^Again, not a Gilbert Blythe imagine
I should change the title
The song lyrics are italicized and from the perspective of Anne
Normal is your perspective
The song is heather but heather is sad by Mia Giovina
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First of October
Nights getting colder
Now that I'm older
Thought it'd be over for me
But the demons give me a reason
Float to the deep end
Where I wait to cry till they've walked by
Before any official planning could be made for the wedding we had to run it by our parents. Most importantly my soon to be in-laws. If I knew just how much time and effort it took in planning a wedding I don't think I would've accepted his proposal. I've told him as much and he would always laugh it off knowing my words were meaningless.
Walking out the door of the shop I bid goodbye to James' parents. Mine couldn't be here today because they were too busy with other things needing taking care of.
Squeezing me as if her life depended on it I hug back just as tightly, "you're like the daughter I never had."
"You'll have to live with having her as a daughter in law instead," pulling back for some air I watch as James takes his parents away to their carriage. Coming back to my side he takes me by the arm and leads us off to my school.
"Is it too late to back away from the wedding?" I ask, exhausted from the days planning. I hadn't expected so much time to be taken out of my day. I already had plans with the girls that I needed to reschedule.
"A wedding unites two people. I'm one of them." knowing not to answer I stay silent and he continues, "you'll have to be there too."
"If you say so, " I mumble.
"You're the one who said yes."
"I should've thought it over," biting back a smile I see offense take over his features, "I'm only kidding."
"Speaking of kids-" he says as if he was waiting for the right moment to bring it up. Pulling my arm away from his I look at him incredulously.
"We weren't-" I cut in before being abruptly spoken over.
Ignoring my comment he asks, "how many would you like to have?"
"I already agreed to marry you," feeling the serious undertone in his voice I silently add, "one boy and one girl," at my answer he gives me a teasing smile. Deciding not to go any further or to give him any thoughts I run ahead of him. Hearing his footsteps approaching I rush faster.
As soon as I see the front door in view I take hold of the knob and barge in, quickly composing myself before I could get a telling off. Unfortunately for James, he runs right through the door and comes face to face with Mrs. Blackmore.
"How many times must I tell you not to run?" Going to answer her question I step in before she could get any more annoyed. He'd likely say something rude without meaning to. I wasn't going to take my chances, especially when I see her just about every day.
"We apologize for the disturbance," maintaining my serious expression while holding back a laugh, I watch as she turns her back to us and walks of sight. Then and only then does he burst into laughter, doubling over, I roll my eyes and let out a laugh at his childishness. Instead of walking away, I stay by his side waiting for him to calm down so we could head to the parlour. If I leave him alone even for a second he'd find a way to get lost.
