'anne with an e' imagines and preferences

redhead | billy andrews

request by @randomwork

billy andrews was a bully. but he was a cute bully, in your opinion. you became very close friends with him after you moved to avonlea, because your parents becoming friends. at first, you hated billy. he drove you crazy! but over time, he mellowed out, and you two became the best of friends.

—flashback—

it was up until about seven months ago that he told you he wanted to be more than that.

you were hanging out at billy's house for the fifth time that week. you were sitting in the living room with him, working on some poetry while he talked to you.

you rather enjoyed listening to what billy had to say. he talked about school, his sisters, hunting, and just any random thing that came to his head. you loved hearing his voice (it was your favorite sound).

that's when you stopped writing in your notebook and realized that you loved billy with your whole heart. heck, you were in love with him! how could you not see it before? how much you loved how he'd smile at you across the room, or let you mess up his hair. how much you enjoyed walking home with him to school, and how much you loved his company. this was the boy you wanted to spend the rest of your life with.

sometimes one can realize they're in love slowly, over a long period of time. but others can realize it in over the span of a couple seconds. you were the latter of the two. it was as if someone flipped a switch on your emotions.

anyways, billy noticed your odd stillness, and he tapped your shoulder. you brushed off the weird feeling in the pit of your stomach, and turned to smile at him.

"are you alright?" he asked you. you shook your head, causing your bright red hair to smack him in the face. he laughed, and brushed your hair out of your eyes.

you blushed and continued back to your writing. he pouted and pulled your book out of your hands.

"billy! stop!" you exclaimed, but you were laughing. you got up and started chasing him around the room.

"not until you tell me what's going on with you!" he called. you sighed and stood in place. he noticed you weren't following him anymore, and he turned around.

"billy i love you," you said with tears in your eyes. that's it, i've just lost my best friend, you thought. his face softened, and he handed you back your notebook. he slowly pulled you into an embrace, and held you close.

"i-i love you too," he whispered in your ear. your heart stopped. he loves me?

you started dating the next day.

—end of flashback—

you were sitting with the girls before the start of school, when billy's voice filled your head.

"hey, orphan!"

you sighed. billy always made fun of anne for no reason, and you planned to talk to him about it.

"hey! carrots! why is your hair so red!" billy yelled at her. he tugged her braids, but she stayed seated, avoiding eye contact, her face bright red. he tugged her braids again.

"carrots! your face is almost as red as your hair! you look so ugly!" the boys laughed.

your heart fell as you felt his words like a blow to the stomach. you had red hair. does billy really feel this way about red hair?

class went by slowly, but you weren't listening to the lesson. you were too busy trying to hide your face. your eyes were watering the whole day, and you felt heartbroken. did billy hate your red hair too?

after class, you quickly walked outside with your books pressed against your chest. billy normally walked you home, but you wanted nothing to do with him.

"hey! hey, y/n, wait!" you heard him call behind you. you shut your eyes tight and kept walking. billy ran up behind you and grabbed your arm. you flipped around, and the tears started to fall.

"aren't you gonna call me carrots?" you hissed. his face lost all its color, and his hand fell from your arm.

"wh-what?" billy's voice shook. you grabbed a piece of your hair and waved it in front of his face.

"i have red hair, just like anne. if you hated red hair so much, why didn't you just tell me? that really blows, billy." you started to walk away again, but he held you back.

"leave me alone billy!" you exclaimed, trying to pull away.

"no. you're not leaving until we work this out. look, i'm sorry i was picking on anne. i wasn't even thinking about you. i'm in love with you, y/n. i never wanted to hurt your feelings. your hair, along with every other part of you, is beautiful. i wasn't thinking about my words, and i won't tease anne ever again. i'm so sorry," he explained, his eyes turning glossy. "please, i just can't lose you."

you stood completely still and looked into his eyes. he was truly sincere, and he even said he's in love with you. you cupped his cheek.

"i love you. you won't lose me. not now, not ever. keep your promise and don't tease anne ever again." he sighed, but he nodded nevertheless.

after that, billy never teased anne, and he always made sure to compliment your hair.