Hamilton- Fake Laf AU (High school version) DISCONTINUED

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Alex was not having a good day. This was the first day without Laf and he could not deal with it. He practically acted as if Laf were dead.

John and Herc tried to cheer him up, but nothing worked. The only thing that would make Alex happy now would be for Laf to walk up and surprise him at this very moment—

He felt a tap on his shoulder.

Alex groaned. "God, what do you w—" He froze.

"Lafayette" was standing in front of him. The "same" Lafayette who was supposedly in France at this very moment.

"Laf!? What are you doing here!? I thought you left yesterday!!"

Thomas cleared his throat and got ready to recite his lines.

"The way you acted when I was supposed to leave yesterday made me realize that.. that I couldn't leave you. So I snuck away from my family and stayed."

Alex's brows were furrowed, almost in confusion. Thomas gulped nervously. He prayed to the heavens that Alex believed him and that his accent was still accurate and that he couldn't see that he wasn't actually—

"Laf... you didn't have to do that for me. I.. I feel bad now," Alex had tears in his eyes.

"D-don't, mon amour.." Thomas stuttered out. "I did it because I love you and I don't want to be away from you."

In reality, Thomas wasn't lying. He did love Alex. He didn't want to be away from him. It's not like he had to pretend to be in love with Hamilton...

He already was.

"Oh, Laf!" Alex cried. He suddenly leaned in and smashed his lips against Thomas's.

Poor Alex has no clue what he's just done.

Thomas's POV

Holy FUCK. Hamilton is kISSING ME HOLY FUCKING SHIT.

The moment his lips were on mine I knew for a fact that I could never let this man be taken away from me.

I was in complete shock. After a few seconds though, I kissed back.

Damn, Alex is a good kisser.

It's pretty weird how I'm kissing someone who thinks they have kissed me a million times but really, this is the first.

Alex pulled away much sooner than I'd like.

"My god... I love you so much," he said.

I have been waiting so goddamn long to hear those words from him.

I quickly pulled him into a tight hug. I pressed my nose up against the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent like it was keeping me alive.

Oh, the things I want to do to this man~

That night, I got another text from the real Lafayette.

Stealin my man 😤: How did it go with pretending to be me
Stealin my man 😤: or did you not do it yet

Thomas: I thought you wanted me to delete ur number

Stealin my man 😤: I want to keep in touch so I know you don't do anything bad
Stealin my man 😤: so did you do it or not

Thomas: ye I did
Thomas: he bought it

Stealin my man 😤: well, I cannot blame him for not telling the difference
Stealin my man 😤: we are identical

Thomas: I would fuck him tonight but he said he's got shit to do for the debate club,,

Stealin my man 😤: I do not need to know when and how you have sex with my boyfriend!!
Stealin my man 😤: but I had a thought
Stealin my man 😤: what if Alex or one of my friends wants to text me/you?

Thomas: uh
Thomas: I'll tell everyone
Thomas: you got a new phone number

Stealin my man 😤: sure, that works

Thomas: these are going to be the best months of my life

Stealin my man 😤: THOMAS
Stealin my man 😤: YOU CANNOT DO THIS FOR THE ENTIRE TIME I AM IN FRANCE

Thomas: whoops gotta go, my macaroni's gonna burn
Thomas: au revoir, motherfucker

I laughed to myself.

I was totally doing this until the end of the school year.

I mean, what could Lafayette really do?

He's in France.

I'm in America.

And I've got Alex right where I want him.

Hey guys,, it's ya boy Wooper. Thanks for reading and voting all that jazz. Just want to let you know that I have limited creativity and I encourage you to suggest any ideas you might have for the story! Because.. i don't have many ideas. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Thanks again!