~•Thomas' pov•~
"Jefferson Boy!" I heard the Hamilton Girl shout. "Oh no...." I groan, stepping away from my parents, hoping to run off before they caught me. I failed, noticing the harsh glares I got. "Mmmmmm," I hum nervously, fidgeting. The Hamilton Girl noticed from down the street, and did a cross, touching her forehead, heart, and each shoulder. "I PRAY FOR YOU, MY DAH-LING!" she sang in false enthusiasm. I clamped a hand over my mouth.
What the fuck, Hamilton Girl, what the fuck.
I tried not to laugh, but immediately shut up when my parents stared. She blew a kiss, and winked, and I quickly caught it before my parents saw. I quickly shoved it into my mouth. (No its not James Maddison's pp Issa heart)))
She walked by me, strolling. "Lover boy Jefferson." she smirked. "Flirty princess Hamilton." I smirked. "Send my love!"she blew a kiss again. And I caught it, shamelessly. "I'm not sending it anywhere but to my coeur!(heart!)"I reply, my face heating up. "Je t'aime aussi,Jefferson boy,"she giggled, kissing my cheek quickly, walking off before my parents saw.
Consider my life, dedicated to this chick.
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"Is It Really Fake?" ( Thomas Jefferson x Reader)
FanfictionY/n and Thomas have been in love since they were tots running around town in formal clothing. Their parents-their fathers- their relationship; but they're mothers? Love it. The two always deny their relationship, saying it's a lie and that it's fake...
