-Thomas POV-
It was very late at night and (Y/N) still hasn't returned.
"Mr president sir, you have another letter."
"Probably more paperwork." I rolled my eyes and stretched out my arm so he can give it to me.
"Marcus?"
"Yes Mr president?"
"Has (Y/N) returned home at all?"
"No, I haven't seen her, I usually do. Sorry Mr. President, she's not here."
I sighed, "Where can that girl be?"
"Maybe she's at her fiancé's house Mr. President."
I sighed again, "Of course. What does she even see in him?"
"Sorry to interrupt Mr. President, but I brought your tea."
"Thank you Angela."
She started to walk out before I stopped her, "Angela wait. Marcus, would you excuse us?"
"Of course Mr. President." Marcus walked out of my office.
"Is there something wrong with the tea Mr. President?" She asked turning around to face me.
"No, take a seat."
"Yes sir." She sat down in the chair across from me.
I sighed, again, "what does (Y/N) see in that damn Hamilton?"
"Well sir, I don't know completely but I know some reasons."
"Go on."
"Miss Jefferson sees a kind, caring, loving, funny person. Who will always protect her and not do anything to hurt her. He really cares for her, with all of his heart. I've heard the way he speaks to her, none of it is rude. He complements her daily, calling her a goddess. And he will do anything to protect the goddess, he even defended her when Mr. Hamilton spoke bad about her. You see Mr. President, he would rather be hurt or killed if it meant she was safe, he truly loves your daughter."
I was tearing up a bit, "he really loves her huh?"
"With all of his heart and soul."
"Jeez, I sound like a horrible father for not trusting him....." I put my head in my hands.
"Mr. President, you're not a horrible father, you're just trying to keep your daughter safe. You just need to understand that she would also be safe with Philip Hamilton."
"I guess your right. I'll go to the Hamilton residence tomorrow and talk with her. Thank you Angela, you can go."
"My pleasure Mr. Hamilton." She stood up and curtsied, she left as I stood up from my chair.
I walked to my bed, that wasn't to far from my office......and laid down. I drifted off to sleep after a while.-next day-
-(Y/N) POV-
"Good morning Philip, did you sleep well?"
I asked as he slowly woke up, I was in the bed reading 'Macbeth'.
"I slept fine, mainly because I was with you, but your bed seems more comfortable."
"That's probably because it is bigger and has more bedding."
"Sorry, I tried my best to set it up."
"I slept fine dear, it's okay." I assured him, stroking his hair.
"When did you wake up?"
"Not to long ago, but I didn't want to disturb you so I let you sleep."
"Okay."
"(Y/N), Philip, breakfast!"
We got out of bed and made our way downstairs.
"Good morning Eliza."
"Good morning dears. Your food is at the table."
"Thanks ma."
As we were eating we heard a knock at the door.
"I'll get it." I stood up and walked over to the door.
I put my hand on the door knob and twisted it and pulled the door open.
"Father."
"(Y/N)."A/N
Super sorry for short chapter, I just thought it would be a good thing to leave it here, ya know for a dramatic effect and cliffhanger.
Sorry again, will update soon of course.
(Most likely early this morning, so really soon, sorry if I don't.)
~ The Mockingbird ❤️
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Fanfiction(First story so might be bad) Your Father is the one and only Thomas Jefferson and the guy you like is Philip Hamilton, the son of your father's enemy. You are supposed to hate Philip, but you can't help but fall for him. Will you be together? You'l...