✨I Fall Apart✨ ~Phillip Hamilton X Reader

3. The Hamiltons

Phillip's POV
I was so excited! Y/N was coming over! Sure there was a chance that she couldn't make it but I believed that she would come over. Before I could second guess myself there was a knock on the door. I got up and bolted for the door. When I opened it I saw Y/N standing there looking beautiful.... wait what am I saying?! I've barely known her for a day! "Hello Y/N! Angie come here! Y/N was able to make it!" Angie soon came running over and hugged her. I wish I could but it would be sorta inappropriate. Then when she entered our house my mother and father walked up to her.
Alexander's POV
"Hello young lady. My name is Alexander Hamilton, Phillip and Angie's father. It's a pleasure to meet you" I smiled and then Eliza spoke up, "And my name is Elizabeth Schuyler, but you can call me Eliza." She said and smiled "What is your name?" I asked. She looked a little nervous, "Um... My name is Y/N J-Jefferson... it's a pleasure to meet you." She said while curtsying. Wait.... Jefferson?! No no no... must be a different Jefferson. I decided to put the matter aside for now and led her to the dinner table where she sat next to Phillip. Eliza and I looked at each other and smirked, already knowing that our son most likely had feelings for the young Y/N
Y/N's POV
When sitting next to Phillip I couldn't help but blush a little. He was a very handsome young man and I really liked him. He was fun, comical, energetic, kind, relatable. Exactly what I was looking for in man. I didn't think he returned the feelings though because I mean... who would like me? In the middle of dinner he held my hand underneath the table making me blush.
  ~after dinner~
   It was very late and I'm sure that my brother wants me home. But then, of course with my luck, there was a storm. "It was nice meeting you all but I must be going before the storm picks up!" Eliza's face held complete shock "Oh no, dear! Not in this un-godly weather! Stay with us for the night. I insist! It's the least I could do for you after you helped my daughter and son pick out clothing for the ball." She was such a kind soul. (A/N: This is after the Reynolds Pamphlet and Eliza forgave him but Phillip didn't die) "I-I don't know.... I suppose..." she sighed with relief "Good. We wouldn't want you getting hurt out there." I couldn't help but smile and thank her for her hospitality.