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

Chapter 19

(It is the year of 1802 Of course, since they are both 20 years old)

-Philip's POV-
I can't seem to fall asleep, why that is, it is because I'm too excited to marry the love of my life! I can't wait til our wedding! She'll look beautiful, like she always does! I look over to see my beautiful fiancé asleep in my arms. She's perfect, how did I even end up with her? I really need to get some sleep so I try and shift my sleeping position but I end up waking my princess up.
"Can't sleep?" She says very tiredly
"Yeah, I'm just too excited!" I whisper yell.
"About what?"
"Our wedding."
She giggles, god I love her giggle, "how, we don't get married until September?"
She wanted a wedding in the fall, which I am okay with as long as I'm with her.
"Yes, which is a month away, so I'm excited."
"Pttph, I'm excited too, but I'm also tired."
"Then get some rest."
"I will, what about you though?"
"I can't sleep, so I may do some paperwork that is due for next week."
"But you need rest."
"I know, but as soon as I get it done I can rest."
"Ugh, fine. I'm going back to sleep." She shifted her position so I can get out of bed.
I chuckled, "okay, good night my angel." I kissed her forehead and she let out a little snore.
-morning-
"You're still up?"
I turned towards (y/n), "Yep." I said popping the 'p'.
"So you didn't get sleep at all?" She sat up rubbing her eyes.
"No, pttph, you look like a mess." I chuckled.
"Ha ha, so since I do, I'll get dressed okay?"
"You still look beautiful though, a beautiful mess."
She laughed at my comment as she got up from the bed.
"Thanks sweetie, I'm going to take a bath then get ready, later today we can discuss the wedding more okay?"
"Do you want me to join you?" I looked at her with a smirk on my face as I was wiggling my eyebrows.
I saw her blush a crimson red, and she started to stutter.
"I was only joking my dearest. Yes that is alright, tell me when you're ready to discuss our wedding."
"Why of course." She walked out of the room still blushing a light pink.
-(Y/N) POV-
Ah, I can't believe he said that! I mean we're engaged and of course I wouldn't mind......stop thinking that (Y/N)! You guys haven't even had a make out session yet! And here you are wanting to sit in the bath together! What is wrong with you?!
"Miss, are you alright?" Carly(another slave) asks.
"Oh, yes, do you think you can draw me a bath please?"
"Why of course." She rushes to the bathroom to start the bath.

"The bath is ready miss." Carly says coming towards me down the hall.
"Thank you Carly."
"My pleasure miss."
-after the bath-
I get dressed into a (f/c) gown, without any hoop skirts and I brush my hair out(unless you don't have hair, then don't worry about this part) I Then put a little hair clip in and walk out and down the hall to Philip and I's bedroom.
"Philip dear, are you ready to discuss the plans over breakfast?"
"Oh, why yes of course."
He holds my hand and I hold his, all the way to the dining room.
"Good morning darlin." My dad says as he is reading the paper.
*ahem*
"And Philip." He says after hesitating for a bit.
"Good morning sir."
"Father, we came down for breakfast and to discuss the wedding." I say as I sit down with Philip, and we are served some French toast.
"Of course," my father puts down his paper, "So what would you like to discuss first?"
"The location and actual date."
"I was thinking September 22, is that alright?" Philip questions.
"I'm okay with that, father are you okay with that date?"
"I should be off then, even though I'm the president and always usually have to work."
"We know father." I say rolling my eyes.
"Don't sass me young lady."
"Yes sir. So location?"
"In the church of course darlin." My father assures me.
"Okay, what about my dress?"
"Well, we will have to go to town and look in the boutiques for the perfect dress for your big day!" My father says.
"Okay, should we look tomorrow Father?"
"Hmmm, I think I would have time."
"Wait, I can't come correct because I can't see you in your gown until our wedding?"
"Oh that's right!"
"You can always go look for something to wear for the wedding with your parents when we go out tomorrow. Make sure your mother helps, your father doesn't really have that much taste, and I want you to look good for my daughter young man."
"Excuse me? What was that about my father?" Philip was starting to get out of his chair but I pulled him back down.
"Philip Hamilton, you want to marry me don't you?" I whispered to him in a mad tone.
"With all my heart." He whispered back.
"Then, don't act like this towards my father, and go with your mother to find something to wear. Okay?"
"Yes dear."
"Good."
I turned back to my father, who was smirking.
"So where were we?"