy," I say as I hear a knock at the door.

"Coming!" She stops what she's doing and goes to the door. "Hey Peggs!"

I sigh and go to our bedroom. I pull out a gray sweater and a pair of jeans and put them on.

"Alex! We're leaving!"

"Bye."

I wait until I hear the door close and I take out my phone.

HammyHam: Hey. Can you come over?

🏳️‍🌈🐢: Now? Isn't Eliza there?

HammyHam: she just left with Peggy

🏳️‍🌈🐢: Yeah ig I'll be over soon

After about thirty minutes, John finally makes it to my house.

"Why did you want me to come over?" He says, crossing his arms, obviously suspicious.

"I just wanted to see you." I smile weakly. He'll know it's a lie.

"Alexander Hamilton, you and I both know that was lie. Now spill."

"I... I wanna try again with you. Give me another shot."

He looks down. "What about Eliza? She wants to be with you. Hell, you're gonna marry her eventually so you don't have time for me." He turns to leave but I grab his arm and pull him towards me, our lips inches apart.

"One more chance. Just let me take you out and if I screw up then, I guess, I'll stay with Eliza."

"You promise?"

"I promise."

There's a moment of silence, then suddenly our lips meet. We pull apart. "I love you John. So fucking much," I say between kisses.

We finally pull away from each other. "Do you wanna go out now? We have about two hours to do anything we want."

"Yeah lets go."

I grab his hand and we head out the door.