*COMPLETED* Unusual- A Lams Hamilton Fanfiction

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John's POV (wow big change!)

I held Alex's hand as we walked down the corridor, normally at this time I would be panicking, thoughts flying through my mind. But now, no. All that mattered was me and Alex. Just us. Then we got to the gate and my heart started to beat harder in my chest,
"Hey," Alex began," where abouts do you live? We could walk home together."
"Oh, uhhhh," I started," I... uhhh... down the avenue." Then I regretted it, what if Dad saw us?!?!? He'd kill us!! Literally. Please say that you live no where near the avenue! I prayed silently to Alex but it was all to no avail,
"Cool! Same, I live- I- uhhhh.....nevermind." He stuttered and squeezed my hand tighter. I looked down worriedly at him but he just looked down at he ground. After a few moments of silence, he burst out,
"John!I can't hold this in any longer! I'm an orphan, my father left, my mother died and my cousin committed suicide! Then a hurricane destroyed my town, they sent me here...All the way from the Caribbean... they passed a plate around... total, strangers." He started, loudly at first and then his voice nearly a whisper, then it got bolder," they raised enough money to send me over to, well... here... A four year old, flying over sea from the Caribbean with only a suitcase and the clothes on my back. Then... then I got sent there," he shuddered at he last word, where's THERE? I thought, but didn't say anything and let Alex finish.
" The orphanage. I hate that place, full of lice-ridden bullies." He grumbled, oh yeah. Alex is a huge germaphobe.
My eyes widened as he said that, okay so my homophobic father plus my gay as f-FRIK boyfriend that is also an orphan: disaster.

Soon after, we had reached the start of the avenue, I stopped dead in my tracks. I squeezed Alex's hand and he stopped, he must've seen the anxious look in my eyes because he squeezed my hand back, rubbing his thumb over the back of my hand.
"................I- uhhhh- erm- heh- I- uhh—-" I began, not knowing how to begin but Alex cut me off and shushed me- leaning closer to my face and planting a soft, short kiss on my lips. Making my face go as red as a tomato.

O^O blasting Heathers in my room rn and just realised that my window is open and my parents are outside *facepalm* halpppp meehhhh XD //

Then he started to walk down the avenue, squeezing my hand as he pretty much dragged me down the road. Soon enough, I saw my house around the corner and nearly crushed Alex's hand,
"Uhhh... John?" He murmured but I took no notice, thoughts were flying through my mind, what if Dad sees us?! Will he see us?! What if Alex walks me to the door?!
"I- uhhhh-" I started, trying to think up an excuse to avoid my house,
"I have to go," I muttered and then ran out of sight, to the opposite side of the road, opposite where I lived, and hid behind a bush- hoping to lose Alex. Unfortunately he saw me, gave me an amused look and followed me to the bush,
"Uhhh... John. I see you, you know." He chuckled and I felt my cheeks go red.
"I- uhhh... I know..." I mumbled. Alex sat beside me behind the bush, so close that our shoulders were touching.
"John," he murmured, entwining his fingers with mine and looked into my eyes," please tell me what's going on." I sighed I couldn't resist those pleading eyes," my- my dad. He's a homophobic man... and he- he abuses me... That's where I get the bruises..." I muttered.
"What- What about the cuts?" Alex ventured softly, squeezing my hand in encouragement.
"That's... me." I mumbled. Alex gasped

Le gasp XD//

And dived on me, wrapping his arms around me, squeezing me in a warm hug.

;-; I'm dying rn halppp XD//

For a second I was stunned and didn't move but then I hugged back. Then Alex began to talk again, I could tell that he had been crying because of his shaky voice,
"So, that's why we can't be seen together near your house. In case your father sees you and you're scared of what he'll do when- no, if he finds out." He established, his voice cracking while he talked. Then he pulled away and helped me sit up from my position of where I was lying on the floor. I looked at him and saw tears brimming his eyes and tear streaks that lead down his cheeks. Alex smiled and added,
"You've got to stop that though, promise me?" He asked, his smile fading,
"Promise," John replied and stood up, and helped Alex up,
" Now I need to go before my dad gets suspicious," John reminded Alex, " Could you- maybe... I dunno... go behind the houses to get to... where you live..." nice one John, that won't offend him at all I thought and winced at the thought. Fortunately for him, Alex just smiled, nodded and then walked up to John and gave him a gentle kiss on the lips, leaving a very red John, then turned and walked off behind the houses to get to the orphanage. I wonder how it is there- no, how bad it is there he pondered but then focused on the task ahead; his father.

Okay, *wheeze* this sounds like he's gonna do... some dirty deed to his father XD but that's not what I mean XD.
Get your minds outta the gutter

Ya Nasties

XD I'm sorry I'll leave now//

John walked back to the fronts of the houses, adjusted the straps on his backpack and walked up to his house. It looked a mess. The grass on the garden was overgrown and pretty much everything was dead, with cans of coke and the occasional slice of pizza scattered across the grass on the front garden. John sighed and looked into the living room window to see the curtains closed, as per usual. John thought bitterly and walked up to the front door, rummaging in his bag for his keys. When he finally found them, he put them in the lock but the keys wouldn't turn. Dad left the keys in. John thought and sighed, bringing his hands to his face. He was locked out. Then a thought popped into his mind. His window! He remembered from the last time that this had happened, the neighbours had given a ladder so that he could get in and then, they had let him have it in case it happened again. He didn't want to use the front door but it was easier than climbing the ladder but today, he had no choice so he went around the side of the house to where the wooden ladder lay on the dead grass. John sighed and picked it up, resting it on the wall and began to climb. He knew that this wasn't safe, but it was safer than waking up his father, he shuddered, making the ladder rattle. John began to cling to it, only moving to push up on the next step, only to cling back onto the shaky ladder. Finally, he reached the-
1234 words hehe 😂//

-window and flung it open, crawling in and falling onto his springy mattress. He sighed and sat up, closing his window again. He lay back down on his bed to try and clear his thoughts when he heard a demanding voice,
"Just where have you been?"
John's heart stopped.

Not literally XD don't worry he's alive- for now- he has to face his father  ooohhooooo spoilersss XD also that wasn't meant to be underlined, Wattpad likes to mess with me from time to time XD
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I know what you're thinking...
So...
GET YOUR HEADS OUTBOF THR  GUTTER!!!
Wow apparently when I get sarcastic, I can't spell... mhm.... wow... XD okay I hope that you enjoyed this chapter,
Stay weird-
                        Falcon 🐢