I took a deep breath before calling him.

"Thomas?"

He turned around and looked back at me with surprise. I gave him a small smile which he wouldn't return.

"I... uh... want one?" I asked, offering him the beer.

"Sure," He said plainly.

I bit my lip, sipping my drink quietly.

Yes, this was an awkward situation, and it hurt a bit.

But I didn't care. I mean, why would I?

In a flash, I chugged down my drink and got rid of the cup and, when I saw he had done the same, I roughly grabbed his wrist and pulled him newly to the dance floor.

"Wha-?" He started, visibly confused.

"Shh," I put my finger over his soft lips. "Just... enjoy the moment," I smirked.

I led the dance while he just followed, still surprised.

I smiled at him briefly, and watched his cheeks turn bright red as I rested my head on his shoulder.

"Should we go somewhere more... less claustrophobic?" I suggested.

"Um... sure,"

I lead him to the garden, to underneath the tree that joined our houses and sat down.

"What's wrong Thomas?"

He looked down and mumbled. "Nothin',"

"You've been acting strange recently, what's the matter?"

"I already told you!" He snapped.

I sighed desperately and raised my eyebrow and rolled my eyes, an idea suddenly popping into my head.

I sat back against a tree and played with the grass while casually commenting.

"You know? Lafayette and John are the most adorable couple I've ever seen. Two years dating and they're still helpless for each other,"

"Wait WHAT?!" He shrieked.

"What?" I asked innocently.

"B-but you... him... dance... what in the actual-"

"Ah, ah, ah, language my dear," I replied tauntingly.

"B-but..."

I cut him off by pressing my lips to his, a kiss which he soon corresponded.

He grabbed me by my waist and sat me on his lap, so that my legs were around his waist; my fingers ran through his fluffy brown hair and my other hand cupped my cheek, while his hand was on my waist and my other in my forearm.

We pulled apart, breathless and still gazing into each other's eyes.

"You're cute when you blush," I whispered.

"You're always cute," He whispered back, until his eyes widened when he realized what he said. "Uh wait, no shit-"

I cut him off my pressing my lips to his softly.

"So are you Thomas," I murmured bashfully.

"So... will you be my girlfriend darlin'?"

"I-I'd love nothing more."

"Good,"

I slid off his lap and he leaned against the tree, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me closer.

"It's hard to think we were enemies, like, 24 hours ago." He commented.

"I know right? Hard to believe."

Silence.

"I love you Angelica,"

Those four sumple words made my heart flutter and my cheeks set ablaze.

"I love you too Thomas," I rested my head on his shoulder despite my wildly beating heart.

I noticed his heart was wild too.

"I guess we're on the same page then?" I asked, slowly interwining my fingers with his.

"I guess we are doll,"

I snuggled against him, light breeze throwing strands of hair back.

"But what will Hamilton say?" Thomas asked without letting a hint of worry  laced in his voice go unnoticed.

"I don't care what Hamilton says." I growled.

He snorted and raised his hands in fake surrender. "Okay, get it,"

He ran his fingers through my hair and asked.

"Hey, would you like to come over to my place tonight?" He asked quietly.

I shrugged. "Sure, why not? There will probably be a shit ton of random drunk people in mine anyway so,"

Thomas chuckled, then he scooted closer to me and whispered seductively in my ear giving me chills.

"You won't regret this decision baby~"

"God, Thomas, just try keeping in your pants for thrity seconds, will ya?" I looked back at him and smirked.

"Impossible with someone like you darlin',"

He kissed me, licking my lips to ask for permission, which I playfully denied.

He pulled apart and pouted.

"C'mon doll,"

"Nuh-huh, you need to learn," I sat back on his lap. "To respect women honey," I smirked and roughly kissed him.

He wasted no time in kissing me back.

When we pulled apart he pressed his forehead against mine and smiled.

"Just kidding. Why don't we go home and have a movie marathon whilst eating mac and cheese?" He asked.

"Sure! Let's go?"

"Let's go darlin',"

We both stood up and made out way to Thomas' house (Literaly the house next door) and we walked in and let us fall onto the couch.

"This is a good thing about us being neighbours," Thomas laughed.

"Agreed." I let out a soft sigh.

Thomas grabbed a blanket and pulled it over our bodies, making me snuggle up against him. He turned on the TV and we stared at the screen.

"So... what movie do you wanna watch?"

I giggled. "Moana?"
 
"Moana sounds good."

Soon we were cuddled beneath a shit ton of blankets watching Moana and with a bowl of mac and cheese in our hands.

"We literaly have nothing else to do with our lives don't we," I murmured.

"We could..." He looked at me with a smirk, making me shove him lightly.

"Ew. No."

"You dork." He laughed.

"Goof," I muttered, leaning against his chest.

Soon I fell asleep in my boyfriend's warm embrace.

I know this ending was shitty, but I don't care. I want to get this and a oneshot after this out today. :)