Not-So-Bad Bad Boy
pairing: philip hamilton x reader
word count: 3700 (woah)
warnings: swearing, making out
a/n: this one is a lil’ longer than expected, but i hope you guys like it nonetheless!
it got to the point where i was too tired of reading it to check for any errors, though, so if ya find any lemme know. enjoy
Philip Hamilton wanted your help.
It was the end of a school day in October, and you were just filing away your books into your locker – the one day a week you didn’t have tutoring – while getting ready to go home. In fact, you had just slammed your locker shut and were slipping the lock through the hole when the boy approached you with a proposition.
“You help me with math and I’ll hook you up with Georges,” he almost begged.
Philip Hamilton was a bad boy… at best. His father was a famous politician (although, in your school, whose dad wasn’t) and he never really tried to be nice to anyone else. Why would he? He had a motorcycle, all the money he could dream of, and talent to find a girlfriend at the beginning of every new month. But, despite his hardened, tough, rude exterior… you knew there was a reason he was like that, and you knew that there was so much more to him than being a dick. This was evident when he was asking you to tutor him – there was a look of weakness you had seen in his eyes that you had never seen in him before.