in which a young boy falls for a unique girl with a fiery temper and a love for sunflowers.
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gilbert blythe sat in the living room of his house, scrolling through instagram. it was a thursday evening, and he didn't have any plans. he stopped when he saw something. he smiled to himself, his thumb hovering over the photo as he decided whether or not to like it.
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547 likes, 28 comments anneshirls this is me looking at diana, wondering why she bought herself mcdonald's and not me. some best friend, huh? dbarry02 this is so out of context omfg
he decided to just do it, and so he liked the photo. he couldn't help but look at the photo a little longer. she was truly so beautiful. he still didn't understand how she didn't see it herself.
she was one of the most beautiful girls he had ever seen. and the way she smiled when he called her shirley made his heart melt. and when she laughed, especially when it was him who made her laugh, was the most magnificent thing to him. her dumb jokes never failed to put a smile on his face. not to mention, her music taste is incredible. he knew they got off to a rough start, but she was one of the kindest, most generous people he had ever met. he loved her red hair. her hair was probably his favourite physical feature, besides her eyes. he wished he could just look into those deep pools of blue all day. she was different to all of the other girls at school. he loved when she would playfully hit his shoulder, or link arms with him as they walked down the corridor at school. or the times she would run up behind him and jump on his back, even though one time he fell on the ground because she did that to him. she was special. there was nobody like anne. and nobody could-
"holy shit." whispered a rather flustered gilbert. "i have feelings for anne."
he thought about the way his heart raced whenever she was near him. or the butterflies he would get just from her smile. or how his palms would sweat whenever she was near. he was completely gone for her, and he hadn't even realised.
"shit. shit. shit. shit." gilbert repeated the word shit for a good five minutes as he paced his living room. there was no possible way he could ever admit these feelings to anne. she would never, ever, feel the same way. he couldn't risk ruining the friendship they had only just managed to build. but now he had realised his feelings, he didn't know how he was going to act around her. what does he do now?
——— A/N: sorry this is short butttttt...ur welcome :)))) pls don't forget to comment & vote!
