Lost Part 3
Pairing: Alexander Hamilton x reader
Request: Requested by @iknowherefranceis: Aaahhh I’m so sorry but could you do a part three to lost? If you want. it was just so good and nobody has done a fic like that and pulled it off. Thanks love!
You stared at the trees swaying gently in wind, a cool breeze blowing lightly against your skin.
A million thoughts kept racing through your mind, all connecting back to one person.
You knew you had to get back to him. It was all you could think about as the day passed. Soon, you devised a plan to run off without being noticed.
Night came, darkness slowly enveloping the sky. You swiftly ran towards the forest, keeping to the edges of the camp before you were quickly surrounded by trees and bushes once more.
As you waded through the thorns and bushes, you glanced behind you. Your camp wasn’t in your sight anymore, so you continued forward to find Alexander.
Suddenly, as you stared behind you, a figure collided with you. Stumbling backwards, you fell to the ground, thorns scratching at your skin. You yelped in surprise, struggling to stand as spots of blood appeared where thorns had broken the skin.
“Shit!” The man in front of you muttered something. When you looked up, a smile made its way on your face while you stood to help him off the ground.
“Alexander.” You reached out your hand, pulling him up from his spot on the ground.
“Y/N?” He responded quietly, brushing dirt off of his coat. “What are you doing out here?”
“Looking for you.” You laughed quietly when you saw his face redden. “What are you doing here?”
“I was just taking a walk. It’s a nice night.” He commented, staring up at the stars. “We should get you back, people might start worrying about you.”
“But I don’t wanna go back.” You muttered, frowning.
“Well, you don’t have to. You can stay with me.” He offered, taking your hand and leading you to his camp.
He greeted the other three men there, before bringing you to his tent.
“I have some stuff to finish up, I’ll get some sleep later. You stay here and rest.” He stated, before disappearing from the tent.
Your eyelids grew heavy, your mind began to wander to your father.
What will he do?