A/N: Well I know what you are probably thinking. I am guessing you are thinking "finally!" Sorry I haven't updated for awhile. If you read my small authors note before you would know why. Another reason why I haven't updated in awhile is because last month I got the 'okay' to start walking again. It was like the first time I walked after my little accident. It took awhile to get going again but as soon as I regained my balance I was going on walks nonstop. I then got back into track and became busy. And during my free time all I wanted to do was go on walks. I want to get back into writing but it will be awhile until another chapter is posted. Anyways, enjoy!

I heard my name being called over and over out in the distance. It was a deep male voice calling me. I tried to respond but I couldn't, all I could see was darkness. It was like one out of five of my senses were working. I couldn't see, smell, taste, or feel a thing, but my hearing sense was still working perfectly. "Lilly, Lilly!" the voice called again. I could hear it but I could not respond to it. I wanted to tell the person, whoever it was, that I was here, I was okay, but I just couldn't.

"Lilly!" I heard my name again, but this time much louder. I heard footsteps quickly crunch the snow like someone was running towards me. "Lilly?" this time my name came out like a question. "Oh my gosh, are you okay?" I guess two out of my five senses were working because I felt the person brush my clothes as if they were trying to get rid of something that was covering my body. I then felt strong gloved hands on my face. "Lilly, it's me, Oliver." Oliver! I wanted to shout. I wanted to jump in his arms and have him hold me safely whispering comforting words to me, but I couldn't move.

"Lilly wake up!" He sounded desperate as if he were trying to convince an unbelieving friend he saw a ghost. I tried to open my closed eyes but I couldn't. It was like someone had glued my eyes shut with super glue. "Oh no" I heard him whisper. It went silent for a moment. I thought that the whole thing was just my imagination but I then felt him touch my bare hand. His graze on mine felt like I had touched a hot stove. Oliver moved his hand to my wrist. He pushed down on it as if he were looking for a pulse.

I heard the zip of a jacket then something warm being placed over top of me. There was more crunching of snow as Oliver shouted "Help, help!" his voice echoing.

I sat there, I felt alone again. What was wrong with me? Why couldn't I open my eyes? I felt hopeless. Having no other choice, I continued to lie there, waiting for something to happen.

It seemed like hours before I heard voices again. This time, though, I felt different. I felt much warmer and safer than I had before.

"Is she going to be okay?" A female voice asked. I recognised the voice right away. It was Miley.

"She should be fine once she wakes up." I think the southern accent was coming from Savannah.

"Should we take her to the hospital?" the deep southern voice was the voice of Mr. Stewart. I felt a hand grip mine tightly. The soft, strong hand was so familiar. I knew it had to be the hand of Oliver because it gave me that warm feeling inside that I always felt when his hand touched mine.

"If she doesn't awake in the next hour or so, I think that would be a good idea" John said. "But, I think she's going to be just fine." I could feel all eyes staring at me, waiting for me to do something, anything. I wanted to squeeze the hand which was gripping mine but it was like something was preventing me from moving all the muscles in my body.

"I'll stay here with Lilly" Oliver announced, tightening the grip on my hand. "I'm not going to leave your side," he whispered under her breath. I don't think the last part was intended for anyone to hear but me, even though he thought I couldn't hear him. I wanted to so badly smile to show how much I appreciated Oliver's kindness but I couldn't.

"I will stay too." It was Maddie. I wanted to scream no, I wanted to tell her she was the last person I wanted around me at this time.

It was if Miley had read my mind.

"I think," Miley said, "we should leave Oliver alone with Lilly. Besides, Oliver will take great care of her." I couldn't see it, but I knew Miley probably gave Oliver a wink, Oliver smiling back at her.

"Alright" a voice said. The voice had no emotion in it what so ever, I could not tell who it was coming from.

I heard a door creak open and then fainting footsteps. Oliver and I were once again alone. I had no idea where I was, but I was almost positive I was back at the family's house in mine and Miley's given room. I never felt myself being carried, though, out of the trees and into this warm bed, but at the moment I didn't care.

Oliver's thumb continuously brushed against the top of my hand. Oliver whispered my name under his breath. "You don't know how scared I was" he whispered to me. Oliver's fingers grazed mine one by one. "Miley, you and I were talking this morning then all of a sudden you disappeared. I thought you may have just gone out for a walk to get some fresh air but then Miley came to me asking where you were hours later." Oliver took his hand away from mine. "I was worried" he whispered so quietly I could barely hear him. I thought Oliver was going to stop there but then I felt him sit down on the bed and brush my bangs out of my face. "Miley and I went out looking for you and it started to snow. I was so scared. We couldn't find you. I kept calling out your name but I never got a response. It was like being in a horror movie when the horror music comes on and you just know something bad is about to happen." He sighed.

I felt guilty for worrying Oliver like that. I hadn't meant too. I just wanted to try skating on my own. I probably should have told someone where I was going but I was being stubborn.

Oliver hand found mine again and he interlaced our fingers. "Miley and I split up. I was walking around for a while before I found a trail of fresh footprints. I could tell right away they were the footprints of your boots because I remember you forcing me to look at the cool pattern at the bottom." Oliver gave a slight laugh. "I walked to the ice and I saw a body lying there under a fresh blanket of snow. I don't remember what my first thoughts were but I knew it had to be you lying there. As I walked closer, I recognised the person as you, with your blond hair still shining under the thin layer of snow. That's when my adrenalin kicked in and I ran towards you as fast as my legs would go. I brushed the thin layer of snow that had fallen on you. Your face was so pale and you looked so cold. The last thing I wanted to do was leave you but I had to get help so I took off back to the house." The room fell silent as if Oliver were waiting for a response.

It stayed silent for a little while before I heard the door creak open and footsteps come closer towards us. "Oliver," It was Miley, "everything alright?" When Oliver never responded I was sure he nodded. Maybe not a convincing nod, but still a nod. "Do you want something to eat? Savannah is making dinner."

"No, I'm fine." He responded quietly, tightening the grip on my hand. "Thank you" Oliver said gently, after a moment of silence.

"For what?" Miley asked. I felt her sit down on the bed next to Oliver, the bed shifting down. "Giving me and Lilly privacy and more importantly, keeping Maddie out of the room," Oliver sighed. "I didn't exactly want to be around her at the moment."

"I'm sorry; I forgot to tell you about her being here. I didn't realize she would cause trouble for you and Lilly."

"Don't be sorry" Oliver said. "It's not your fault at all. I am actually glad she was here because she made me realize something really important." I could tell there was a small smile creeping its way onto Oliver's face.

"And what would that be?" From the tone of Miley's voice, I had a hint she already knew what that 'something' was.

"I am actually going to keep it to myself but I will tell you sometime soon, really soon hopefully. You understand right?"

"Of course I do."

"Good." There was more silence. A comfortable silence. I kept wondering what it was that Oliver had realized and why he wouldn't tell Miley.

"So are you staying in here?"

"Yeah, Lilly will awake soon. She is a strong girl, I know she will." I felt myself smile. I didn't know if it shown on my face, but inside, my whole body was smiling.

"I know she will too." And with that, the door closed.

"Lilly I don't know if you can hear me or if you've been able to hear anything I have said the past little while, but if you can hear me please listen to me, you have to wake up. Please Lilly." Oliver pleaded. "Lilly. I-I-" he stuttered. My heart gave a little flop and I squeezed Oliver's hand with everything I had. I felt my mind racing as I continued to squeeze the hand squeezing mind. And in one swift motion, my eyes fluttered open.

A/N: I wasn't going to end this chapter here, I was really going to continue, but I decided to separate it into two chapters.

There are not that many chapters left.

I will try updating as soon as possible but I don't know how long it will take me.

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