Out of all the guys, I had to choose him(Philip Hamilton x Reader)

Chapter 9

-(Y/N) POV-
Okay today is the day Philip has to prove himself to my dad. God I hope he does alright, I mean he already as 45 points I think? So close to 100! Why am I so nervous? He's going to be the best man ever. I hope! He just better not flirt with any girls and pay attention to me. Okay (Y/N) calm down, everything is okay.
*Knock Knock*
"Who is it?"
"Angela, Miss."
"Oh just in time!" I open my door.
"What did you need my help with Miss?"
"A dress. I'm not sure which one I should wear, they're all so beautiful, and I don't know which one he'll like me in."
"I'm sure he'll like you even if you wore rags."
"Thanks Angela, so I was thinking maybe like a pastel color, or aquatic blue, maybe red, or even green? Ugh I don't know!"
"Hm let's see." Angela looks through the dresses in my closet and picks one.

(If you don't like it feel free to look up different 18th century dresses!)
"How about this one?" Angela holds up a beautiful dress(dress in pic unless you changed it).
I gasped "It's beautiful! Do you think he will like it?"
"Like it? Oh he will love it!" Angela says excitingly.
"Thank you."
"No problem, now let's get you ready!"
Angela helps me with my corset then leaves me be to put the rest of my dress on.
I leave my hair down with a few curls and put some makeup on.
I head downstairs to see my dad waiting for me.
"Ready to go darlin?"
"Yes."
"Alright! Let's go!"
We stepped into the carriage and we're on our way the the Hamilton's household.
"Remember the rules (Y/N) Jefferson?"
"Yes, no making out, long kisses, and absolutely no baby making." I said holding my index finger up.
"Good. Remember he has to make it to 100 to date you."
"I remember, even though it's kind of stupid that you have to keep points, I'm sure he will prove himself to you in no time! And he does already have 45. So how hard can it be?"
"Very hard to impress me. He is a Hamilton by the way. He could always break your heart like his father broke his mother's heart, remember?"
"He's not like his father, he even defended me when his father talked bad about me."
"Why would anyone talk bad about my lil darlin?"
"A lot of people actually." I mumble.
"What was that (Y/N)?"
"Nothing."
"Alright....well we're here."
Our carriage stops in front of the house and we step out.
My father knocks on the door as I fix my hair and straighten my dress.
"Jefferson." I look up to see Mr. Hamilton, oh no, this isn't going to turn out well.
"Hamilton."
"Dad, please don't start arguing with him." I look up at him, I was a little sad because last I remember Mr. Hamilton hates me.
"I won't, sorry (Y/N)." My dad says to me assuringly.
"Thank you. Mr. Hamilton, is Philip home?" I look at him worried what he will say, hopefully he doesn't say anything mean to me.
"Why yes he is. Here come on in." He opens the door wider to allow us in.
"I'll go get Philip, feel free to have a seat."
We sit down on the sofa and Eliza comes in the living room with some tea.
"Hello Mr. Jefferson and (Y/N)! Care for some tea?"
"Yes please." My dad says
"(Y/N)?"
I was too distracted to hear her because I was looking at Philip.
-Thomas POV-
"Thank you for the tea Mrs. Hamilton. (Y/N) are you going to have any?" She didn't respond and then I noticed she was starting at Philip as he was walking down the stairs. I wave my hand in front of her face "(Y/N)? (Y/N). (Y/N)!" She snaps back to reality and we all giggled at her.
"Huh? What's going on?" She asks.
"You were admiring me beauty of course. You look beautiful by the way~." Philip says as he grabs her hand and kisses her knuckles.
She giggled.
"Watch it Hamilton." I push him away with my cane.
"Excuse me?! My son did nothing wrong!" Hamilton yells at me.
"Alexander! Hush!" He immediately shuts his mouth after Mrs. Hamilton shouted at him.
I smirk at him.
"I apologize for my husband's behavior."
"Oh it's no problem Mrs. Hamilton. Well we better get going. Philip has a big day ahead of him because he needs to prove himself worthy for my daughter." I said starting to get up from my seat.
"My son shouldn't have to prove himself to your daughter! It should be your daughter who needs to prove herself worthy for Philip to me!"
I got mad again and was about to say something.
"Alexander." He goes back to being quiet.
"Dad, please don't start." My daughter grabs my arm again.
"Sorry again about Alexander."
"It's no problem really, I'm....used to it......anyway let's get going." My daughter answers before I can and pulls me out.
"Let's go Hamilton." I say to Philip.
"Right. I'll be home before dinner Ma." He follows us and (Y/N) our of the House and we start to head to town.
As we are walking I see him wrap his arm around (Y/N)'s waist and pulls her close. Before I could do something, (Y/N) slaps his arm and holds it instead, keeping it away from her waist.
"Sorry." He replies.
"It's alright."
"So where are we going exactly." Philip asks us.
"It's up to you, you're taking her out remember?" I say passive aggressively.
"Oh right! Well I know a perfect place (Y/N) loves to go, so we can go there." He says happily.
"Where is that?" (Y/N) asks putting her hands on her hips.
He chuckles "I'm sure you know where I'm taking you."
"Uptown?!" She says smiling.
"Of course! I know that's your favorite place to go, it's quiet, there are tons of  (favorite flower), which are your favorite flowers and it's a perfect place to watch the sunset!"
"How do you know that (favorite flower) is my favorite flower?"
"Because I know you." Philip then kisses her check and then she giggles.
"Nice flattery Hamilton. 15 points." I say to him.
"Thank you sir."
"Yay! That's 60 points! Only 40 more to go!" (Y/N) grabs his hand and smiles.
"Sweet! I'm so close so I could be yours!" He says and lifts her up and spins her around, (Y/N) giggles as he is doing so. I smile knowing he will make my daughter happy, if he passes of course, by I'm thinking he definitely will.
A/N
Yay you're so close to being with Philip! Now you just need to get Mr. Hamilton's approval. Should be easy right? Who knows? You'll just have to find out!
~ the mockingbird