Angie's POV
I giggled as Phillip gagged at his drink. We were sitting down drinking our butterbeer. My dad however got a shot of Fireball added to his.

Now Phillip on the other hand, he got butterbeer and pumpkin juice. He took one sip of the pumpkin juice and hated it.

"Ange, you can have it." I stuck my tongue out and pushed it towards Nathaniel.

"Wimps." Nathaniel chuckled taking a swig from the orange bottle. He shurgged after swallowing the liquid. "It's not good but it's not that bad. I've had worse things."

"You're disgusting, Nathaniel." Phillip said as he pushed a French fry into some ketchup.

"Laf, it's you." Father joked gesturing to the food item. Uncle Laffy rolled his eyes but chuckled.

"That's French fry Jr. right there though." I pointed towards Nathaniel.

"Hey only you call me that, Lil Hamilton." He sassed using the nickname he'd given me.

"Whatever." I giggled and playfully rolled my eyes. "What are we doing after this?"

"Well, I thought we could get robes maybe some books, and then head out to the city walk." Dad shrugged.

"Zat is fine with us." Uncle Laffy said referring to his family.

"Well then. After everyone's done, we'll do that. No rush though, take your time." Dad added.

"So Phillip," Uncle Herc started but paused to swallow. "Is there anyone special in your life right now?" I giggled under my breath as Phillip’s eyes got wide.

"Yea-yeah actually." Uncle Herc then gave his full attention to Pip. "His name is George Eacker." Phillip sighed before eating a piece of chicken.

"You miss him don't you?" Dad asked. Phillip nodded which made dad sigh. "I was the same way with your father. Of course we were a little older but I always missed him."

"Lex, you couldn't even be alone in the dorm room." Father chuckled. "But it's totally normal to feel this way." He smiled at Pip.

"He's head over heels for this guy." I laughed, earning a snack on the arm from Phillip. "Ow!" I whined and rubbed my arm. "I'm just telling the truth." I smiled.

"She's not lying, Phillip." Nathaniel spoke up. He never fails to make me smile just by his voice.

I sat quietly, listening to the conversations. My necklace suddenly seemed interesting as I started fiddling with it.

I ran the pad of my fingers over the aquamarines that sat on the treble clef. The sun was hitting the necklace making it glisten.

"Angelica. Angelica!" Dad snapped his fingers in front of my face. "Dearest, what's distracting you?"

Nathaniel is but I can't tell you that.

"Nothing, daddy." I smiled at him. I looked at him for a moment realizing how much I look like him.

Same face shape, same tan skin. The red in my hair came from him. Appearantly my grandmother had gorgeous red hair, my biological grandmother that is. I had a hint of his dark brown eyes mixed with Father's green ones.

"Can we go get robes now?" I interrupted noticing everyone was done. They nodded and we threw away our trash with the exception of our butterbeer cups. I wiped mine down with a napkin and tucked it into my bag.

"Bertie Bot's Every Flavor Beans! And you can't forget chocolate frogs. I mean, you get chocolate and a trading card." Nathaniel argued with Phillip.

"What are you guys arguing about?" I sauntered over to them and stood beside my brother.

"The best Harry Potter candy." My eyes lit up.

"Licorice wands, jelly slugs, and chocolate frogs. Those are the best." Nathaniel smiled and threw an arm around my shoulder.

"See, Angelica agrees with me." Phillip rolled his eyes and removed Nathaniel’s arm.

"Don't touch my baby sister." He said through gritted teeth. "You guys win this argument." He pulled me close. "And leave Angie alone."

I giggled at his overprotectiveness. "Philly stop." I whined. "I'm 16, I can make my own decisions."

"I don't like that. You're my baby sister. You can't grow up." He pouted. "I still love you though."

"I love you too, Pip." He kissed my head and released me from his grip.

~Time skip~

After we got our robes and other stuff, we stopped at the Starbucks on the city walk. Let me just say, the ride back to the hotel was chaos.

"Sing once again with me! A strange duet! My power over you, grows stronger yet. And though you turn from me, to glance behind. The Phantom of the Opera is there, inside your mind!" Nathaniel insisted we listen to Phantom and here he was belting every note. Perfectly might I add.

"Those who have seen your face, draw back and fear. I am the mask you wear." I continued while scrolling on my phone. Suddenly the music stopped.

Uncle Herc looked at me with pride. "Angie, your voice. It's matured so much and you sound so beautiful."

I blushed and hid my face in my hands. "Thanks Uncle Herc." He smiled at me while Father pulled into the hotel parking lot.

We raced to our rooms and once we got to them, I flung to the door opened and jumped on the bed. "Hey Ange. I'm going down to the gym. Dad said dinner's at 6 so in an hour." Phillip poked his head in, waved bye, and left.

I sighed and picked up my book. Currently, I was reading Lin and Phillipa by Melissa de la Cruz.

The pillows sunk into the bed as I sat on them. I had made a circle with them in the middke of the bed facing the window. My body relaxed at the feeling of A/C while my hands felt the familiar feeling of the paper on the book.

As I read on, I got more indulged in the book. I did however, feel the dip on the bed. Familiar hands wrapped around my waist as soft lips were pressed to my neck.

I turned around after closing the book to touch my lips to the other pair. The kiss sparked lust but also love. I moaned when Nathaniel bit my bottom lip allowing him to slip his tongue inside my mouth.

His hands felt up and down my waist under my shirt while his tongue explored my mouth. His hands continued up my shirt until it was fully off. My breasts were now exposed to him which caught his attention. He took them in his hands and squeezed them over my bra.

"Nath." I breathed out as I pulled his shirt off. My hands traced his abs and muscles. I gasped and softly bit his tongue as I felt my bra being unclasped.

"You're so beautiful." He layed me back on the bed, still making out with me. I loved this. The feeling of gentle love. There was no rush, no pain, no worrying. It was just me and him.

He carefully grazed his lips over my skin as he moved down to my breasts. He took the left one in his mouth as sucked on it while his hand slipped into my shorts. His finger rubbed up and down my clit making me more wet then I already was.

He pushed one finger into me gently. My right boob was now in his mouth. One hand was in me while the other was tangled in my hair.

Everything was perfect until the door opened.

"Angelica!" Phillip screamed. Nathaniel removed himself from me completely and covered me up with my blanket.

"Phillip." Nathaniel shakily responded. Even being the taller and bigger person, Phillip still managed to pin him against the wall.

"If I ever catch you on my sister again, the last thing you do and you'll end up just like King Louis XVI. Decapitated."

"Phillip stop! Leave him alone!" I screamed. He turned to me with fury in his eyes.

"Phillip, it was going to be a one time thing. I don't love her." Nathaniel shrieked and cringed at his words.

"I don't give a fuck if it was going to be a one time thing! All it takes is one time to get her pregnant and my baby sister does not need a child right now!" Phillip was now angry at the both of us. "You," He pointed at me. "Why? Why didn't you tell me?" His face softened.

Tears were falling down my face. "Pip. I'm sorry. It was just a desire we both had. Please don't tell dad and Father! They'll have my head!" I pleaded.

Phillip sighed and kissed my head. "You're lucky I love you. I won't tell but I better not catch this happening again. If I do, I'm telling both Uncle Laf and Herc as well as our parents." He looked at me and Nathaniel. "And put some damn clothes on." He left the room and I broke down in tears.

Nathaniel rushed to my side and kissed away every tear. "Amour, c'est bon. Je suis là maintenant. Peu importe ce que dit Phillip, je t'aimerai toujours. Je promets." He whispered in French knowing that I loved it.

"Je t'aime aussi, Nathaniel. Je suis tellement désolé que Phillip nous a rejoint." I replied in a whisper.

"Ne sois pas désolé, Angelica. C'est de ma faute si je n'ai pas verrouillé la porte." I smiled and kissed him gently. He brushed a piece of hair out of my face and handed me my clothes.

"Merci." He nodded and put his own shirt back on. "So, are we gonna pretend nothing happened at dinner?"

"I think that would be best. I'll sit beside you though so we can still hold hands." He smiled at me. "I meant what I said about you being beautiful You are the most beautiful girl ever." He placed one more soft kiss on my lips and rested his forehead against mine.

"We shouldn't kiss right now. As much as I want to, we shouldn't." I said softly. "I should shower. Dinner is soon." He nodded and pulled away from me.

I grabbed all my things and walked into the bathroom. My phone was hooked up to my small speaker and was playing Miranda very quietly, but just enough for me to hear over the running water of the shower.

As I stepped in the shower, the warm water relaxed my tense muscles. I pressed my back up against the cold tile wall and sighed. Tears fell as I began to cry.

Why can't I love him? That's all I wanted, to love Nathaniel without worrying about hiding the relationship.

I washed my hair, my face, and my body. After letting the water fall over me, I slid down the wall and sat on the shower floor. My knees were pulled up to my chest, my arms wrapped tightly around them. I squeezed as tight as possible, attempting to bring some reassurance to myself.

Aunt Eliza used to tell me that everyone has their bad days, some worse than others. Despite this, you should always focus on what makes you happy.

The only problem is that Nathaniel makes me happy. He makes me smile and laugh more than I ever have. Even Theo can't make me feel like this.

I sighed and turned the water off. My body shivered from the sudden temperature change causing me to wrap my towel around myself very quickly. I wrapped one around my hair as well and looked in the mirror.

I never complained about myself. I was average height, skinny, pretty, and I hate saying this but, I had a big butt and boobs as well. I couldn't complain about myself.

Makeup however was my life. I loved doing it. Warm colors were always my favorite and I loved playing around with liquid eyeliner. Right now was different though. I didn't feel like using a lot. Mascara, eyeliner, and highlighter were all I could bring myself to use.

"Angie? Pops said we're leaving in 10." Phillip's voice came from behind the locked door. I hummed in response and put my leggings and blouse on. I opened the door and was met with Pip.

"Oh Ange. I didn't mean to go off on you guys like that." He hugged me. I tensed up but hugged back.

"It's okay, Pip. Really. Can we just go to dinner?" He frowned at the melancholic tone of my voice.

Phillip nodded and left assuming I was behind him. I found Nathaniel sitting on the couch. I threw myself into his arms and started to cry.

"Angelica. Baby, what's wrong?" Nathaniel pulled me into his lap and rubbed my back.

"Nath. I can't do this." I cried into his shoulder. "I love you but, it hurts. Hiding this relationship. I don't want them to know though."

His face softened and he frowned. "I know it's hard sweetheart, but we'll get through this. Because mon amour, je t'aime."

I lightly smiled. "Je t'aime aussi." I whispered. Why does it have to be like this?
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I wrote this so fast. Anyway. Thanks to EverythingNothing13 and suchfandomss for giving me the idea of this chapter. Au revoir my beautiful turtles!🐢❤