Y/N's POV
You were awake in your bed, unable to sleep or even get up and stretch. After Alex left, the night went on with more drinks, food, and laughter. You joined in on the fun, but a part of yourself couldn't get over what Alex had done. Why did he do that? What was going on in his mind? Is he even thinking about what he did at all?
You groaned in annoyance and closed your eyes. Why has everything been so complicated recently? 'Well that would be false...things became complicated ever since I met Alexander.' Ever since you met him, basically ever since you stepped foot into the city, Alex has made you question almost everything about yourself. How you feel, how you think, what you do. It is all entangled in Alexander Hamilton. You knew that your feelings were starting to increase, and that they were surely not going away any time soon.
And after tonight, you could see that something else was going on inside of that complex brain of his. 'Is he confused as I am? Does he face this inner turmoil as I do?' You sighed deeply. You would probably never know an answer to these questions. All of these unsolved questions were beginning to wear you out mentally. "What time is it?" You turned to the window and groaned. The darkness outside was beginning to fade to a light grey. You weren't even aware of how long you had been lost in thought.
"Well," you sat up and stretched "there is no time like the present. Time to get up." You stood and made your bed, grabbing some clothes and a shaver to go take a shower...
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After the shower you had felt refreshed and much better. You had quickly gotten dressed, read for an hour or two, and then went out for some early breakfast. It was surprising how many restaurants were open so early in the morning. You were currently taking a stroll through the city, heading towards a park nearby. You had come to the conclusion that being busy helped ease your mental state quite a lot.
The city was finally beginning to rise, workers and carriages slowly filling the city with noise. You reached the park and went a long, taking in all of the beautiful aromas of the nature around you. You smiled at fond memories of you and your siblings running through the woods and playing tag. You were actually very fond of the wilderness. You liked being secluded, surrounded by its beauty and in tune with all of the little noises you could catch. You used to walk in the woods all of the time until...
Your heart grew heavy. You wondered if mother and your siblings still thought about you, or if father would even let them talk about you. Most likely not, seeing that you haven't received a letter from anyone.
You smiled fondly, imagining everyone at home. Your little brothers would most likely still be getting into trouble, your sweet sister still staying far away from it. Your mother would still be as busy as a bee, fleeting all over the house doing this and that.
You even allowed yourself to think of your busy father...no doubt still working hard at his business. You spotted a park bench and decided to take a break. God, you missed them. Despite all that happened, you missed them. Greatly.
'But nothing can change what's happened'. You sighed deeply. "Oh well..ah I'm being such a hypocrite!" You scolded yourself. "I need to start focusing on the present." You straightened yourself up and started looking at the things around you.
Your sad heart was beginning to lighten up again at the faint chirps and rustling of life all around you. You let out a puff of air. "Ah yes, this is lovely..."
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An Alexander Hamilton Love Story (Book 1)
Fanfiction***ALEXANDER × !MALE! READER*** You are Y/N L/N from the state of Alabama, moving up into 1700's New York City in hopes of getting a better life and a bigger future than your family had intended. When going into the city you see two interesting look...