Memories
Chapter 4
Winter Wonderland
I lied in bed, wide awake, in the early morning hours. It's Sunday December 23rd, two days before Christmas.
I looked over to my side that was empty, and my heart faltered as I thought that it would have been nice if Miley was there. I sighed and got up reluctantly; I wasn't going to get any more sleep.
I trudged through my darkened bedroom out into the kitchen to fix myself some breakfast. I turned the radio on that was on the counter and Christmas tunes came on.
I poured myself some cereal, and made myself some coffee, before sitting down at the little table set up in the apartment.
As I was slowly chewing my food, I realized 'Winter Wonderland' was playing on the radio. I shook my head slightly then smiled. This was one of Miley's favorite Christmas songs, and the song that was playing before our first kiss; which is when we got together. Thinking about it, this song meant a lot to our relationship.
The Stewart Family had invited my whole family, and Lilly's down to Tennessee with them for Christmas.
My parents declined the offer, so it was just the Stewarts, Lilly and her mom, and I.
We had just finished unwrapping the last of the Christmas presents, when I noticed Miley wasn't in the living room with the rest of us.
"Where's Miley?" I questioned.
"I think she went outside," Robbie Ray said getting up from the chair he was previously sitting in and going over to the kitchen to steal a cookie.
I put on my winter coat, and quietly opened the front door, and closed it.
Miley was sitting on the porch step gazing out at the snowy view. It was a winter wonderland. Everything around us was covered with the white snow, that was continuing to fall from the sky. The moon from the night sky just illuminated the snow even more.
The wind chimes that were on the porch were swaying in the wind clanging.
"Hey," I said shyly, breaking the silence. She shot her head up and looked at me as I made my way to sit next to her on the steps. "What are you doing out here?"
"Just thinking," She replied, looking back out at the fields.
"About what?"
"Just...things," she expressed, and looked at me. "Isn't the winter nights in Tennessee beautiful?"
"Yea," I answered softly, taking in the setting once again. This was my first White Christmas. Even though Malibu was great, nothing could compare to Tennessee at Christmas.
"Thanks for inviting me," I said.
"Oh, you're welcome," She responded, looking at me with a wide grin. "I believe that everyone should get to have White Christmas."
I chuckled on the coincidence, and she looked at me oddly. "I-I was just thinking that this was my first White Christmas," I explained. "Matter of fact, this is my first time seeing snow."
"You're missing a lot," She told me, getting up from the steps, and picking up some of the snow in her hands. "It's fun to throw at people," She said with a mischievous grin. It took me a bit to register where this was going, but by the time I did she already hit me with the snowball.
She immediately went off running, as I picked up some snow myself and formed them into snowballs.
It took me awhile, but I finally got her.
We both were breathing heavily from all the running around, and you could visibly see our breath in the cold night air.
All of a sudden she fell dramatically down on the ground, and told me to do also. "Make a snow angel," She instructed, before moving both her arms and legs together then apart. I mimicked her, and began to make my own.
As she finished up, she got up and admired her snow angel. I also got up and looked at the snow where I made mine. It's amazing how it actually does kinda look like an angel.
We decided to walked back over to the house since we were a bit away.
"We should make a snow man!" I suggested, as we were approaching her house, and went up the porch steps.
"Maybe tomorrow," She said, "Then everyone could help." I nodded.
She stopped, and looked to be concentrating on something. Then, a smiled surfaced to her face. "'Winter Wonderland'... it's one of my favorite Christmas songs."
"It looks like a winter wonderland out here tonight," I told her, and she looked out at her surroundings.
"Yea, it does." She started to make her way to the door when I grabbed her hand. She looked at me, puzzled.
"Would you like to dance, to 'Winter Wonderland' while we're still in Winter Wonderland?" I asked her.
She smiled, as she turned fully to me, and we started dancing slowly to the song, that we could hear from inside.
I couldn't help but look into her eyes. I just seemed to get lost in them.
She was softly singing along to the song, as I twirled her, and brought her back toward me, but she seemed closer this time, but neither of us moved an inch.
Then as the last line kicked in we both sang it together, "Walking in a winter wonderland." We seemed to be dancing very closely now.
The song was over, but we were still in each other's grasp. She bit her lip as she looked up at me, and I just continued to gaze at her.
Her eyes fluttered closed, as she leaned closer. I felt my eyes close also, leaning in. Before I knew it, our lips at touched, sending waves of pleasant emotions through my body. We were kissing each other sweetly, but passionately.
We broke apart, and she was still in my arms. She laid her arms on my chest as she laid her head on them. "Oliver, I-I don't want this to hurt our friendship, because I let my feelings for you get in the way."
I moved my arms from being around her to hold her arms that were on my chest. She looked at me, scared of my reaction. "Y-You have feelings for me?" I asked her and she nodded her head, looking down.
"Miley, I-I don't know what to say," I spoke.
She freed herself from me, and walked to the opposite side of the porch. "That's why I was out here earlier...Lilly had this scheme to get us together," She said, laughing slightly, "and I was just thinking if I still wanted to go through with it."
"Miley," I said, walking over to her. "I like you, I've always liked you, someone would be insane not to," I told her.
She looked back at me and smiled. "Really?"
"Really,"I stated, grabbing her hands.
"And you know what I want for Christmas more than anything?" I asked her.
"What's that?" she asked.
"For Miley Stewart to be my girlfriend," I told her.
Her smiled just kept getting wider, if possible. "I think I can give you that," She told me, before kissing me.
I came back to reality, and realized the song was long over, and my cereal was long gone. I walked over to put my dishes in the sink, and then leaned over it sighing again. Maybe moving to Malibu was a mistake. This whole missing Miley had gotten worse with me being here. Maybe it knowing she's not far, yet can't see her.
Why did I have to be so stupid? Or in the words of Miley and Lilly, why do I have to be such a donut??
A/N: MERRY CHISTMAS in advance for the people who celebrate it!! I'd thought I'd post this on the 23rd, since it's related to Christmas, but I couldn't wait any longer sooo...I hope you all liked this chapter! PLEASE REVIEW!! 5 reviews and I'll update:D
