Two weeks after the exams...
Anne was making her way to the Blythe-Lacroix household early in the morning. Gilbert went to Charlottetown the day before to get the results of the exams. They were supposed to meet at the Vale's garden after lunch to see the results, but Anne was too nervous to wait, so she decided to go to Gilbert's house after breakfast. Anne was not the only one who could not wait, just as she was making her way to his house, Gilbert was on his way to her house.
"I'm going to get the results tomorrow," Gilbert says.
"What?"Anne gasped.
"Would you like to come with me?" he offered.
"Marilla wouldn't let me, I'll wait for Miss Stacy to tell me my results"
"I could come, tomorrow... after lunch"
"I'd love that, Gil" she grabbed his hand
"I promise not to see the results until we're together" he squeezed her hand.
"It's going to be so fun to see your face when you realize your name is under mine on the list" she teased.
"We'll see, Shirley. We'll see" he laughed, "I'll see you tomorrow after lunch at our place, does that sound alright to you, daisy?"
A tall boy with dark hair came in her sight, "GIL?" she yelled.
"ANNE! ANNE!" The boy started running towards her, and she did the same, "FIRST PLACE! WE TIED FOR FIRST PLACE!" Gilbert yelled, Anne, laughing with excitement.
"GIL! I CAN BELIEVE IT!" she jumped into his arms, "CONGRATS!" she said, hugging him tightly.
"Congrats, Anne" he whispered, pulling away from her to look at her face-
Kiss.
Anne kissed him, "Anne-" Gilbert said, out of breath, she just smiled. He cupped her face and pulled her in for another kiss. She hums into his mouth, wrapping her arms around his neck, playing with the curls that hang at the back of his neck. He puts one of his hands on her waist, pulling her closer, the other one still on her cheek.
They pulled away slowly, giving each other little pecks before pulling their lips apart completely. They stayed there, inches from each other, their noses touching, with their eyes still closed, smiling, and breathing each other in.
"This was definitely worth the wait" he breathed, "Miss Anne Cordelia Shirley-Cuthbert kissed me. I declare myself the luckiest boy in the world" Gilbert said with his chin up, smiling. Anne chuckled and kissed him again, "Am I dreaming?"
"You're not, am I?" she smiled.
He kissed her softly, "Did that answer your question?" he teased.
"No, you better try again" she smiled, and he kissed her again.
"Let's walk for a bit, I need some time to process what just happened" Gilbert said.
After a long walk, they were sitting under a tree at the Vale's garden. Gilbert's back against a tree and Anne sitting in between his legs, her back pressed against his chest, his arm around her chest, holding her.
"I want to learn how to do these" he said taking one of her braids. Anne smiled and went to remove the little ribbon holding her braid "let me do it" he started undoing one of her braids, slowly, trying not to pull any hair of that beautiful head of hers, until it was all loose.
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PHILEO | Shirbert
RomanceAnne doesn't want to play spin the bottle again after the last time, Cole was not there to save her this time. Conveniently enough, Gilbert doesn't want to play either. Phileo comes from the Greek verb (Φιλέω) and means 'To Kiss'. COMPLETE
