John did not wish to speak with me after our fight. He kicked me out of his dorm as soon as I was dressed. He claimed he needed "time" but I didn't understand why he needed it.
He was the one who was overreacting, not me. I only repaid the favor.
He didn't talk to me for the rest of the day. The day turned into a week. A week turned into two, and so on.
Three weeks and I haven't heard from my boyfriend. I see him in law, but does he pay me any attention? No.
I suppose I'm not really allowed to blame him for that one, but three weeks and not even a single text. I. didn't send anything since he wanted time, so I figured he would tell me when the time was up.
Three weeks later, nothing.
The free time that I would usually spend with him became time to study and write. I quickly reverted back to my old habits without him. Late night study sessions happened so frequently, I never got any sleep.
I figured he was finished with me. If he hadn't said a word in three weeks, it was over. I thought that maybe it would be for the better, but that didn't explain how bored I always felt.
I do not need him. I did just fine without him for the first nineteen years of my life.
No matter how hard I tried to convince myself that I didn't need John Laurens in my life, I still felt emptiness without him. It was like he brought this unknown liveliness that I didn't think I needed. Turns out, I actually do.
It was time to fix this.
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justyouwait: babe
justyouwait: john
justyouwait: john fucking laurens answer me
turtleboi: what the FUCK do you want
turtleboi: it's actually 2 am
justyouwait: you aren't gonna come down here ad shove nyquil down my throat? ;)
turtleboi: srsly what do you want alex
justyouwait: you
turtleboi: what?
justyouwait: all i want is you
justyouwait: it's friday you don't have classes tomorrow
turtleboi: it's saturday
turtleboi: you're forgetting it's past midnight
justyouwait: there's the sarcastic john i know and love
justyouwait: babe you alright?
justyouwait: where'd you go???
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Burr would have killed me if he were in the dorm, thank goodness he was with Theo.
The knock at the door was obnoxiously loud which led me to believe that it was one of the lesbians.
I opened it, expecting Maria or Peggy to just let themselves in but a different face was in front of me. John.
"Hey," I greeted.
"You love me?"
"What?"
What he said was totally out of the blue, making me question why he showed up.
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Fanfiction"thomas we really need to get working on the project" "sorry not thomas this is john" //au where everything starts with a wrong number //ships: lams, mulette, meggy, jeffmads //lots of fluff, not much angst, and some smut because i do that apparently
