there were loud knocks and someone calling out from the other side. i sighed, fixing myself again.

The person wouldn't stop knocking, so I made myself look a bit better in the short second I had. I took a deep breath and opened the door. It was Thomas Jefferson. "Hi, sorry I took so long-"

"Angelica, are you okay?" No. "What? Yeah, I'm fine, why wouldn't I be?" He frowned at me. "You realize I can see right through you. What happened?" The memories of tonight started to come again, as did the tears. I stepped aside so that he could come in the bathroom and I closed and locked the door. "I-I just... I..." I couldn't form words as the tears dripped down my face. Thomas sighed and wrapped his arms around me.

I buried my face in his chest, sobbing quietly. I just felt so... so worthless. He left soft kisses on my hair, murmuring quietly. After a few minutes I started to talk. "W-well, you know Alexander Hamilton?" Just his name was enough to stir something inside of me. Thomas' face became angry. "Hamilton? He did this to you? I'll kill him." I shook my head. "No, don't kill him. Don't kill anyone. It's not like that." He was quiet, letting me continue. "We- we talked for a little bit and, y'know, I just... I felt something." I don't know why I was telling him this. Thomas Jefferson is the last person I expected to talk about feelings with.

He nodded understandingly. "Yeah, so what'd he do?" I stared at the floor, not making eye contact with him. "He didn't do anything... m-my sister, Eliza, she- she was looking at him. With that look... it was kind of the visual representation of what I felt." I tried to laugh quietly, but failed miserably. I glanced up at him to see how he was reacting, but I immediately looked down again. I could see the scene repeating in my head.

"So I took Alexander over to my sister, because... because I knew that if I kept talking to him, if I kept him for myself, then
she would have to be with us pretending to be happy for us, but on the inside she'd be upset, and I can't do that to her."

"But you can do it to yourself?" Thomas asked me doubtfully. I looked up at him. He had a point... "But... I- well- she's my sister. She doesn't know that I like him, and even if she did I would still give him up for her because- because she's like the best thing in my life..." Thomas pursed his lips, almost like he wanted to say something, but immediately decided against it.

"Anyway..." I looked back at the bathroom floor. "So I guess you can kinda guess what happened next. They started to talk, I walked away and found my way here."

I realized how close we were, and my cheeks turned pink as I stepped back a bit. "I- uh- I'm sorry that I'm ranting to you, I must sound so dramatic and annoying." I stared at a spot on the wall where there was a stain. "No, you don't sound annoying. In fact... I- I know how it feels sorta." I studied him through my peripheral vision. "You do?" I could see him nod. "Yeah, in fact I just had to witness the girl I like cry about some boy who she likes."

I looked into his eyes, noticing for the first time how he looked at me. His eyes held so many emotions at once. Care, a bit of embarrassment, and... and love. My mouth opened slightly, but words couldn't form. "I- uh- I'm sorry, I just thought- well no, I didn't think, I was just kinda caught in the moment and I-" he started to ramble on about how sorry he was, and he wouldn't stop, even after I said his name a couple times.

I grabbed his shoulders, pulling him close. That sure shut him up. Our lips were barely an inch away. I stared into his eyes, feeling his fast heartbeat against mine. "It's okay, Thomas." I whispered. We both slowly leaned in, and our lips barely brushed when-

"Hello?? Some of us have to pee!" Someone slurred out(obviously drunk), knocking rapidly. I bit my lip and Thomas licked his lips before yelling, "I'm having my period!" I smiled a bit. The person sighed. "Take your time, honey." they said. I started laughing, as did Thomas. "Turns out you sound like a girl." I teased after we calmed down. "What can I say?" He grinned. We were silent for a moment.

"Do you- uh- do you wanna get out of here? We could go to my dorm room or whatever. My roommates in there, he's not really a party person, but he won't mind..." I smiled. "Sure." He took my hand in his and we walked out of the bathroom, ignoring the suggestive looks we got. Turns out, everyone was a lot more drunk than before I went into the bathroom.

It was hard to get through the crowd, but we managed to make it out alive. When we made it out of the crowded dorm, I saw Alexander and Eliza talking to each other, standing very close. It hurt, honestly. Eliza noticed me before Alexander. "Angie! What's wrong? You look like you were crying?" I pursed my lips. I had forgotten that my face was tear-stained. "I-" Alexander looked at Thomas and I, a look of anger crossed his face. "Did Jefferson hurt you? If so I will destroy him." I looked at Thomas and smiled a bit. "No he didn't hurt me. He's actually the reason I'm feeling okay." Thomas met my eyes, smiling back at me.

I looked back at Alexander and Eliza. "Anyway, we're gonna get out of here, I'll see you later." Eliza smiled. "Yeah, bye Angie!" Before Thomas and I could leave, Eliza said, "oh! And thanks for introducing me and Alex. It's like a match made in heaven!" I swallowed and Thomas squeezed my hand. "Yeah, no problem, sis. See you later." I said without turning back to them.

And with that, Thomas and I walked away.

Part 3? I mean I could make more fluff or something idk
I have like millions of ideas for this.
If these get enough love there might be a new book coming out :);));););;);)

Anyway, bye loves

-McKenzie