From the Moment I Saw You {Philip Hamilton x Reader}

16.

{Y/n POV}
{Earlier before Philip left}

I overheard the conversation of Philip fighting in a duel.

"Absolutely not-" I started.

"What are you doing?" Angie asked.

"Nothing, never mind." I said, continuing to listen to Philip's conversation.

Philip grabs his satchel and puts something in it, He pulls me to my feet.

"Yes?" I giggled.

"Can I have a kiss?" He asked, bashfully.

"Of course." I kissed his cheek.

"You miiissedd..." He complained.

"What do you mean I missed?" I asked.

He pulled me into a deep passionate kiss, my hands fidgeting with the back of his coat and nape, his hands were right on my waist.

"Oh, that's what you meant." I giggled, bashfully.

"Uh-huh," He smiled.

I smiled back, he pulled me into a tight hug, 

"I'll come back..." He whispered into my neck.

"What?" I asked.

"I got to go somewhere, I'll be back..." He rubs my back.

"O-oh okay, I'll be here," I said, that was a huge lie.

He pulls away and gives me one last kiss on the lips then he walks out the front door.

I have to stop this...
He died like this before- I have to save him.
All I have to do is follow him.
I snuck some of Philip's clothes to look like a guy, so no one suspects anything. I taped my chest very tightly and put metal plates under the clothing. 
Last time Eacker aimed at his hip, so thankfully I found plates that curve up my torso perfectly.

A carriage pulls up,

"Weehawken, please." I asked, stepping into the carriage.

"Yes, sir." The horseman nodded, starting the carriage.

The ride was silent, hopefully I don't make it too late. 

Once I make it to where they were dueling I take one of Philip's extra pistols, I aim right at Eacker's back, I take a deep breath. This bullet should go right through his lung and heart, it should kill him. I can do this, I pull the trigger and shoot. Philip was still counting and Eacker fell straight to the ground. Philip and the doctor turned around in shock, I took off Philip's hat and let my hair fall down.

"Y/n? What-" He asked.

"I'll tell you later, we need to get out of here," I said, pulling his hand towards me.

"Alright then," Philip said, confused.

We call a carriage and get in, "Are you going to explain now?" Philip asked.

"Yes," I said, out of breath.

"Are those my clothes?" He asked.

"Yes, Who else would I steal?" I said, unbuttoning the top, "This is worse than a corset."

"How?" Philip asked.

"I taped my chest, that's how," I said.

"How did you..." Philip asked.

"What? Act like a boy, it's easy." I said, "You just make your voice lower than it normally is,"

"No, how did you know I was going to duel Eacker," He asked.

"You and your father don't talk very quietly," I said, putting my hair back up.

"Really?" He said, looking at me with shock.

"Yeah, You were talking all fast," I said, brushing his curly hair out of his eyes.

"Yeah, I was freaking out," He said, placing his back on the seat.

"I could tell," I said.

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Hi guys!
I hope you liked that chapter, sorry it took me so long to post it.
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-Briana Pruitt