'anne with an e' imagines and preferences

sadderdaze | billy andrews

you've lived in avonlea your whole life, and you firmly believed that you'd never leave the place. you loved how the sun shone most of the time, and how the rain refreshed the land. you loved the beach, with its white sand and crashing waves.

but most of all, you loved billy andrews.

billy andrews hasn't always been your friend. in fact, he used to tease you mercilessly, and pull your hair in front of the whole class. then you two started to talk more, and you two decided to become friends instead of enemies.

you played spin the bottle after school once a couple months back, and you realized he was very cute. you realized you liked him, for pete's sake!

when he spun, and when the bottle landed on you, that changed everything. the kiss you shared was perfect (to you at least).

you were hopelessly in love with billy andrews. it started to become very awkward to be around him, but he didn't seem to notice. he just kept talking, not feeling the tension in the air.

you walked around, sad and confused, for a long time. you started to distance yourself from billy, because, who could ever love you? it hurt your heart to stay away from one of your best friends, but you resolved that he's better without you.

almost in a trance, you started staying home a lot. if you weren't at home, you were at school. and if you weren't at school, you were sitting on the cliff above the beach, trying to figure out your feelings.

he makes you so happy, and not being around him broke you inside. the worst part was that he didn't even seem to notice.

one day, after school, you lazily packed away your things. you were bracing for another scolding from mr. phillips, because you're always the last one in the room. your hands shook as you tied a belt around your books.

"y/n?" a voice suddenly called from behind your back. you flipped around, hands shaking even more now. it was billy, and he looked pretty angry. you gave him a nervous look.

"hi, billy," you said, almost in a whisper. his demeanor immediately changed when he realized how broken you were. his face softened, and a small smile was playing at his lips. he slouched a little, so he wouldn't intimidate you.

"hey, y/n/n, what's going on?" he asked softly. you chuckled. "what?" he asked, confusion painted across his features.

"so now you decide to notice me," you scoffed. his face fell.

"i've always noticed you," he said softly. "that's actually why i came to talk to you. you aren't around anymore. i was gonna come over here and be all mad about it, but you don't seem like you're alright. please, tell me." you took a deep breath.

"let's talk outside," you replied. you didn't want mr. phillips to be angry with you two for still being in school.

you took his hand and grabbed your stuff. you and billy made your way to a tree by the stream, and you sat side by side.

"billy, ever since..."

"spin the bottle," he answered, knowing what you were gonna say.

"yeah, since spin the bottle. it's been weird lately and..." you tried to say what you had been thinking for all this time, but nothing would come out. you shut your eyes tight because a headache was forming.

"i like you," billy stated. your eyes shot open and you stared at him. "heck, i love you." you kept staring.

"m-me too," you replied. his face broke out in a grin, and he clasped your hands in his. his hands were significantly larger, and they swallowed your petite hands whole. you giggled and looked up at him.

"is this why you've been so distant?" he asked. you nodded.

"i thought you wouldn't feel the same. you've come off as kind of a bully lately." his face changed, and he looked...sad.

"i can't," he said to himself and ran a hand through his hair. then he turned to you. "i can't not be mean. it's like this thing about me, that i need to look cooler than everyone. i hate it."

you smiled. "it's alright. i can help," you said. he smiled and embraced you tightly.

"thank you, thank you," he whispered in your ear over and over.

being in love is worth it.