It Will All Be Okay [philip hamilton x reader]

The Duel ~ Chapter 7

Y'all thought that last chapter was gonna mean this chapter starts with smut

Ya nastys

[Y/N] POV
I was helping Philip clean his room before the duel. I was going through drawers when I found a poem.

"Oh. Give me that please." Philip said grabbing it and blushing.

"Oh c'mon." I said grabbing it back.

I read it out loud.

My name is Philip.
I am a poet.
I wrote this poem just to show it.
And I,
Just turned nine.
You can write rhymes but you can't write mine!
I practice French and play piano with my mother.
I have a sister but I want a little brother!
My Daddy's trying to start Americas bank!
Un deux trois quatre cinq!

"Awee! You wrote this when you were nine? That's adorable!" I told him.

"Heh. Thanks." Philip said blushing while giving a small smile and rubbing the back of his neck.

~Le time skip sponsored by George Washingtons "Alexaaannddeeeeerrrr"~

Philips POV

We were on our way to the duel. I asked [Y/N] to come with me and help me if I got hurt. On the way to the ride I started saying a poem to myself.

My name is Philip.
I am a poet.
And I'm a little nervous but I can't show it.
I'm sorry I'm a Hamilton with pride.
You talk about my girlfriend I cannot let it slide!

I saw [Y/N] blush, I guess she heard me. She's so cute when so does that.

~le time skip sponsored by New York's new man~
(still Philips pov)

We arrived at the duel and Eacker was already there.

"Mr. Eacker! How was the rest of your show?" I asked.

"I'd rather skip pleasantries let's go," He replied.

"Grab your pistol."

"Confer with your men," I said.

"The duel will commence after we count to ten."

"Look him in the eye I'm no higher, summon all the courage you require, then slowly and clearly aim your gun towards the sky! One, two, three, four, five, six, seven!" I said.

I heard a gunshot. He didn't shoot to me. He shot-

"Y/N!" I screamed. Eacker shot her. Not me, but her.

"What the hell Eacker!?" I screamed running towards her.

"Philip. Get....me....to....a....hospital." She whispered.

I picked her up and brought her to the hospital. I wasn't aloud to go into her room yet while surgery was in place.

Pops came in a while after.

"Where is my daughter?!" He screamed to the doctor.

He's never called her his daughter before. That surprised me.