I know, Genevieve why are you writing another Phillip X Reader. I love Phillip so much, sorry. Also it will be sad at one point but Phillip ain't dying.

Modern AU

"Phillip why are we at your house." I complained to my best friend Phillip as he dragged me to his house. Sure, we are nineteen but he acts like a child. That makes me love him even more. Oh yeah, I have a huge crush on Phillip Hamilton. Who wouldn't have a crush on that freckled flirt. When I say flirt, I mean a massive flirt. He flirts with every girl he can, even to me. I don't get my hopes up when he does that to me so I just laugh it off and move on with my day.

"I know you've always wanted to read some of my poems so I'm going to show you some." We finally reach his house, say hi to Eliza real quick, then run upstairs to his bedroom. Once we finally get there he locks the door and picks me up this brown, worn-out journal. He hands it to me as we both sit down.

"Read them out loud." He courageously demands. I open to the first page and started reading.

"My name is Phillip
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 giggle lightly. Phillip turns a bright shade of pink.

"I learned French and played piano with my mother
I have a sister but I want a little brother
My daddy's tryin' to start Americans bank
Un deux trois quatre cinq." I finish the poem.

"I know it's bad." He whispered and starts to turn a darker shade of pink.

"I still can't write a poem and you wrote that when you were nine. That was amazing." His face looks like a tomato. I turn to the next page. I read the poem out loud, Phillips face became an even darker shade of red.

"Phillip do you have a crush on someone." He freezes at the question and nods slowly. I've never seen him this embarrassed before. "Who is it?" He looks at his fidgeting hands in his lap.

"Theodosia Burr." He mumbled. My heart shatters in my chest. I was about to say something when my dad called me. He told me I have to come home.

"I have to go, bye Phillip." I waved slightly at him and he returned it. The walk home is kinda long so I can cry about the whole Phillip situation. I knew I was just a friend to him. All that flirting was a joke. If Phillip asks Theodosia out, of course she will say yes. Any girl would be so lucky to have him.

2 Months Later

Phillip and Theo have been dating for a month. Every time I see them together they both look so happy. I'm not a third wheel, I'm just not there. Me and Phillip haven't talked to each other since that day he told me about his crush on Theo. Now I'm going to Liberty College without my forever best friend. I get my side of the dorm set up and jump on my bed. I take out my laptop and start writing my story.

"Hello is this dorm A17." I shoot my head up to be greeted with a familiar figure.

"P-Phillip." I stutter out. Phillips face changes from a smile to a face of shock to a huge, wide smile. He runs over to my bed and picks me and twirls me around. Once he puts me down he is smiling more than ever.

"The one and only." I lightly punch his arm. "That's not how you treat your best friend." He exclaims playfully. I roll my eyes and walk over to my bed. "It's gonna be like that huh." He says. Suddenly I'm lightly pushed on my bed. I turn around and Phillip is on top of me. Before I can speak Phillip starts tickling my sides.

"Ph*giggles*phillip stop." I laugh even harder, I desperately hit his back for him to stop but he keeps going. I start losing my breath.

"Plea-please s-stop." I puff out. He stops tickling me but stays on top of me.

"Now that's how you treat your Forever best friend." He stays on top of me just staring into my eyes. I stick my tongue out at him and sit up.

"So how are you and Theo." His smile drops.

"We broke up." He mutters.

"Why?" My curious self asks. He comes closer to me.

"I broke up with her." He whispers before scooting even closer to me that our arms are smushed together.

"W-why wo-would you do that. Di-didn't you rea-really like her." I stuttered in a complete mess. He moves his head into my hair making me turn to him.

"Y/N I love you, not Theo." He whispered. My eyes light up which Phillips noticed. He chuckled lightly before he softly placed his lips on mine. I yelp at the contact of his soft lips on mine. I slowly respond to this soft but passionate kiss. We pull away.

"Hey Y/N can I show you something." I nod. He grabs that same journal he showed me two months ago. "Read this page." I nod again grabbing the journal.

"You brought me sunshine
when I only saw rain.
You brought me laughter
when I felt pain[1]

[2]Anger can rage
'til it tears you apart.
but the power of your smile
Can mend a broken heart.

My whole heart for your mind
My dearest, Y/N your the only one I love, the only kind." I finish the whole poem and blush a deepened red. I smashed my lips on Phillips.

"What a poet."

[1]- Donna Donathan
[2]- Malia Taitte

I write the last part of the poem.

I hate it but here's this chapter that took me one day to write, that's why it's so bad.