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

Chapter 12

-Eliza's POV-
I open the door to see (Y/N) standing there, she looked nervous and was fiddling with her thumbs.
"(Y/N)! It's great to see you again, how have you been?"
"I've been good. You?"
"Great! Here come on in!"
She kept looking down at the floor.
"Dear, is everything alright?"
"Yes, I'm just nervous." She looked up and started rubbing her arm with her hand.
"Why?"
"I'm worried that I'm not going to get Mr. Hamilton's approval to date your son...."
"I'm sure you'll do fine, as long as you be yourself. And don't worry, if Alexander starts to be mean Philip will protect you."
"Thanks Eliza."
"Mhm! Oh right, here let's go see them!" I take her hand and walk her to the study where Alexander and Philip were.
I knocked on the door, which Philip answered.
"(Y/N)! You made it!" He hugged her and she hugged back.
"Well I'll leave you guys to it, Alexander dear, please be nice to (Y/N)."
"I will." He replies back.
-(Y/N) POV-
Eliza left the study, now it was just Philip, Mr. Hamilton, and me.
I started to look at he ground and fiddle with my thumbs again.
"(Y/N), don't be scared or nervous, I promise he won't hurt you as long as I'm here." I looked up at him and nodded.
"Hello Mr. Hamilton, it's nice to see you again." I held it my hand so he could shake it. He did.
"Hello, Miss. Jefferson, it's a pleasure to see you again."
"Please, call me (Y/N)." I say as I release his hand.
"Very well." He continued to write.
"Pops."
"Philip, it's alright. I see you like to write, a lot. I also enjoy writing, it calms me down."
He looked up at me. "Oh sorry, what kind of things do you write?" He stopped writing and looked up at me.
"Well, I usually tend to write poems, well kind of, they don't really rhyme, I just write down what I feel."
"Ah, So you're a poet?"
"You could say that, I never really thought about to that way."
"My son is also a poet."
"Really? Philip you never told me." I look back at Philip.
"Heh, I don't really talk about it much..." He said rubbing the back of his neck.
"Why not?" His father says.
"I don't know, I just kind of find it embarrassing, or whatever."
Mr. Hamilton chuckled "You sure wasn't embarrassed when you told me when you were 9."
"I was nervous though."
"So you told your father but not me?"
"You never asked."
"Pttph."
"So, (Y/N), what do you do in your free time, besides visit us."
"Well I write, read in the garden, practice some French, and just hang around my room." I shrugged
"Ah, si vous connaissez le francais?"(ah, so you know French)
" Pourquoi oui je ne,m ais cournamment."( why yes I do, I am fluent in it)
"Donc je suis."(So am I)
"What??" A very confused Philip says.
We both laughed.
"Sorry." I say whipping a tear from my eye because I was laughing to hard.
"So what kind of books do you read?" Mr. Hamilton asks.
"Well, whatever catches my eye, I haven't gotten to read Hamlet or Romeo and Juliet though."
"Oh! I have those!" He pulled them off his bookshelf and blowed some dust off of them.
"Sorry, I haven't read them in a while. But here. Keep them." He hands them to me
"What really?"
"Of course."
"Thank you Mr. Hamilton!" I held them against my chest.
I heard Philip chuckle because of how much of a bookworm I was being.
"No problem."
-time skip after I got to know Mr. Hamilton better-
"Dinner is ready!" We hear Eliza yell. We all walked to the dining room and sat down.
She served us dinner.
While we were eating we hear the door burst open.
"Sorry I'm late! I got caught up looking for dresses for the upcoming ball! But I finally found one!" Angelica, Philip's younger sister says.
"That's great dear! Here your plate his ready!" Eliza says and points to Angelica's plate.
"Thanks Mama." She sits down.
"So what color dress did you get Ange?" Mr. Hamilton asks.
"A salmon pink one with some lace!" She said excitingly.
"You'll have to show me after dinner dear!" Eliza said smiling.
"Of course Mama! Oh (Y/N) I didn't notice you were here. Hello!"
"Hello." I say back to her, I didn't really know her that much, but she seemed really nice.
"(Y/N) are you going to be attending this ball?" Eliza asks.
"I'm not sure, I may have to because I know my dad is."
"Well, maybe you could accompany me there?" Philip asks smirking at me. And then looked at his dad for approval. Mr. Hamilton nodded.
"Sure! Oh crap that means I have to find a dress, figure out how to style my hair, shoes, find a ribbon to match the dress if I decide to tie it up,"
"Oh! Angelica could always maybe help you with that!" Eliza suggested.
"If it's okay with her. Is it?"
"Of course! Tomorrow we can go to town and try to pick out a dress! And of course, I should get to know my possible future sister in- law!" She says with a smile across her face.
Philip choked on his water and started coughing, he was also red as a tomato.
I blushed too.
"My God, son are you alright?" Mr. Hamilton asked as he was still chocking.
I was still blushing, "Sweetie, you alright?" I patted his back.
"I'm *cough* fine." He took another sip of his water and stopped coughing. I patted his back and rubbed it.
"You alright now?"
He nodded.
Angelica was still laughing after the whole incident.
"Shut up." Philip glares at Angelica, and she stopped.
-Philip's POV-
I was still blushing a little after what Angie said. God she embarrasses me a lot and I don't like when she does.
As we were finishing dinner William(the youngest brother, at the time....) tugged on my shirt.
I looked at him.
And he whispered, "Are you gonna marry (Y/N)?" (Lol I literally almost wrote my name)
I blushed, I looked at (Y/N) to see if she heard, she looked at me and raised an eyebrow while she was still eating.
I turned back to William and whispered to him in his ear making sure no one would hear me, "Someday, I hope so."
He smiled and whispered back "Good, I like her, she's nice."
"That's good you like her." I whispered back. He smiled.
I went back to eating my dinner.
We finished eating dinner which meant (Y/N) has to go home.
As she was walking to the door I asked her "Do you really need to go so soon?"
"Yes, Sorry, but I'll be back tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?" I complained.
"Tomorrow." She bopped my nose.
"Thanks for dinner Eliza! I'll see you tomorrow Angie! And thanks again for the books Mr. Hamilton!" She smiled and waved at them.
"Call me Alexander or Alex."
Her and I smiled at my pops and he nods which was a sign of approval. I hugged her.
"Ouch."
"Sorry." I let go.
"See you guys tomorrow!"
She walked out and stepped into her carriage and left.
I closed the door sighing. I hugged my dad. "Thanks pops!"
"No problem son."
Pops went back to work and we all headed to bed.