Laurens: A Fictional Narrative

Hamilton POV

When John slipped off and fell, I can see the world freeze. John was just forgiving me and he fell.

I sat there, panicking, "Oh no! No! This can't be happening."

Laurens was screaming, "Hamilton! Do something! Do something! Please!"

I thought, "If he dies, I die with him." I jumped off the cart, holding him. I got a flashback of Laurens saving me. I need to save him now. Then I thought. All the great times Laurens and I had, I can remember, doing each other's hair on Laurens's bed.

I pounced on Hamilton and Laurens and I hugged each other, bracing for impact.

"Laurens. I love you, whatever happens..." I paused. Laurens is going to be the one with the most impact. "I love you Laurens." I said, and I shoved him, the third

~Two weeks later~

I woke up and I looked around. My hands were swollen and covered in bandage. I saw a IV stand dispensing clear fluid into my arm.

I looked around saw Laurens, in a better condition than me. I smiled and a nurse walked in.

She walked towards Laurens and spoke, "John Laurens, you're in great shape, because someone switched position with you. And you were the one that took the least impact. The person is over there." And she pointed her finger at me, and walked out.

I smiled and closed my eyes, and I was woken with the voice from Laurens.

John POV

A woman in white walked in and said,"John Laurens, you're in great shape, because someone switched position with you. And you were the one that took the least impact. The person is over there." She pointed to Alex and left the room.

I turned my head around and saw Hamilton laying there unconscious. He had a neck brace, a cast, and his foot is dangling on a white plastic attached to the

Gosh. Strolling to the bathroom is surprisingly difficult. Oh wait! It's because I have a neck brace, a cast, and a flimsy wheelchair.

I was struggling until John walked over to aid me, I think.

"Alex wait," John said running behind me. "I just want to apologize for our relationship."

I scoffed, "You apologize? No I'm sorry for all chaos I caused."

"Friend?" John asked.

Those word hurt me, friend? After all I done to him, I took the most impact and he calls me friend. I rethink and remember what I did to him. I made him worry, twice. Both in the bathroom. I called him a disappointment and weak. I shoved him against the wall, twice. I broke up with him, made his feelings shatter into a million pieces. He's right, he should called me just a friend. Actually, he should've call me the world's biggest jerk.

I looked at him and he smiled. He's not going to call me names?

"Just kidding!" He said, "Boyfriend! I love you!"

After those words escaped from his moth, he pounced forward on me, and kissed me.

Thoughts were being processed. I decided to be like Laurens think the positive things about our relationship. And if I was Laurens, I can't be more adorable than