I'm Supposed To Hate You (Philip Hamilton x OC, Modern au)

Alexander.

Ok so you know how in any book that Laurens lives people are like, "It's not the Reynolds pamphlet, it's the Laurens pamphlet" yeah.... get ready

Third person POV

Philip and Ella arrived at the address Eliza had given them. They were beyond scared of what they might see when they entered.

"A-After you" Philip said, shoving Eleanor in-front of him.

Ella rolled her eyes and knocked on the door. She turned to Philip with a raised eyebrow when no one answered after a minute. He shrugged. Ella knocked again. No answer. One more time. Still no answer. "Should I just open it?" She asked.

"Probably... if no one answers it could mean something is wrong" Philip answered.

"Alright..." Ella placed her hand on the doorknob, terrified of what they might find. She opened the door and stood there in complete shock. Philip gasped and Ella wished she could've kept him from seeing it. Rage boiled inside of her. "ALEXANDER HAMILTON WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" She yelled.

They were watching Alexander kiss a man who looked a surprising amount like Philip. Ella wondered why anyone, even Alexander Hamilton, would kiss someone else with the amazing family he had.

Alexander immediately pulled away from the other man and tried to reason with Eleanor. "Kids I-"

"NO. HOW DARE YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT DOING SUCH A THING. YOU HAVE THE BEST WIFE ANYONE CAN IMAGINE AND 4 AMAZING CHILDREN. HOW COULD YOU?" Ella stood there in disbelief for a moment before slamming the door so she couldn't do anything that she might regret.

A single tear tracked down Philip's face. He had no idea what to think. He felt his whole world crumbling around him. Ella threw her arms around him. "I'm so sorry Pip" She muttered into his shoulder.

Philip just stood there. He never would've thought that his father would so such a thing. So he just stood there blinking back tears. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't. He felt as though he was slowly drowning in a sea of lies. Eliza had always said she was helpless for Alexander and Alexander told his kids that he loved Eliza more than anything in the world. But was that true? Philip wanted it to be true. He knew how much his mother loved his father. But how much did his father love his mother?

Philip sunk onto the curbside. He buried his head into his hands, just wanting to wake up from this nightmare.

Ella was still so filled with rage that she ended up punching the sidewalk, making her knuckles bleed slightly. If she weren't quite so mad it probably would've hurt a good bit. However she didn't even notice. Ella sat on the curb like Philip did, slightly away from where he was.

The teenagers sat in silence, as neither of them had anything to think, let alone say.

"...um excuse me" Ella heard someone say from behind her. She turned around to see a girl around her age with two curly low ponytails and a face dusted with freckles. She kinda looked like a girl Philip, but with green eyes instead of hazel. "Are you ok? Your hands seem to be bleeding quite a bit"

Ella glanced down at her hands. The girl was right, most of the back of her hand was covered in blood. "O-oh... I'm alright"

"Are you sure? I can fix up your hands if you'd like. I have a small first aid kit in my backpack." Ella slowly nodded. The girl started to pull stuff out of her backpack.

"Thank you" Ella muttered as the other girl cleaned up her hands.

"It's no problem, I'm Frances" The girl stuck her hand out so Ella could shake it.

Ella took her hand. "I'm Eleanor, but I go by Ella"

Frances laughed. "That's my middle name. Frances Eleanor, I used to get called that, but it's too long in my opinion" Ella smiled slightly. "If you don't mind me asking, why were your knuckles all bloody?"

"I punched the sidewalk" Ella muttered. "In frustration"

"Did you being frustrated have anything to do this the boy crying over there?" Frances asked.

"Um no... well kinda.... his father cheated on his mother. That's Philip"

"Oh my god. Is he alright?"

"I think so... he's struggling but he'll get through it."

Frances and Ella continued to talk. They were so wrapped up in their conversation that they hadn't noticed Philip standing up.

He stood in the middle of the road and threw his hands in the air. "Just fucking kill me!" He screamed. What Philip hadn't noticed was that a car was coming from behind him.

But Ella noticed. "Philip!" She screamed. Ella ran over and shoved Philip out of the way. The teenagers rolled on the cement, tearing up their bodies. Ella ended up on top of Philip. "Philip what were you thinking are you ok?!"

Philip stared up at Ella with wide eyes. He glanced at the cut that went down her cheek from where her head hit the road. "Y-You just saved my life"

"Damn right I just saved your life, What the fuck were you doing you idiot!?"

Both of their breathing was off, their hearts were both beating out of their chests, and they could both barely think. Frances went to go get her father to make sure they were ok.

Frances walked out of her house with her father and Alexander. Alexander stood on the doorstep in shock that his son just tried to kill himself and it was his fault.

Philip looked into Ella's eyes. They screamed in worry and shock, probably not too different than what his own looked like. "E-Ella I..." He couldn't think of anything to say. He just almost died but his crush and worst enemy saved him. His hand grazed her cheek that had the cut. The cut that showed she saved his life. Philip pushed himself up and closed the small gap between them.

Ella gasped against the kiss, but she didn't pull away. She didn't know what to do, so she kissed back. She found herself wrapping her arms around Philip's neck and pulling him closer. 

They pulled apart and Ella's eyes widened in shock. "What did I just do?" She thought. "We're enemies... right?"

Hey y'all! Sorry this chapter isn't great. Mwhahahha there's so much drama right now. Thanks for reading and have a good day/night!