《Mistakes Made. A Hamgelica fic》I THOUGHT YOU'D NEVER ASK
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Once Again someone was banging their irritating hands on Angelica's apartment door. Angelica instantly felt a wave of deja vu. It wasn't too long ago when Angelica was laying in bed being late to a senate dinner party and falling in love all at the same time. to be honest it was only two months ago and it seemed that in two months her life had never been better or worse at the same time. Angelica screaming into her pillow grabbed her oversized crying blanket and wrapped it around her body so she could try to trudge to the door in anger buy yet still be in comfort. Angelica aggressively swung the door open to come face to face with little Ms. I hate you herself. Angelica inspected Elizabeth before deciding she still was mad and still didn't forgive her. Angelica once again stuck her middle finger up for all to see before slamming the door in Elizabeth Schuyler's face. The door was maybe two seconds from closing if that when a white sneaker stopped it's slamming process.
"Angelica wait."
Angelica opened the door halfway so she could make eye contact with Eliza while still having the ability to look away and close the door if she wanted. If Elizabeth hated her so much Angelica was going to make this conversation as difficult and hellish as possible.
"What can I help you with... Oh, wait you hate me. Goodbye and go to hell."
Angelica once again tried to close the door but this time was stopped by a sneaker and a hand.
"Angelica I just came to apologize. I didn't mean anything I said and I was being dumb and I'm sorry Please Please please forgive me-"
Angelica opened the door and brought her sister into a hug.
"I forgive you."
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Eliza cried into her sister's shoulder before she was interrupted by the youngest Schuyler barging in.
"Angelica get off of your ass and get up."
"What are you uh Peggy what the hell is wrong."
"The love of your life is getting on an airplane to leave New York so get up and go."
Angelica turned to look at Eliza who had a small, sad smile on her face.
"This one's yours."
Angelica smiled before running to get her keys and run out of her apartment."
Margarita turned to Eliza who was still sitting on the floor."
"Are you okay Liza."
"I'm fine, she's happy so I'm happy."
While Angelica's sisters sat in her apartment probably talking about their life problems Angelica was running towards her's.Angelica had caught a cab and was now running through the airport with sweatpants and a crop top and her hair in a low, messy ponytail.Angelica looked around not knowing where to go due to forgetting to ask her sister the very important question of where Alexander was traveling. Angelica sat down and put her hands in head trying to think if she were a handsome, brilliant young man where would she travel.
"Last call for flight 567, Paris France."
Angelica looked up. Alexander had always wanted to go to paris. He didn't really have a reason he just liked the idea of Paris.Angelica stood up and rushed to find flight 567. When she found the flight they were just about to board and because the universe was on Angelica Schuylers side Alexander Hamilton was the last one getting on. Angelica inhaled before cupping her hands around her mouth and yelling.
"Alexander Hamilton. I love you!"
Alexander turned at the sound of the familiar voice.
"You What."
Angelica smiled.
"I LOVE YOU GOD DAMNIT!"
Alexander grinned before running to her and picking her up.
"I win."
Angelica looked at him in surprise.
"Won what?"
"The bet"
"I gave you three months to marry me. You never asked."
Alexander sighed.
"Will you marry me?"
Angelica grabbed both sides of his face before connecting their lips. When they broke she smiled
"I thought you'd never ask."
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