Skipping to Monday, party day. Oh, Oliver's mom doesn't do the "man voice" thing either…More like Lilly's mom.Thanks for all the great reviews!!

I had gotten a call from my parents. There's some freak blizzard and they can't come home until Friday. I haven't talked to Oliver since we babysat. He called me once or twice but I didn't answer.

I decided to walk to the store to get some last minute party stuff. I wasn't exactly in the party mood but I couldn't just cancel it. I don't know if the Okens are coming anymore.

While I was thinking about that, I passed their house. I stopped and looked up at it. I saw Oliver's curtains move and I stared at them. I saw half of Oliver's head peeking through. I bit my lip and looked ahead of me, starting to walk again.

As I passed his neighbor's house I heard the Okens' door slam. I spun around and saw Oliver. He was sprinting towards me. I couldn't move.

"Lilly!" he shouted. I was still staring at him. Suddenly, without knowing what I was doing, I ran. I ran faster and faster towards the store. I heard his footsteps struggling to catch up behind me.

I burst through the doors, causing people to stare. I slowed to a walk and tried to get lost in the crowd. I stopped at the magazines, flipping through them mindlessly.

After a few minutes, I decided I had lost him. I went to go buy starbursts, my all time comfort candy. I grabbed about 6 packs and went to get a basket. I tossed them in and headed towards the Christmas stuff.

I got some holiday cookies, a few rolls of silvery tinsel, and some green and red temporary hair dye. As I walked by the mistletoe, I stopped. I sighed and stared at it, not sure if I should buy some.

Someone grabbed me by the waist from behind gently. I jumped and turned. It was Oliver. He removed his hands and grabbed a piece of mistletoe, playing with it in his hands. He suddenly stopped and looked up at me.

He put the mistletoe over our heads and kissed me. It was soft at first. My knees got weak so I grabbed onto his shoulders. He took this as a green light and deepened the kiss.

I found my head and pushed him away a little. "Oliver, we're in the middle of a store." I whispered. "Oh, right. Sorry." He said, looking embarrassed. I grabbed a few pieces of mistletoe and put it in my basket, heading towards the cashier.

Oliver followed and kept up next to me when I started to walk home. "Look Ollie," I started. He was smiling. "Oliver," I tried again. He put his arm around my shoulders, his smile gone.

"Lilly I'm really sorry about everything. Oh, and about Becca. Yeah, she asked me out but I didn't say yes. I would never have said yes, Lils. You know why?" he stopped walking, coming in front of me and holding my face in his hands. "Lils, I love you more than anything. I've been in hell for these past few days. I never had the chance to tell you, and I just didn't know how." He stroked my face.

"Ollie," I said, dropping the bag and wrapping my arms around him. He held me tight, burying his head in my hair. "I love you too." I whispered. He smiled and squeezed me once more, then let me go.

I picked up the bag again and grabbed his hand, walking towards home again. He let go of my hand and pulled me close around my waist. I smiled, nuzzling close to him as we walked. He decided to come home with me and help me set up.

I set the bag on the kitchen table and looked around. My eyes stopped on Oliver. He was looking at me. I smiled at him. He smiled back and walked towards me. I thought he was going to kiss me but he went to the bag instead.

He dumped out the contents and sifted through them. He chuckled at the many packs of starburst. I hit him lightly on the arm. He dramatically winced in pain, clutching his arm. I giggled. He grinned when I laughed.

I grabbed the cookies and got out one of my mom's many Christmas plates. I set them on the plate and turned to Oliver. He walked up next to me and leaned towards me. I closed me eyes and leaned forward a little.

When he didn't kiss me, I opened my eyes. I saw Oliver eating one of the cookies, looking smug. I glared at him and went towards the bag, grabbing the mistletoe and some ribbon. He watched me as I was putting one above my head, at the entrance to the kitchen.

He came over to me when I finished. He glanced up and the mistletoe and smiled, leaning towards me. I decided to play my own little trick. I dodged him, going to put some mistletoe near the front door.

I watched as Oliver almost fell, just realizing I wasn't there. I smiled and pretended I didn't notice. I tried to tie the ribbon but I was slightly too short.

Oliver walked over and lifted me from my waist. I gasped and lost my balance for a bit. He steadied me and nodded for me to tie the ribbon. I finished and he lowered me down slowly.

My breath caught in my throat when I noticed how intently he was staring at me. We both leaned in but there was a few knocks at the door. I shooed Oliver away to go put up more decorations.

I opened the door to see Mrs. Oken. "Oh, hey Mrs. Oken." I said. She smiled warmly. "Hi Lilly. Is Oliver here? He ran out the door earlier and I haven't seen him since."

I laughed. "Yeah, he's in the kitchen I think." I said, letting her in. She walked inside and into the kitchen. "There you are Oliver! Next time you decide to run off to Lilly's, say something." She said in her attempt of a motherly tone.

I fought the urge to giggle when Oliver glanced at me in a knowing way. "Sorry mom. I'll call next time." He said sincerely, or as sincerely as he could.

I grabbed some tinsel and tape and went over to the windows. I stood on a chair, reaching easily to the top of the window. I taped it around the top edges of the windows.

I heard a door open and shut. I shrugged, figuring it was Oliver getting a soda or something. I heard it open and shut again, hearing Oliver's voice echo through the dining room. He was talking to his mom about something.

I reached over to get the very corner and my shirt lifted slightly. I didn't mind all that much. I mean, they weren't watching.

Suddenly there was something very, very cold on my hip, right where my shirt wasn't. I shrieked and lost my balance on the chair. I fell backwards but something strong was under me. Oliver was holding me bridal-style.

He set me down gently, trying terribly not to laugh. I hit him hard on his arm. He recoiled and stared at me. I covered the spot he had obviously put snow on. I glared at him. He immediately looked sorry.

"Donut." I said, lightening my voice before going to put the chair back. He sighed behind me. "Lils, I didn't mean to piss you off or anything." He said. "I know Oliver. Don't worry about it." I said, setting the cookies on the table.

"Where's your mom?" I asked. "She left." He answered. "Oh." I said. Silence. "Could you set the crackers out?" I asked a few minutes later. He went over and grabbed a few boxes out of the pantry.

He poured some of each into a bowl then put them away. When he passed me I grabbed his arm. He turned towards me, looking like a puppy about to be hit. I leaned in and kissed him. He responded almost immediately, turning and pulling me close.

We stayed like that for a while, until the first doorbell sounded. It was only about 5 minutes. I wasn't exactly ready but whatever.

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