A promise

Chapter Nineteen : I Approached And She Stepped Back

Gilbert's POV

It's eating me alive. Here, I am. Holding her hand and saying nothing like an idiot. I mean... What can I say?

Hey Anne. Guess what I made a bet about you and it's still going strong...

I loathe myself.

But, maybe she will appreciate my honesty and forgive me.

... After she breaks something over my head.

"Gil..."

But, then I will have to fix my hair. My sweet curly hair. So, fluffy... Maybe that would be my nickname if I was a cat or something. Or Harry Potter's owl... It's Hedwig. Gilbert, what am I going to do with you?

"Gil... Are you here?"

I heard a distant voice. But, I unconsciously ignored it.

I have a very royal name. Gilbert Blythe. The third? No. That's too cliché.

"GIL." shouted Anne, almost making me go deaf.

"What? What. What is it?" I asked, trying to get my heartbeat back to its normal beating.

"You were off for a while there. Everything alright?" asked Anne as she held my face, in her palms.

I looked deep into her eyes and I thought.

How can I break this angel's heart?

Why did I have to agree on that stupid bet?

"Peachy."

"Are you sure?" asked Anne as she kept trying to not break eye contact.

I held her hands and brought them a bit lower and held them tightly in mine. As I kissed her palms.

"Can I follow you where you're going right now?" I asked, seriously whilst trying to hold in my laugh.

"Gil... We're both going to school. You sort of have to." said Anne with a giggle.

"No. You were supposed to ask 'why?' " I said with a pout.

"Why?" asked Anne with a sigh.

"Cause my parents always told me to follow my dreams." I said with a wink Anne slightly blushed.

"Are you ever going to stop using pickup lines?" asked Anne, with a laugh.

"If I do. Then, you'll have to start worrying. There must be something seriously wrong with me." I said with a nod.

"Is that so?" asked Anne, smiling.

"Yes... Anne?" I asked, flustered.

"Yes?"

"You know about the dance on the 31rd, right?"

"No. I just happened to be in the same class as you when they announced it." said Anne, sarcastically with a raised eyebrow and a smirk.

"...Well, do you have a date?"

"No. But, I might soon have one."

"Really, who will it be then?" I asked, faking my confusion.

"What? I-I... Well." stuttered Anne and I tried not to laugh, but miserably failed.

"Gil... Not cool." said Anne with a chuckle as she pushed me to the side.