--third person--

Thomas pulled James out of the loud dorm with a large amount of force causing James to nearly fall more than once. When they were far enough away Thomas stopped and threw up in a bush. As weird as it is to say he felt a million times better after. He couldn't have had more then 2 cups of liquor so it wasn't that nagging at his stomach to puke out his insides, it was his feelings. He couldn't let them out verbally so spitting them up (quite literally) seemed the be the easier approach.

When he finished he stood up straight, James letting go of his hair which he hand in his tiny hands so he wouldn't make a mess of himself.  Thomas wiped his lip and coughed a few times before looking down at James. "He's such an ass." was all Thomas said. James nodded and put a comforting hand on Thomas' shoulder. "You need to take a shower and get some sleep, you smell and look horrible." James stated and started walking with him to the dorms. He smiled down at James and wrapped his arm around his shoulder. "Thank you so much, man. I'd probably die without you." Thomas chuckled as they walked into his dorm.

James nodded and led him to his bathroom. "brush your damn teeth." He laughed and sat on the counter next to Thomas. Thomas laughed a little and started brushing his teeth while humming like he normally would do. James made him feel better when he was angry. Before Thomas wanted to smash in Hamilton's face but now he just wanted to cuddle on the couch and watch some Disney movies, not having to worry about his problems. Heh, that was one hell of a fantasy. He couldn't run away from his problems no matter how hard he tried.

Thomas finished brushing his teeth and looked up at James who seemed to be only a few inches short since he was on the counter. They made intense eye contact for a solid 4 minutes until they both leaned in, pressing their lips against one another. Thomas didn't know how to feel about this one. It felt needy and desperate but loving and gentle at the same time. He was his best friend. That's who he was kissing. His best friend.  It felt different and weird and wrong but right. James tangled his hands around Thomas' Neck and Thomas returned the favor by picking him up off of the counter.

You can probably guess what happened next.

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Alex opened his eyes lazily and was greeted by a screaming headache. Hang over. Alex groaned loudly and rolled of the table, glancing around at the mess before him. The house was littered with crushed cans and red solo cups, the occasional drunk teen scattered here and there. The sun was bright through the windows, the room glistening from all the sparkly things around the room.  Aaron and John were passed out on the table Alex had found himself on while Lafayette and Hercules were no were to be seen. Alex looked around but came to the conclusion that.. well they had a little to much fun last night.

Alex got up and picked up a few cups before heading to his room then the bathroom. On his way to the bathroom it hit him; where was Thomas? He looked around for a good 10 minutes until the memories started flooding back. He's mad at me. Alex thought to himself and pressed open the bathroom door. He slipped off his messy and clothes, dropping them on the floor with a satisfying thud. He turned the shower on between hot and cold before stepping in, the beads of water making him relax automatically. The water was a think grey color for a while as he attempted to clean the glitter out of his scalp. When the water turned clear and he felt clean he stepped out and got dressed.

When he walked out some were awake and giving rides to one another and some were throwing up in a bucket or a shoe. "Alex, dude, this place is a wreck." John said from behind him making him chuckle. "Though you're looking good." John made finger guns at him and Alex rolled his eyes in response. "Yeah, Aaron's going to be mad. I think Lafayette and Hercules had a lot of fun on his bed last night." Alex snickered making John laugh even harder. "Let's get out of here for like an hour. Get some breakfast while everyone is leaving." John suggested and Alex nodded. That sounded like an excellent idea to Alex. he loved Coffee and it smelt like bile in his dorm.

They got their coats and wallets before walking out the door to the small little coffee shop up town. John continued to talk about his obsession with turtles and Alex just listened. He was pretty interesting and had a different side Alex didn't expect of him.

After a good 20 minutes of them just talking the bell above the door range, indicating someone had just walked in. Alex looked up and met the icy stair of Thomas who was holding a smaller man at his side. Jealous? no, Alex wasn't jealous he didn't get jealous. "John, kiss me." Alex demanded, not breaking gaze with Thomas. John was taken back and tilted his head in surprise. "hu?" He asked, his face growing red. Alex leaned over without warning and kissed John, smirking when he heard Thomas growl. 

I didn't really know what to do for this chapter so but I needed to update so HERE YOU GO. Don't kill me.