Phillip POV.
This is it, this is my day. My day to show that I don't care if she is black, white, red or blue- I love her personality...and her looks too! As I sit on the side bench, watching Anne perform her trapeze act with her brother W.D, I feel my palms go clammy. She was so perfect, would she even say yes?
A few minutes later, Anne runs off stage and does a twirl and a curtesy in front of me.
"Did you like my amazing performance, ring master?" She asks me sarcastically.
"Well," I say, "as you said, it was amazing." Anne laughs, and the sound that escapes her mouth is soft and beautiful and tinkley. Overcome with love for her, I grab her waist and pull her unto my lap, and start kissing her passionately. Anne let's out a soft moan.
"Oh, Phillip, not here." Anne says against me. But I keep on kissing her and twisting her pink wig in her hair.
"What you doing, Carlyle, get your rear up here. Your on in 10!" Barnum says at me, making me jump. Reluctantly, I pull away from Anne and she slides off me so I can get up.
When I realise this is no normal show, I get clammy again.
"Barnum, I'm proposing to Anne tonight. Remember?" I ask.
"Yes, I know. It'll be great!" Barnum says excitedly. With that, I hear the "The Greatest Show" music come up and I run on stage. Fast forward five minutes and it's time. Anne swings down next to me, and soon as she does the music changes into her favourite orchestral piece. Anne looks around confused, and mouths "Is this a tech issue?" to me, and laughing, I get down on one knee.
"Anne Wheeler, will you marry me?" I ask. Everyone in th audience freezes, waiting for Anne's response. After about three seconds, Anne jumps on me and squeals, "Yes, of course, Phil," and suddenly she's in my arms and we're kissing, and everyone is clapping like they've forgot I'm white and she's black, and they've forgotten they're views on us and how society treats us, because for one second the world is how it should be.
Later that night, when I've got Anne in my bed and she's finally naked and I have showed her how much I love her, we cuddle.
"I can't believe you proposed to me." Anne says into my armpit.
"I can't believe I proposed to you." I tell her, and she laughs that magical laugh again. I sigh in happiness and hug her closer to me.
"I've never loved anyone as much as I love you." I tell her, and I can feel her smile. Because there is nothing in this world that will keep us part, nothing in this world that will keep us from loving each other.I'm so sorry this is so short, I've been doing a lot of school work. 😩 Also, can you comment would you like Phillip x Anne smut because I'm not sure if people like that and want that kind of thing. Requests are open ❤️
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Anne Wheeler x Phillip Carlyle
FanfictionThe Greatest Showman, stories about Anne Wheeler and Phillip Carlyle, and their love story. I only own Phillip and Anne's daughters Elissa and Six-Olivia, but other than them I don't own any characters.