Alexander Hamilton had a dream. Many people do, but his was different. He wanted to be a hero, to have his story told, almost unheard of in his small town. But, having gotten his phone after 14 years of nothing, and consequently going without food for almost 3 days, he met someone called John Laurens.
This John wasn't unattractive, but, there was no chance he knew who Alexander was, let alone having a chance with him.
He sighed, shifting on his matress, and staring into John's eyes, those beautiful eyes, when he got a notification.
'Hey, I noticed you followed me. I was wondering if you would like to be friends?' It read, and Hamilton flushed when he realised who it was from.
'I'd love to, but, I've never had any friends before, so...'
'Oh, that's okay! I can introduce you to some of mine, if you want?'
'Really?'
'Yeah! Alexander Hamilton, right?'
'Yup, the one and only..'
'Hey, is everything okay?'
'Yeah, I'm just tired'
'Okay. I added you to the group chat, you'll have loads of friends in no time!'
Looking away for a second, he saw the sun glittering behind the curtains, and knew he'd have to go soon. His phone quickly exploded with notifications
Lafayette: 'Who is this? Laurens do you have a new boyfriend?'
Laurens: 'What? No. He's my friend, and probably not gay'
Hamilton: 'dhjfjdksjs'
Laurens: 'Ne ver mind'
Mulligan: 'you killed another kid?'
Laurens: 'Tf?'
Laurens: 'Alex you okay tho?'
Hamilton: 'I don't know honestly I think I died. Again. You've killed me twice'
Laurens: 'How-'
Laurens: 'Ho ly fuck that was smooth'
Mulligan: 'Get a room'
Laurens: 'I'm in my room idiot'
Hamilton: ';)'
Lafayette: ';)'
Lafayette: 'Fuck a baguette'
Hamilton: 'Depends. How big is it?'
Lafayette: 'Bigger than you.'
Hamilton: 'Daaamn'
Laurens: 'Back off French Mango he's mine'
He looked up at the clock and swore under his breath.
Hamilton: 'Fuuck I gtg'
Laurens: 'Why?'
Hamilton: 'Work'
Laurens: 'You're 14! You can't even pass for that you shouldn't work'
Hamilton: 'I like eating, so, see you later'
Lafayette: 'Au Revoir'
Alexander got up, and walked into the main room, fixing his hair as much as he could. "Look, it's the son of a whore" someone whispered as he passed by, but he took no notice. The time seemed to fly until he could finally go back to his room, and he was thankful for it, a new spring in his step
Hamilton: 'Whattup bitches I'm back'
Laurens: 'No u'
Lafayette: 'Oof'
Hamilton: 'I just fell off my bed'
Laurens: 'You fell for me ;)'
Hamilton: 'I think I broke my eyes o w'
Laurens: 'Btw,,, I was thinking of doing a meet up at some point, do we all live in America?'
Mulligan: 'Ye'
Lafayette: 'Ye'
Hamilton: 'No, but I'm coming over next month to get an education since being poor is fuun-'
Hamilton: 'Fuck ignore that'
Laurens: 'Where do you live I can come get you'
Hamilton: '[Insert place]'
Laurens: 'Get ya things ready, I'll be there at 5'
Lafayette: 'Gay'
Mulligan: 'Bb,,,, no'
Hamilton: 'I called it'
Lafayette: 'What do you do as a job?'
Hamilton: 'Uh-'
Mulligan: 'You made the kid upset good job Lafayette'
Hamilton: 'I'm not upset, I just don't know how to explain it-'
Lafayette: 'Take your time'
Hamilton: 'You know how when Lin-Manuel Miranda was alive they had the workshops?'
Lafayette: 'Yeah?'
Hamilton: 'One still exists. That's all I'm saying.'
Lafayette: 'Oh. Oh.'
Hamilton: 'I should probably get my stuff ready, huh?'
Lafayette: 'Yeah, but'
He didn't see the rest of his message as his phone died, so he ran to plug it in, and breathed a sigh of relief he didn't know he was holding. He then turned to his room, cleaning up the plates and cups, and putting his few clothes (and a binder) in a bag. Slipping a bracelet on his wrist, straightened his clothes, and grabbed a book. It was called "Miranda" and recounted the life of Lin-Manuel Miranda, and his rise to fame.
Turning to the page he was on, he read under his breath. "Miranda became the right hand man of Jackson, and together they led their men through the battle, winning shortly after" he heard a knock on the door, grabbed his phone, and opened it.
"Someone's here for you, Alexander." The person he found closest to a father figure spoke to him, and led him outside. "He says he's your dad?" Hamilton paused for a second, remembering what Laurens said in a private conversation. "Oh, right. Thanks. Can I grab my bag quickly?"
"Yep! Hurry up, though" He did, and walked out a minute later, charger now in his bag. "Bye, Alexander" He smiled, and waved him off.
Hamilton sighed, walking out to see Laurens. His eyes dilated as he saw the sun, and when he adjusted his breath was taken away. Blushing, he smirked "So, Daddy~" Laurens choked, "How are we going to get to this magical place you call home?"
"Well first, we're going to wait for The Gay"
"Mulligan and Lafayette are coming? Wait nO" They both burst into laughter, and Hamilton pulled the other into a back alley, smiling. "So. You've already claimed me, so,,," he paused in gay "Do you want to be my boyfriend?"
Laurens nodded, holding his hand and kissing it gently.
"Lovebirds~" Lafayette walked into the scene, Mulligan behind him
"Coming from you." Laurens laughed, pulling Hamilton towards the two, leaving the former flushed.
"God, Laurens, there's someone smaller than you"
"Hey! I'm not that short" Hamilton retorted, regaining his balance.
"How tall are you, then?" Mulligan smirked
"5'3.." He mumbled, leaning into his new boyfriend, before getting picked up bridal style. "Laurens! What the fuck-" he was cut off with a kiss, and he practically melted into it, feeling a smirk against his lips. "Talk less, Alexander." Laurens smiled, putting him down.
"I-" he was speechless, and blinked a few times to check this was real. "I'm dreaming."
"Nope, this is real"
"How-! How though! It's been ages since I've had a friend, yet alone a boyfriend!"
"We should get going, the boat is leaving soon." Lafayette sighed, pulling Mulligan and not waiting for the others.
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Not enough time
FanfictionA modern story based on Hamilton, exploring the relationship between Hamilton and Laurens, and his family. "What would you do if you had enough time?"
