This is my first story on Wattpad, hope you like it!
I'll try to update when I can, but don't expect to see updates daily. I'll try to update at least once a week. Also, none of the art and images that I use belong to me unless I say so. Cover imag...
Before I start, I understand that it probably didn't take a month to go from South Carolina to New York (and the letter probably took less time as well) but I did that because it fits the plot timeline that I wrote down. Also, fun fact: the idea for this story came to me in a dream (sounds sketchy but IT'S TRUE). CARRY ON (my wayward sons).
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It had been 6 weeks since you received the letter from John detailing his return and you were starting to feel uneasy, doubting whether John would return at all. One day, you were playing peek-a-boo with Phillip, who giggled, clapping his chubby little hands together. The doorbell rang and you looked up. "Liza, could you get the door?" Eliza shifted restlessly, an odd look on her face.
"Um...could you get it? I forgot to change Phillip's diaper." You picked up the baby.
"I can do it."
Eliza smiled. "He's my son, pass him over." You sighed and handed the wriggling baby over to your friend. Standing up, you strode to the door and pulled it open.
"Hello, how can I hee...", you trailed off, your eyes wide. Standing there, leaning on a crutch, was John Laurens, smiling sheepishly.
"J-John.." you breathed, tears forming in your eyes.
"I'm home, (Y/N)."
You shrieked and threw yourself into his arms, the tears pouring down your face. You kissed his forehead, his cheeks, his nose and finally, your lips closed onto his. The wooden crutch clattered to the ground as he wrapped his arms around you tightly. You pulled away and giggled, your cheeks red. John smiled shyly and set you down, picking up his crutch.
"I missed you..." you mumbled quietly as you wrapped your arms around him, burying your face in his shoulder. He kissed your head.
"Me too." John pulled away from you. "Speaking of, I need to see Mr. Schuyler." You smiled and took his hand, leading him through the house to Phillip Schuyler's study. You rapped thrice on the large wooden door and it swung open to reveal the imposing figure of the Schuyler patriarch.
"Mr. Schuyler, may I speak with you?" asked John, his face suddenly paler than before.
"Of course." John hobbled into the study and Mr. Schuyler followed him in, shutting the door behind him. You looked at Eliza, who had arrived when you and John had entered. Phillip gurgled, his tiny arms flailing about. She gently cooed him back into a state of tranquillity and you glared at her.
"Did you know he was coming?" Eliza smirked slyly.
"Maybe..."
You lunged at her and she spun away. "Be careful!" she chided. "I'm holding a baby!" You laughed and leaned against the wall. At that moment, the door swung open and Mr. Schuyler strode out, John following close at his heels.
You took his hand and looked worriedly at his skittish disposition. "Are you alright, Jack?"
He brushed a stray lock of (h/c) hair that had fallen into your face and reached into the pocket of his coat. He took a few steps back and stood in front of you, his eyes filled with certainty.
"(Y/N), ever since we met, I felt something blossom between us. Something that could never be broken, even by the strains and pains of war. The moment I saw you in that (f/c) dress at that ball, I knew immediately that you were the one for me." He pulled a small black box out of his pocket and popped it open, revealing a shimmering diamond ring. "(Y/N) (L/N), will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?"
Your eyes glinted with tears and you stumbled in your speech. "I-wha-you..yes. Yes!"
John took your hand in his and slipped the ring onto your finger before embracing you tenderly, his warm arms cradling you. You withdrew from your fiancee and ran to hug Eliza tightly, who had handed Phillip off to her husband. "I'm getting married!" you laughed, tears of joy streaming down your face. Eliza squeezed you tightly.
"I know, and I am so happy for you! It is going to be perfect!" You looked back at John and smiled gleefully. You were finally with the man you loved, and you knew that you'd be together always and forever.
