Meant To Be | Reader x Gilbert Blythe

By The River

The birds are chirping outside your open bedroom window as the sun shines on your face. You sit up in your bed, trying to remember yesterday's night.

You get up as you make your way to the guest room in only your nightgown. But to a surprise the bed is empty. You figure maybe he had gone downstairs already. You hurry down the stairs, hoping to see Gilbert.

The house is silent. And Gilbert is nowhere to be seen.

"Hello?" you say, as an attempt to call for Gilbert.
No answer.

You make your way out to the kitchen, with a disappointed feeling of abandonment.

You pour up a cup of tea and sit down at one of the chairs. You run your fingers through your messy hair and look around, as you notice a note laying on the table.

You pick it up.
'Did Gilbert leave this?'

"Dear y/n. I had to make my way home. I hope you understand. I thank you for letting me inside your house during the storm.
I also had the best sleep in a long time!
I hope we meet again someday.
Yours truly,
Gilbert."

You smile at the loving words written with the absolutely most beautiful handwriting you have seen, but you can't help yourself when you begin to feel sad.

You had just met Gilbert, and now he left you clueless of who he was, and how you will ever meet again.

You throw the note on the table and sigh.
You sip your tea and suddenly everything feels grey again.

It really felt special having company over, considering you only have a few friends.
They never write or try to reach out to you, so most of the time you spent your days on being alone, doing things like reading, sewing, cooking and writing.

You stand up and leave the cup on the table. You walk out from the kitchen, up the stairs, and in to your bedroom. You open your drawers and search for todays clothes.

You find your navy blue dress with lace details.

After putting it on, you braid your long hair and tie it with a silk ribbon in a dark grey color.

You walk downstairs, into the hallway, and grab your white hat with beautiful flowers and details on it. As you exit the door and lock it behind you, you feel someone tapping on your shoulder.

Quickly you turn around, and see Anne standing before you.

"Hello y/n, she says."

"Hello Anne." you answer, and give her a loving smile.

She had a brown dress with white details, and her orange, and shiny hair was braided in a funny way, and she had put leaves in some of her braids. It made her look like she had climbed a tree.

"What have you done to your hair, Anne?"

"Oh, this? It's nothing." she says, and chuckles.

You shake your head and let out a giggle.

She was special. She always had something in mind. And she had a funny way of expressing her feelings. She made you laugh, but she also made you think.

Anne held a basket in her right hand filled with berries and flowers, and held my hand in her left.

"I have missed you." Anne says.

"I have missed you too. It's boring when you're not around."

"I bet." she says, and laughs.

"I was thinking maybe you could ask Mr. Philips if you can come to our school?" she continues.

"You mean I would go to school?" you ask and frown.

"Yes! I mean, you are clever. You could really use that in school! Plus we make a lot of friends there!"

"Hm, I assume that would work... okay." you say.

"Yay!" she shouts, and starts skipping around.
"This couldn't get much better!" she says with a huge smile on her lips.

You had missed Anne. You only met through your parents since they both knew each other, but now that your parents had gone on a business trip to France, it was a long time ago since you met her. She was your best friend. Someone you could trust with your life.

"Anne! I have an idea" you say, as you grab her hand and run with her. You run into the woods. Both of you laugh while running as the wind makes your braid blow aggressively.

You walk past a river and sit down at a big rock close to it. Anne sits down next to you.

"Remember when we always used to play here as kids." You say, and look at Anne with a smile.

"Oh, yes. It was fun. Now we have gotten old and grey." She says, and shakes her head with a smile on her lips.

You both watch the water flood in the river as the sun shines on it, and makes it looks like glitter.

"Actually, I need to tell you something." You say.

Anne looks at you. She looks serious.

"Someone came over yesterday. It was fun, but I'm quite sad he left without me knowing how to ever reach out to him again."

"He?!" Anne said, and grinned.

"Yes. His name was Gilbert. I don't remember his last name." You say.

"Gilbert? As in Gilbert Blythe?"

"Yes! Gilbert Blythe."

Anne looks me in the eyes curiously.

"Well, what did he want?"

"He needed somewhere to stay because of the storm." you say.

"Oh. But he lives quite close to you." Anne assures.

"He does?" you ask and frown.

"Well, I guess it was his way of getting to know you." Anne says and giggles.

"He was quite perfect." You say, and blush.

"Oh God! You are in love." Anne says with a loud voice.

"No!" You say with an even louder voice.

"I can't believe it. How beautiful!" Anne says.

"You think?" you ask.

"Yes! Totally, y/n!" Anne says. She hold both of your hands and looks into your eyes. Her blue eyes meet yours as she smiles lovingly.

"Did you two do something?" Anne asks curiously.

"No, gross!" you say. Even tho you might have gotten intimate, you wouldn't do anything with him.

You sit in silence with Anne for a while. You wait for her to ask you more questions, but she seems to be enjoying the view of the magical river and the endless forest before her.

"How do you know Gilbert anyway?"
You ask, hoping for her to give you any information that could help you reach out to him.

"Don't you know? We go to the same school!" Anne says.

Suddenly it's crystal clear. All you had to do was go to Anne's school like she asked you.

"Interesting." You say, and wipe some dirt off your dress.

Anne stands up. The leaves in her braids are almost gone. She smiles at you.

"I had a wonderful time, y/n. I have to go home before Marilla gets worried." Anne says.

You nod at her, and wave her goodbye as she runs away.