Anne and Gilbert are not in high school anymore, but their paths will inevitably cross again. When the past comes back to haunt you and revive feelings that never left in the first place, all you can do is either be terrified about it or be fascinat...
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▷ Lover - Taylor Swift
«Have I known you twenty seconds or twenty years?»
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[DON'T PLAY THE SONG YET]
GILBERT BLYTHE's life for the past twenty four hours has been far more interesting than any other life Anne's ever encountered.
"So when I got to the airport... the flight had been delayed! Six hours, can you imagine that?! Then another three hours, then my phone died and...!"
"Talk about luck" she says.
Yes, events that surrounded Gilbert Blythe's journey before getting to Fred and Diana's wedding were, to say the least, curious.
Both of them are currently leaning against the wall, secluded from all the crowd in the center of the ballroom.
They should probably go find Diana and Fred, but none of them makes the attempt of leaving and they haven't caught anyone's attention yet.
She wonders if it's him or the wall behind their backs —which resembles a familiar row of lockers, to her eyes at least— that seems so magnetic.
Anne soon realizes it's him. She could hear him talk for hours, watch how his lips move and shape at the sounds that his words makes. She's missed him so much, she's missed the way he talks, the way he gestures, just that very personal way he has of recalling past stuff.
She's missed everything about him.
To this point, Anne knows these things about Gilbert Blythe's odyssey:
1. He got to Gatwick's airport and stayed there for almost nine hours.
2. The flight lasted another eight hours.
3. He didn't get to text anyone about it because his phone died.
4. He took a taxi from Charlottetown's airport to Josephine Barry's house,
and
5. He's here, right now, right beside her.
"So you seriously got changed in a taxi?" she asks, looking up to him.
"Yes!" he nods excitedly, as if he was narrating the most amazing events. "Just imagine the shock when I asked the driver if he'd mind me taking my shirt off"
