Accidentally in Love

Chapter 2

(A/N why are people reading this crap? the world may never know. welp, have fun reading this trash. i swear after this chapter my writing gets a lot better. also quick thx to the_big_baguette for actually convincing me to post this book <3 )

JOHN'S POV *BASICALLY THE LAST CHAPTER FROM HIS VIEW, AND THEN IT CONTINUES*

I was on my way to my dorm, when I saw Thomas Jefferson bullying another newcomer. Normally, I'd just keep on walking and ignore him, but then I caught a glimpse of the boy on the ground. He was the most gorgeous person I'd ever seen. He was very short, with long dark hair pulled into a messy ponytail at the base of his neck.

I'd been staring for some time, unable to tear my eyes away, when Angie Schuyler came up behind me and whispered "Godammit, John. I knew you were gay, but wow. Now go stand up for him."

Color flooded into my cheeks. "What? No - I don't - he's not- why would you think-"

"Nice try" Angie said, smirking. Then she shoved me forward and I was directly in front of Thomas.

Darn it, now what? "Leave him alone, Jefferson!" I said, voice shaking.

Thomas turned away from the boy who was on the floor still to me. "And why should I? Is he your boyfriend?"

I just volleyed my glance between Thomas and James until he got the hint that I knew they were dating, and the two stormed off in a hurry. I turned my attention to the boy on the ground.

He asked me if I knew where dorm 1776 was, and I almost exploded right then, when I remembered that was my dorm for the next four years.

*time skip to the party because the interactions are exactly the same as before*

I was sitting on the couch with my knees tucked up to my chest, my back against the armrest, facing Alexander. I stared at him, taking in everything about him. In the back of my mind, I vaguely heard all my friends introduce themselves to Alex. Then, from where he was sitting on the floor in front of me, Laf elbowed me in the leg. I realized everyone in the room had formally been introduced.

I cleared my throat. "And I'm John Laurens, your roommate, and I love turtles, I'm gay but totally single." I said all in one breath. Alexander smiled softly, and I blushed. His smile, sort of subtle, and perfect, and real, was beautiful. He didn't know how wonderful that smile could make someone feel.

He shifted his positioning on the couch, and I couldn't help but notice that his right hand was propping him up. I could just reach over and grab his hand; it was only a few inches away. Peggy coughed dramatically, and I tore my eyes away from Alex to look at her.

She smirked, and mouthed, "You like him"

I mouthed back "NO!"

In response, she made a spinning motion with her hand, and I mentally facepalmed. Of course. She knew I liked him, and I couldn't hide it. The spinning motion was an inside joke between our friend group, meaning Peggy's superpower. Her gaydar, the ability to sense when someone is homosexual or when a homosexual is in love.

Not that I was in love with Alexander.

I wasn't even sure it was really a crush. I just found him attractive. Really, really attractive. My eyes drifted back to him, and I let myself stare at him. Subconsciously, Alex's hand drifted to his face and he tucked a piece of hair behind his ear.

Oh my God, that was hot. 

My face started to heat up, so I stared down into my lap for a minute to cool myself down, and I managed to convince myself that it was just Alex's outward appearance that I found attractive, and that I needed to get rid of these feelings before I did something dumb.

Alexander cleared his throat a little, and I felt my face start to burn. (I'M WATCHING IT BUUUUUURN) Peggy grinned smugly.

Alexander began to introduce himself, and I glanced at him. I tried to look away before it became obvious that I was staring. But Alex's eyes, a warm melted chocolate, drew me in. I zoned out, subconsciously taking in every detail of his face.

That is, until Laf pinched my leg so hard I bit my lip. I heard the end of Alex's introduction. "...bisexual, single, and I love writing."

I almost squealed with delight, but instead I kicked Laf, since he pinched me. I leaned forward so that I was even with him on the floor. "Why did you pinch me?"

"Mon ami you were staring." Laf said. My eyes widened.

I pressed my hand to my face and groaned. " I don't like him—" i began. Laf just stared. "Ok just don't tell anyone." I gave in.

After Laf, Herc, and me responded to the call of our kind (aka a thing we made up in high school when we yell "SHOWTIME" when someone asks what time it is) Peggy viciously attacked us by pushing us off of the furniture.

Peggy went to make popcorn and Eliza scrolled through Netflix looking for a movie to watch. Of course, we were in a two person dorm, so there was only one moderately small couch, and 7 people to fit on it.

Herc kissed Laf's cheek and picked him up bridal style. Laf snuggled into Herc's neck, and I looked longingly at Alex, wishing I could have what Herc and Laf have...with him.

After a bit of debate, we settled on The Little Mermaid, and although it's one of my favorite movies, I couldn't focus. All I could focus on was Alex's head, steadily growing heavier on my shoulder as he drifted off to sleep.

Since Alex was asleep, I slipped my arm around him and positioned him so that he was laying on my chest-um, just so he'd be comfortable, not because I wanted to cuddle, I swear.

After a while, Angie and Eliza began to get tired, but not Peggy, I swear that girl has too much energy than is healthy.

The Schuyler's went back to their dorm, and Herc carried a sleeping Lafayette back to their dorm, and then it was just me and Alex.

I stared down at Alexander, then gently picked him up and set him down in his bed. I tucked him in in one of my blankets, since he hadn't unpacked any of his yet, and it didn't feel right violating his stuff.

After Alex was all tucked in, I stared at him some more. God, he was so beautiful. His long hair, pulled into a messy ponytail, was soft and silky.

I reached over him and began to play with the strands of soft hair. Alex gave a content sigh in his sleep. He rolled over, and I leaned over and kissed his forehead lightly. "Goodnight Alexander"

I turned around and headed to the other side of the room to my bead. Then I heard, "Goodnight, John" I smiled softly and drifted off to sleep.