YAY!!!! More chapters! I'm thinking that Sophie should live…so yup! She will, with some help from...just read to find out!

Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana!!! Jeez…people just don't get it!

LILLY'S POV

I was waiting for Dr. Chow, Sophie's doctor to come out, and tell us news about her. I still didn't even know why she was here, all I knew were the minor details. Kyle had been M.I.A. now-a-days; not that I'm complaining. I had gone a whole two days with out a beating, one without seeing him at all.

"Lilly?" Oliver asked, and shook me. I was sitting on his lap, only because there were no seats left in the waiting room. Even after there were seats left I didn't want to get up, so I stayed.

"Yea, Ollie," I said. I saw my mom talking with a tall, oriental guy in a white lab coat. I jumped off of Oliver's lap, and dragged him over to my mom and the doctor.

"That's why Sophie hasn't been responsive to the medicine," Dr. Chow concluded. I hadn't heard anything that mattered. I looked at my mom then Dr. Chow and than Oliver. My mom looked deep in thought. Dr. Chow looked nervous. Oliver looked like he was going to fall asleep.

"Lilly, what type blood do you have?" My mom asked me, I thought it was random. Maybe, Sophie needed some blood of something. I was trying to wake Oliver up, I kissed him, and his eyes shot open.

"A Positive," I simply replied. My mom looked discouraged.

"I'll leave you alone for a while, I'll be back in ten minutes to hear your decision," Dr. Chow said, and then let the scene. My mom saw Rose walking back from the cafeteria.

"Rose what type of blood do you have?" My mom asked the second Rose was in earshot.

"A Positive," My mom looked sad. She needed blood of her youngest daughter was going to die.

"She needs A Negative, fast, or she will die," My mom said, and collapsed into one of the chairs. She put her head into her hands, and started to cry. Rose was rubbing her back, and I turned to Oliver, and sunk my head into his chest.

"It'll be okay," Rose told my mom. My mom picked her head up, and took deep breaths.

"Lilly, Sophie will be fine. I promise," Oliver promised. I started to cry even more. He can't keep that promise.

"You can't promise me that," I said, my voice cracking. We saw Dr. Chow waling back to us. Oliver dragged me to him.

"Yes, I can," Oliver said on our trip to the doctor.

"Excuse, me Dr. Chow. I'm Lilly, and this is Oliver. I'm Sophie's sister, and I was wondering if I could talk to you," I said politely. The tall male doctor stopped, and turned to face me.

"How may I help you?" He said like the people in McDonalds. I couldn't help but to giggle. Oliver stepped forward.

"I'm just wondering, if I would be able to donate blood to Sophie," I heard Oliver say. The second it came out of his mouth. I clamped my hand over his mouth. He wasn't going to risk…whatever, you risk donating bloods, just for my sister.

"Don't listen to him. He doesn't know what he's saying most of the time," I said, and Oliver pulled my hands off of his mouth. Dr. Chow looked interested in our conversation.

"Sure you can, Oliver was it," Dr. Chow said. Oliver nodded. GAH! He wasn't allowed to do this. I wouldn't let him.

"Yea, so would I be able to," Oliver said. What was wrong with Oliver? I knew he was just 'trying' to help, but last time he did that he got hurt. He tried to help me, and ended up getting a bruised jaw.

"I would have to check your blood, and then get parent's consent. Heather, Sophie's mother, would also need to give you the okay. I think this little lady would like to talk to you about this, too," Dr. Chow said. The 'little lady' was me. I wasn't letting Oliver do this. I was independent, and I didn't need help.

"Okay, so if all of that works out, then I can," Oliver said. I wanted to slap his head, so bad. I refrained from doing so because I would look stupid, and in public.

"Yes, I need to talk to Heather, now. About your decision," Dr. Chow said, and walked us over to my mom. He explained everything to my mom. I pulled Oliver aside when they were doing this.

"Do you remember anything about 'Lillytania'? I like my independence, and I don't need help," I said, and stormed away from Oliver. I sat in one of the chairs, in the corner. Why had I blown up at him? He stayed away from me. I brought my knees up to my chest, and rested my head. I definitely didn't need my independence. I NEEDED Oliver; he kept me sane; he kept me alive.

"Lilly, look up, honey," My mom said, soothingly. I brought my head up, and my mom was sitting ion the chair next to me.

"Would you mind if Oliver donated? Dr. Chow informed me that you were having issues with it before. Would you care? It would help Sophie, and his parents gave him permission. He wants to, and everyone else does, but he wants your answer," My mom told me. I looked around the waiting room. Oliver was talking to Dr. Chow. Rose was sitting in another chair, sipping her coffee, and reading a magazine.

"No, I guess not," I mumbled. My mom smiled, and kissed my forehead. She walked over and told Dr. Chow. He took Oliver's arm, and started leading him down a hallway.

"OLIVER! Wait!" I yelled. Dr. Chow and Oliver stopped. Oliver turned around. I started running towards him. I ran up to him, and threw my arms around his neck.

"Lilly I have to go," Oliver said. I nodded, and nuzzled my head in his chest.

"I know…Oliver, I'll be waiting for you to come back. Thank you," I whispered in his ear. Then, I released him, and watched him go down the hall. My mom came over and placed her hand on my shoulder. I looked up at her.

"Lilly, come on," My mom said, and turned me around. She walked me into the waiting room, and into a chair.

"What actually happened to Sophie, anyway?" I asked. I knew that I would have a breakdown during this story, but I had my mom to comfort me. Pretty soon, Oliver would be back.

"Well…she was coming home from the movies with her friends. Ms. White was driving all four girls home. It was Ms. White, Sophie, Hannah, and Jackie in the car. They got hit head on by an oncoming car. Ms. White was in critical condition, but just come out of her coma. Her one daughter, Hannah, had just slipped into a coma. Jackie, came out with many scrapes and bruises; she also broke her wrist," My mom said. I had a feeling that was just the beginning.

"Is that it?" I asked, after a while. My mom shook her head. More story, the beginning wasn't that depressing.

"Sophie, being the oldest, sat in the passenger seat. She had gotten several cuts from the windshield, and that's how she lost most of her blood. She has been slipping in and out of a coma for the past two hours. Dr. Chow said that's happening because her lose of blood, and now there isn't enough in her body," My mom concluded. I could tell that was the end. I slowly nodded my head. I saw Oliver coming back down the hall. I smiled. He walked over to me, and noticed the lack of chairs. I stood up, and let him sit down. Then, I sat on his lap.

"How's Sophie doing?" I asked him. I knew that he wouldn't have the answer to that, but still. He could.

"Hopefully, getting better," Oliver said, and I smiled. Oliver was really sweet. I put my head in the crook of his neck. My mom just smiled at us. Dr. Chow came down the hall. My mom stood up, when he arrived.

"The transfusion was successful, Sophie should be home in a matter of days," Dr. Chow said. My mom hugged him, and then he left. I turned my body, and faced Oliver.

"Thank you, for everything," I whispered, and kissed Oliver. My life was getting better. Kyle hadn't bothered me in two days, Oliver was super sweet, and Sophie was going to be okay.

Okay, so I am using your suggestions from the last update in the next chapter. I've had this one typed for a while, I just needed to know what to do after this chapter. So, review...and I promise to update very quickly; even with mid-terms and everything.

Okay, so I will hopefully have an update on Friday or Saturday. I know thats like forever away, but I have homework, friends, and a boyfriend. Thatnks for all of the wonderful ideas for the next chapter!!!!!