when you smile {philip hamilton x reader}

s u n s h i n e

a/n: oh look, a happy chapter. finally.

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Your POV

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"Angie!"

I saw Angie on the porch of her house, anxiously sitting on the brick steps. Instead of walking the rest of way, I ran.

"Angie!" I yelled, still running. She perked up at the sound of her name and immediately smiled. This was the first time I've seen her since I departed from New York that dewy spring morning in March. I traveled to London to study the art pieces of famous artists such as Allan Ramsey, who was the official painter to King George the Third.

Two days ago when I returned, I saw a letter written to me. Philip had written to me announcing that he was coming home from King's College for the summer. I was thrilled upon hearing the news. Today was the day that he was to arrive. My opinion and feelings never changed from when I first met him last March. I still considered him to be a noxious, addlepated person who still fooled around with different girls.

"(Y/n)!"

Angie's smile was brighter than the sun. She stood up and ran towards me. We met on the sidewalk, embracing each other tightly. I realized how much I missed her warm and inviting spirit. We finally let go and walked back the house, which was only a few steps away. I could hear the same sounds coming from the house that I grew to love over the past year.

"Do you want to stay outside and wait for Philip with me? He's going to arrive any minute now," Angie said pleadingly.

"I would love to Ang, but I think I should say hello to the rest of your family first, right? But afterward, I will don't worry," I said.

"Fine," she mumbled, pouting with her arms crossed.

I laughed and opened the door. Upon entry, I saw Eliza sitting in a chair and reading a book. Noticing my presence, she looked up and smiled immediately.

"(Y/n)!" Eliza set down her book and got up from her chair, rushing over to me. As she hugged me, I could feel something in between us that prevented us from hugging all the way. I pulled away slightly while she held onto my arms, looking at me delightedly. I looked down, seeing her growing belly. I gasped and smiled as I came to a realization.

"Eliza... are you?..." He nodded her head, smiling wider than the sky. I squealed, smiling excitedly. She laughed at my reaction.

"That's so exciting!"

"Not as exciting as your trip to London. How was it?" We let go and went back over to the couch, sitting down contently.

"It was wonderful, the scenery was beautiful, and I got the chance to see your sister, Angelica," I said. Eliza's face lit up at the mention of her older sisters name. Angelica has a powerful soul. She is manipulative and, actually, very intimidating. She was the most independent woman I've ever met. Her integrity and elegance were her best attributes that made her such a wonderful person. We've met before when my mother used to enjoy tea gatherings with her when I was younger.

"You know Angelica?" Eliza asked. I nodded. "Indeed. My mother used to have tea gatherings with her when I was younger. The last time I saw her before my trip was a few weeks before my mother died,"