Chapter Twelve
"Shit, shit, shit! FUCK!" John stared at the picture on his phone. What would everyone think!?
"JOHN FUCKING LAURENS YOU MOTHERFUCKING FUCK!"
He looked to his left to see an angry ass Angelica charging towards him. Her light pink sundress dress trailed behind her ominously.
"I-"
She reached forward and slapped him straight across the face. "HOW DARE YOU?!"
"Angelica, look, I-"
"ALEXANDER LOVES YOU! HE WAS GONNA TELL YOU THAT TONIGHT!"
John's heart shattered. "What?"
"YEAH!" She huffed. "And now he's probably sobbing his eyes out!"
"But I didn't do anything! Thomas kissed me and I pushed him off! But he got the picture to hurt Alex!"
"Really?" Angelica raised an eyebrow in suspicion.
"Yes!"
"Well then you better go home right now!" Worry was etched into her voice. "You know how upset he gets and how badly he handles his emotions. Hurry!"
John was already running to his car.
When he got to their apartment complex Alexander was nowhere to be found. When he called his name he didn't respond.
John went into their bedroom and Alexander wasn't in there. He was about to leave the room when he noticed that the window was open. He walked over to it and looked out. Alex was sitting on the fire escape. His hands were around his knees and his face was buried in them, making his frame even smaller.
"Alex?"
His head snapped up, revealing his beet-red face. Tears streamed down his cheeks. But when he saw John his features became angry and he stood. "Don't even try to talk to me, John!"
"But, Alexander I-"
The smaller man turned away from him. A light breeze blew his long hair to the side slightly. "No."
John climbed out of the window and stood next to his boyfriend on the fire escape. "It's not what you think, Alex. I swear to god."
"Well then what is it?" He snapped.
"Thomas kissed me! I pushed him off right away, but he had James take a picture. He wants to hurt you and he's doing it by trying to damage our relationship. Please believe me."
He didn't say anything.
"I love you!"
He turned slowly towards me. "What did you just say?"
"I love you, Alexander Hamilton. So much." John repeated desperately. "I-"
Alex launched forward, smashing their lips together. When he pulled back they were both breathless. "I love you too, John Laurens."
Suddenly Alex's phone rang and he looked down at it. "It's Peggy." By now her school was out. He slid the answer button and put the phone to his ear. "Hello?"
"ALEX GET THE FUCK OVER HERE!"
"What? Where? Why?"
"THE QUAD! ANGELICA IS ABOUT TO THROW DOWN! I AM HOLDING HER EARRINGS AND EVERYTHING!"
"On my way."
Alexander hung up and John was looking at him confusedly.
"Angelica. Quad. We gotta go."
They drove over as fast as they could without breaking any laws, forgetting entirely that Alex was supposed to be on bedrest. When they arrived at the quad all they saw was a big circle of people.
Alex was small, so he slipped through the crowd easily. It was quite a sight.
Angelica stood in the center, head high and a threatening look on her face. Eliza, Maria and Peggy were slightly behind her. Maria looked worried, but Peggy and Eliza were smirking at the person who stood in front of Angelica. That person was the strangest part of the entire situation. That person was Thomas Jefferson.
Angelica got up in his face. Though she was shorter, her stance was intimidating. "You have messed with my friends enough, Jefferson. Why can't you just accept the fact that no matter how much you kiss Washington's ass he will always like Alexander better. And that is because you are utterly in-fucking-tolerable."
Jefferson scoffed. "You're just a girl. Probably on your period or something."
"Ooooh." Angelica crooned sarcastically. "Is that all the fuck you've got? A sexist comment that every misogynist and their cousin has used? Pretty fucking weak, Tommy."
Everyone watched. Too much in awe to say anything.
"Yep. On your period." Thomas laughed. "Go back to the kitchen, babe."
"Man, you are denser than I even thought." Angelica laughed. "You're a joke. You make all these homophobic comments when we all know you're screwing Madison."
Everyone went, "ooh."
Thomas spluttered, clearly unsure of what to say. He was just as shocked as everyone else. "B-Better than being a dyke and screwing the school slut."
Angelica's face said it all. He had gone too far and he was about to get it all. "Y'know, maybe you have a point." Her voice was eerily calm. Like the calm before a storm. "Maybe being gay is super disgusting and all gay people should just stop acting on their feelings. I mean that's why you keep the fact that you screw James a secret, right? But, I mean maybe he's getting a little tired of you. Maybe he's the one who doesn't wanna tell anyone. Maybe it's because you're a judgmental little homophobe with a mouth like a cat's ass. Maybe James is getting tired of hearing your shrill, self-aggrandizing lecture of how you are at the very top of the world, the very best every time you so much as cooked macaroni and cheese or farted. Maybe James doesn't wanna be with someone who looks like they just removed their top row of dentures every time they smile. Or someone who doesn't dress like an extra out of one of King George III's more elaborate wet dreams. Maybe James grew weary of dating such a kiss ass. Maybe he finally got freaked out by your strange obsession with velvet. Maybe he got tired of watching you glue your lips to Washington's ass every time you saw him. Maybe James will wake up one day and say, 'you know what? I don't wanna keep fucking a sexless, self-centered sexist.' Maybe he needs someone who knows how to do more than three things: Suck up to Washington, try to beat Hamilton in everything to no fucking avail and just be generally offensive. So, you know what, maybe one day he'll leave you too and you'll be alone and nothing you ever did will fucking matter. Maybe it has nothing to do with me and Maria or any queer people. Maybe it's just that you are utterly, utterly intolerable. Maybe that has something to do with it."
Everyone's mouths hung open, their jaws practically unhinged. Thomas's face was totally red and he was silent. Everyone was silent.
Then suddenly Peggy spoke up. "Well, shit."
Everyone erupted into a loud chorus of "OHHHH!"
Thomas turned and ran off, James trailing behind him. Angelica just had a satisfied smirk on her face. She took a bow. "Thank you very much."
AN: Yeah um I had a lot of fun writing this chapter so I'm publishing it now.