I need help people! What should I do next?

PS: John and Lafayette were only together in Angelica's dream. (Still a ship in this story tho)
BTW: do you want me to do trans Laf or not?

Lafayette's P.O.V.

I rubbed sleep off my eyes and looked around my room, only to be met with a sleeping figure on my bed. What the hell?

I slowly prodded the man curiously until he rolled over and hugged my legs. I felt my cheeks flush bright crimson as I caught a glimpse of the guy's freckled face and messy copper hair that was falling onto my covers, carelessly thrown to the side of my bed.

"Psst John, John! Wake up mon ami!" I whisper-yelled attempting to wake him up.

He groaned and slowly fluttered his hazel eyes opened, smiling when he caught a glimpse of my face.

"Mornin' Laf," He muttered.

"What are you doing 'ere?" I asked curiously, trying to disguise the soft pink blush that crept onto my cheeks.

"Well..." He chuckled, making my heart skip a beat. "I actually have no clue why I'm here,"

"Oh..."

"Welp, I'm going to my room to get changed, sorry if I bothered you," He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly and proceeded to leave the room.

Looking at the freckled man leave made me bite my lip and my face heat up considerably.

"Mon dieu, what this man does to me...." I muttered under my breath.

I was changing when I heard some frantic knocks on my door and someone rushing in.

"Lafayette I need your help in something please could you-" Angelica stopped immediately when she saw me pull my T-shirt over my body.

"Shit, sorry..." She muttered embarassedly.

"No problem, what did you need chérie?" I asked with sympathy.

"I-I... I have a problem?" She answered in more of a question.

I patted my bed and, as soon as she took a seat on it, I sat beside her.

"What is it ma petite tigre (don't judge me) "

"Can I trust you not to tell anybody?" SHe asked in a low voice.

"You trusted me when you told me you cut," I answered softly, with a gentle smile on my lips.

"I may or may not... kinda... enjoy the time I spend with Tho- Jefferson," She quickly corrected herself. "Maybe more than I used to?"

I raised my eyebrows and smirked.

"Someone may have a crush on Jefferson ma petite~" I cooed.

She just looked at me as if she just saw a ghost, but then blinked a couple of times and hesitantly opened up her phone and gave it to me.

"Read," She murmured.

Me: Oh shut up will you?

Annoying asshole💜: Mhm, you know you like to talk to me chérie,

Me: You were the one who talked to me first DARLING

Me: Fucker

Me: TJefferson?

Me: Does it actually mean darling?

Annoying asshole💜: Yeah...

Me: Oh god...

Me: I have magical dreams...

Annoying asshole💜: Magical dreams? WTF?

Me: Oh shit, gtg

Me: Peggy's hearing me giggle and she's out my door

Me: Bye ily

"Oh damn..." I murmured.

"Well you made the first move, just wait for 'im to answer. Either that or you... 'ow you say? Ask 'im on a date." I mused.

"I-I can't do that!" She squealed, her face catching a bright red colour.

"Can't do what?" Hercules and Alexander peeked from outside, making Angelica screech.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE!"

"Dude, Angie chill-" Mulligan calmed her down.

"Your sisters invited us over," Alexander wore a charming smile.

I frowned, knowing what he was trying to do.

"So, how 'bout we go somewhere? Starbucks maybe?" Hercules asked as Alexander winked at Angelica, making her turn deathly pale.

"You have a GIRLFRIEND Alexander," I seethed through gritted teeth.

He looked at me with wide eyes and quickly turned away. Angelica looked at me and smiled gratefully.

"Anyway..." Alexander muttered. "Wanna hang with us today?"

"Sure..." Angelica answered, hesitant.

"What about you Laf?" Hercules asked.

"Okay,"

"Great! Come down when you're ready!" Hercules smiled and rushed downstairs with Alexander.

I looked at the door for a couple of seconds and then turned back to Angelica.

"I... noticed something between you and John..." She commented softly.

My eyes widened as a pretty noticeable pink blush covered my cheeks.

"I... er... what are you talking about ma amie?" I stuttered.

She giggled and shot me a smirk.

"You're not good at  this Laf." She declared. "From now on I'll make getting you together my goal."

I looked away in embarassment as I bit my lip. Nevertheless, I didn't deny anything.

"M-merci..." I mumbled.

"Anytime," she winked at me.

She then stood up and left my room, allowing me to get changed.

Angelica's P.O.V.

I opened my closet door and took out some high waist, light blue jeans and a peach coloured sweater and changed.

I was extremely confused as to what I felt towards Jefferson, but couldn't deny that Virginian asshole set a fiery passion in my seemingly strong heart. I sighed and my coffee brown eyes trailed towards my window.

And there he was. The tall but young man was sitting on his bed, shirtless again (what a surprise) and reading a book. I rolled my eyes but couldn't help my lips curling into an almost inperceptible smile. I could almost fantasize about that charming smile of his and the feeling of his lips against mi- SNAP OUT OF IT ANGELICA! I threw myself into my bed, trying to get the arrogant man's chocolate brown eyes out of my mind, but to no avail.

I groaned in frustration but suddenly remembered I had tp go out with my friends. Taking a deep breath I rolled off my bed amd onto the floor (because I can) and immediately stood up, gazing one last time through the window.

Thomas was looking at me now, so I shot him a smirk and left my room.

"What were you thinking Angie?" I growled to myself as I left the room "The guy has a crush for fucks' sake..."

"Who has a crush?" The frekled South Carolinan man cameup from behond me.

"Ah! John! You scared me!" I gasped dramatically and clutched my chest.

He snorted.  "That's karma for braiding my hair with flowers in my sleep the other day. Anyway, you still haven't answered my question."

I felt my cheels grow warm andlooked away.

"Awe, Angie got a crush?" He cooed smirking.

"As if you're not crushing on Lafayette..." I commented.

His hazel eyes widened and a soft pink dust covered his freckled cheeks.

I smirked in victory and walked away.