"What the fuck do you think you're doing Lee?" An angry voice coming towards us made him look away from me, but I was too hurt to even move my head.

"Why did you beat this guy? Tu est fou! (You're insane!)" A fuming french accent exploded.

Meanwhile, I felt a couple of strong arms slide underneath my body and gently pick me up. I closed my eyes and gave up.

"Woah, wait there mes amis. Elle est une femme! (She is a woman!) " The frenchie gasped in surprise.

"More like a girl. She mustn't be older than Jackie," The other stated, then he spoke to Lee.

"J-Jackie...?" I managed to mumble.

"If you could kindly FUCK OFF CHARLES!"

I heard some footsteps leaving, so I slowly and painfully opened my eyes. When my (E/C) orbs were fully open, all I could see was a mass of fluffy brown hair.

"I think she's opened her eyes John, you can take your hair off her face now," The french guy giggled, now at a more relaxed tone.

When I saw the face over me, I gasped and almost jerked back to the floor.

"(N/N)?" John asked with a mixture of fear and care.

I felt my cheeks redden at the nickname he had given me, so all I could answer was:

"H-hey John."

"N-no... Guys! We need to take her back to our dorm!" I saw John at the verge of tears.

"Why not hers? Alex and Jefferson are at it again, and they would most probably be in ours." One of them asked.

"Okay, but quick! W-what is your number?" He softly asked me.

"Whoa Mon ami, my mind heard that a whole different way," Frenchie chuckled with malice.

"Wha-? Lafayette!" Laurens shouted, cheeks burning with embarrassment.

"It's the 495," I answered weakly.

"Fine, we'll get you there in no time doll,"

With that reassurance I closed my eyes and leaned into his chest.

~Time skip brought by Slash's snake~

I reopened my eyes and found myself in my room, bandages all over my arms and three pairs of eyes looking at me expectantly.

"Hey (N/N), you okay now?" The soothing voice of John Laurens asked.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine." I answered, then turned to the other two "Hey Laf, hey Herc."

"Hey!" They smiled, but their grin soon dissappeared. "Why did Lee do that?"

I shrugged and sighed.

"How long has this been going on for babygirl?" John asked, sitting beside my body on the side of the bed.

I felt my cheeks turn bright red once again, as I stuttered an answer.

"I-I... er... two m-months,"

I mentally facepalmed for my awkwardness, and my flushed cheeks got worse when I saw Lafayette and Hercules snigger.

John's face, nevertheless, was kept straight.

"Two months? Why didn't you tell anybody?"

"I-I didn't want to bother you four, and I felt like I didn't have any other friends."

I couldn't help a tear roll down my cheek.

"Oh babygirl, come here." With that John's voice softened and he picked me up, sitting me on his lap and wrapping his arms around me.

I buried my head in his neck as I heard him whisper:

"Me 'n the guys will always be there for you love, forever 'n always,"

Our tender moment was crushed completely by Mulligan and Lafayette, who were both wearing a smirk.

"Aww, just look at how cute they are together..."Hecrules gushed.

"Let's just leave them have un moment intime pour eux-mêmes," (An intimate moment for themselves) Lafayette smirked.

I felt my face grow hot as I shouted in annoyance:

"Lafayette! If you could kindly shut up!"

John rolled his eyes, but I couldn't help but feel relieved when they left the room.

"Hey John," I whispered.

"Yeah?" He whispered back.

"W-what's your nickname?" I asked shyly.

He froze, but finally answered, hesitant.

"J-Jackie. My nickname's Jackie."

My eyes widened. Jackie? Could it be...

"Jackie as in..."

"Yeah, I'm the guy from your letters," He looked at me as he removed a strand of unplaced (H/C) hair from my eyes.

"And I don't regret it one bit, babygirl,"

I looked away to hide the deeper blush on my already pink cheeks.

"Could you please not call me that?"

"What? Babygirl?" He inched his face closer to mine.

"Y-yes," I stuttered.

"Why?" He pouted.

"Because you make me blush," I answered timidly.

He let out a cute chuckle and grabbed my chin delicately, then moved my face so that we were looking at each other once again.

"You're cute when you blush babygirl," He replied, now moving his hand to my blushed cheek and leaning in.

I leaned in at the same time and we both closed our eyes, but just when our lips were about to touch, the door swung open to some shouting men. Nevertheless, they stopped dead when they caught a glimpse of us. We re-opened our eyes and mine widened in embarrassment, as we simultaneously looked back to the floor. I slid off his lap.

"Who are these people Hamilton?"

"Hold on a sec, I thought this was your room Jefferson."

"Oh yeah, shit."

They both walked over to us, but stopped again when they recognised our faces.

Alexander smirked.

"So John, sorry for interupting your... little moment with this lady here."

Thomas didn't react equally though.

"(Y/N)? You... you are my new roommate?!"

John turned his head towards us in annoyance and asked, his voice now harsh.

"You know each other?"

Thomas nodded, and I couldn't help a little phrase escape my lips.

"Yeah, I wish we didn't though,"

I earned a cold glare coming from my brother and muffled giggles from Alexander.

"So... how did ya meet?" He asked, trying hard to refrain the laughter.

"I..." Thomas started.

"This idiot's my older brother," I spoke.

A sepulchral silence reigned in the room. I stood up.

"So now, if you don't mind, I'm leaving." I snapped, then left.

Just when I was in the hallway, I remembered something and came back to my room; I stuck my head inside once more, grabbed my handbag and my journal and left.