I'm not sorry for this picture..shemar Moore everyone 😍

Trigger warning!!

Pacing, yes I'm actually pacing so much that it's sad. Exactly ten minutes and then boom, Alex and no where to run.

I could literally call to cancel, say that I got sick and that I didn't want him to catch the sickness. Which will make me look like an asshole because he will probably literally eat right through my lies and see the truth. I mean of course he would, he's known me for a while. He knows my stupid little acts I put on when I don't wanna go somewhere or do something.

I ended up making small sandwiches and lemonade, mostly because I love both and not because they were also his favorite.

After a while of pacing my feet into the ground. I decided to settle down and read a little. Knowing that Alex will try and not be exactly on time in order to not seem desperate. I chose this book called "Sisters" that I was obsessed with in like middle school, it's mostly pictures and I can read it in like 20 mins tops, but it still makes me smile and laugh. (have I mentioned how much I hate transitioning to a new topic because it just always feel awkward)

Suddenly there's a knock at the door, making me and my stomach jump. My heart immediately hits the floor as anxiety racks my whole body.

I set my book down and do a quick spin around to make sure everything is still in place and clean, before heading to the door. Taking a deep breath and opening it.

And in all lovely glory stands......peggy. What the actual-

"bitch, I heard Alex was coming over here today and you should of called me! What the hell where you thinking!! You probably needed my help getting crap clean and outfits. ARE THOSE BAGS UNDER YOUR EYES!? I can see right past that concealer(I don't know make up..I know shocker..cause I'm a girl) bitch I invented hiding your bags with that shit. Come here right now. Alex told me he will be here in like 5 more minutes and we only need 3 of those to properly make sure you don't look absolutely dead! Gosh I can't believe.." peggy stormed in rambling, pulling me to the bathroom and making me sit on the toilet.

"yea yea I'm sorry pegs, I mean I don't think lex knows much about make up so I just threw something on and cleaned up, and before you ask. Yes I slept for a bit. Just not as much as I would like." I say slightly annoyed. Mostly because I had been panicking for Alex to be here, just for peggy come and give me a lecture on make up I never really wanted to put on.

"good now shut up, it'll be like I was never here. Got it? No mentions of me. Not even my scent will be detected" peggy said, looking dead serious.

I quickly nod and let her fix up my mess of make up I had on my face

Once she was done and quickly grabbed her bag and took out air fresher and sprayed it, before giving me a quick hug and running out the apartment.

Laughing softly to myself, I put the stuff she left out back and walked  back into my living room.

Before I could even sit down long enough to relax, there was another knock on the door.

Anxiety courses through me again, as I leap up trying to look and seem as cool and chill as possible before opening the door.

This time when I open it, I am standing right in front of the person I wanted to see the least and the most at this very moment.

Alexander Hamilton. (dramatic waiting starts now)

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"hey uh..hey John h-how are you"

Fuck he's talking to me, outside of my apartment, looking at my face..

"I'm pretty good if I do say so myself, wanna..y'know come in?" I let out, I bit to fast than I would like to admit.

"um yea. Yes I would love to." Alex saying, looking behind me and into my apartment.

I step aside to letting him in, while glancing behind him wondering if I should run and never look back...

Once I close the door, I turn and see Alex admiring my apartment, his hands casually stuffed in his pockets.

"so..how are you?? Would you like to sit? I could get you some water or something, it doesn't have to be water it could be like anything. Not saying that I have everything but I could run down to the gas station..it's not that-" i rushed out before getting cut off by alex

"calm down, I'm alright. Water is fine, and I would love to sit down..if you care to join me?" Alex says rather smoothly, and definitely more calm than me..

Third person

Grabbing Alex a glass of water John quietly joins Alex on his couch, they softly begin to talk about mindless things such as what they've been doing and new things they are interested in. Soon drifting into deeper conversations like why did John leave and what happened while he was gone, as well as how Alex took the absents and how did they cope.

The night was coming fast, faster than they ever thought it would and even through sandwiches and lemonade they never found a topic not to talk about. Not once falling into awkward silence.

It was something both of them misses dearly, their love and affection along with the never ending conversation. Missing each other's company and the warmth that blossomed in their hearts.

And before they knew it, they had talked and laughed. Cried and smiled through the whole night right as the sun was coming up.

Sunshine forced its way through those dusty blinds of John's apartment.

Both John and Alex asleep in each other's arms.

Sunshine

A/n so I know what you're thinking "toccara you said you would publish this like four days ago, yea yea I know. But hear me out...I was lazy╮(╯▽╰)╭ but here it is...I hope you guys liked the third person thing. It was My first time doing it soooooo