a/n-hey guys, im back, and i had the best time! here's the next chapter, sorry 4 such a long wait!

Chapter 11: Lucky

I woke up to a doctor with a clipboard standing at the edge of the bed. Oliver was next to me in the bed, sleeping, but we were still holding hands.

"Oh good, you're awake." said the doctor. "I'll be right back." She came back into the room a minute later, my parents following her.

"Oh, Lilly!" My mom hugged me. "I'm so sorry I wasn't here! My cell phone ran out of battery!"

"I'm sorry too, Lilly. I got here as fast as I could." My dad hugged me once my mom had finished.

"You know you're very lucky to have a friend like this boy." the doctor said, motioning to Oliver. "He was by your side the entire night and wouldn't rest until he knew you would be Ok."

"I know…" I said. I was extremely lucky. The luckiest in the world.

"Miley's in the waiting room, do you want us to leave so you can talk to her, and we'll discuss everything when you're more awake?"

I nodded, and they kissed me and left with the doctor. Miley ran in just seconds after they left. "Lilly!" she screamed, waking Oliver up. She ran over and hugged me with all her might. "Jeez, I'm only on my first day of grounding and you end up in the hospital? What did I miss?"

I laughed and turned to Oliver. He was the only one who knew about my 'problem'. "Hey," I smiled at him.

"Hey," he smiled right back. Miley eyed us curiously.

"Miley, I have something serious to tell you."

"What is it?" she sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Umm…" I looked at Oliver, biting my lip. He nodded, motioning for me to tell her. "I…This is harder to say than I thought."

"Come on, Lilly, I'm dying over here!" Miley said, and Oliver squeezed my hand for encouragement.

"Miley…I…I couldn't breathe and passed out 'cause…because I have an…eating disorder."

Miley's jaw dropped. "Lilly! Why?"

I gulped. "Because it felt like everyone around me was thin and beautiful…and I felt like an ugly whale."

"Oh, Lilly!" Miley hugged me again. "Lilly, you're beautiful and skinny. I told you not to pay attention to Amber and Ashley! How long have you not been eating?"

"Since Friday at lunch."

"Lilly, you are so beautiful, no matter what Amber and Ashley say. And Johnny told me that they think Oliver's hott now, so they just tease you 'cause you two always hang out. But they don't mean it at all." Normally Oliver would be ecstatic if Amber and Ashley said he was hott, but right now he wasn't fazed by it.

"Sorry that I'm so stupid."

"It happens to the best of us, Lilly." She hugged me once more. "Do you want to tell your parents or should I?"

"Um…Tell them to come in here in 2 minutes…I need to talk to Oliver."

"Make it 5." Oliver said.

"Done. Have fun!" Miley sang and closed the door behind her.

"Oliver…" I started, about to cry again.

He pulled me in for a hug. "Lilly, it's Ok. Everything's gonna be fine, Ok?"

"Oliver, I owe you my life." I said to him, realizing that what I was doing was dangerous. I knew the whole time it was dangerous, but I didn't care.

"No, Lilly," he hugged me. "You just need to get better, and that's enough for me."

We lay back down. We were both really tired because we were up all night hugging and crying, and that hospital bed is not comfortable.

I took a deep breath and scooted closer to him, so that my head was on his shoulder.

"Lil, you scared me so much." he said, putting his arm around me.

"I know…I'm sorry." I sniffed. "But thank you so much for just being there for me."

He sighed. "Anything for my best friend." He got up from the bed, but I wouldn't let go of his hand.

"Where are you going?"

"Your parents are probably dying to talk to you. I should go."

"But I want you to stay!" I held his hand tighter. I didn't want to tell my parents. I wanted to stay with Oliver and not let go.

He sat on the bed and gave me a hug. "I'll talk to you later, Ok?"

"Promise?"

"Promise." he said and I let him go. "And Lil?" he asked, halfway out the door.

"Yeah?"

"I don't know where you got the idea that you were anything less than beautiful, 'cause to me…well…you're perfect." He smiled and left the room.

Ah! He just called me perfect! But he said no one's perfect…But he said I was! Ah! I really like him, and he's the best friend anyone could ever ask for. I don't know what I'd do without him. If I continue not to eat, Oliver would just hurt more. And I would never want that. So I guess…I guess I'll try to get better. No more not eating. Oh crap, now I have to tell my parents.

"Hey, Lilly." my mom said, coming up to me. "You wanna tell us what happened?"

I sighed. "Not really…but I guess I have to." So I started at the beginning, Friday during lunch. I told them everything, except for the dancing with Oliver, 'cause they already thought I liked him and I didn't need anymore teasing. They hugged me, and my mom cried. But they said they're gonna get me a therapist. Great. Whoever heard of a therapist for self-consciousness? Alright so it's not that uncommon. But whatever.

They said I could leave the hospital that night, so I only had a couple more hours to kill. And I knew just what to do during those hours. I was so hungry.

"What do you want to eat?" my dad asked.

"Hmm…how 'bout a turkey sub and an orange smoothie?"

"Alright, I'll go out and buy those." he said, but Miley and Oliver came into the room just as he was about to go out.

"No need to, Mr. Truscott." Miley said with a turkey sub in her hand. Oliver was holding an orange smoothie.

"You guys are the best!" I said, and they sat on the bed with me as my parents walked out of the room. Oh, the food was delicious! I can't believe I missed out on this.

"We know." they said in unison.

"Ok, so now that everything's gonna be Ok…I have a question." Miley stated.

"Ok…shoot."