I weakly lift my head up from my knees and look up into my Saviors eyes.
"Alice? Oh my god, are you ok?"
I don't answer due to the fact that my lips feel like they're frozen shut.
He gently grabs my hand as if it were a piece of glass that could shatter any moment.
The cold snow continues to pound the ground.
"Your ice cold, how long have you been out here?"
I barely shrug my shoulders due to the weakness from the cold.
Before I could say a word he wraps his arms around me bridle style and picks me up.
God he's warm.
I burry my face in his chest and breath in the warm air surrounding him.
But as soon as it started it was over.
He placed me in his car and buckled me in and grabs a blanket from the back seat and covers me up.
"It'll be ok." He whispers.
The last thing I heard before my word went black.
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I wake up to the sound of beeping machines and coughing sounds.
"Where am I?" My voice croaks out due to not speaking but I had a feeling where I was.
A head pops up from its resting place at the end of my bed.
"Alice?" Two familiar bloodshot brown eyes meet mine and he hops up from his resting place.
"Yeah."
"Oh my god, don't ever do that again! You scared me to death." His worried expression subsides.
"What happened?"
As soon as I ask a nurse comes running in.
"Are you ok?" She asks with a worried expression.
"Yeah. I feel a little tired."
"Can you move your arms and legs?"
I wiggle my hands and toes in response.
"Do you think you can stand?"
I nod and begin to pull my layers upon layers of blankets off. As soon as my feet hit the ground, joshes hand grabs mine.
My memory starts flooding back in.
I take one step. Then two. Then three.
I look over to the nurse and she smiles.
"Your doing good for a person who had a case of mild hypothermia. Usually you loose a limb."
I wince in response.
"We'll do a little paper work and have you right out!"
She walks out of the room and closes the door leaving a crack.
I stood there with joshes hand still in mine trying to think of something to say.
"Than-" I begin to speak.
He lets go of my hand and wraps his arms around me.
"I was so scared." He whispers in my ear.
In the moment I lift my arms up and wrap them around his torso.
His arms tighten around me.
"I'm so sorry." I tighten my grip.
A click comes from the front of the front of the room and we quickly let go as the nurse walks in with the release form.
"Here ya go!" She hands me a packet of papers.
I skim the papers and sign my name in the six allotted spots.
"Thank you." I hand her the papers.
"You are free to go!"
Josh agrees to wait outside the door as I change.
I slip on my jeans and sweater. I pick up my jacket and coat and begin to put them both on.
I see something shinny roll on the floor out of the corner of my eye.
A Penny?
I pick it up and shove it into my pocket.
I put on my coat and walk out the door.
Just like he promised, I found Josh leaned against the wall with one hand in his sweatshirt pocket.
"You ready to go?" I ask.
"Yup."
I walk staring down to the ground like usual.
As we make our way to his car I feel his hand slide into mine and I look up to his face.
Unlike usual I can't read his face. His expression is unreadable.
I look back down to the ground as we walk out the big double doors and out on the concrete of the parking lot.
He opens the passenger side door and ushers me in.
"Thank you." I glare up at him, forcing my eyes to lock in place.
As soon as he gets in the car I begin to worry about my mom.
"Where was my mom?" I ask glaring out the window.
"The snow was to deep for her to get through, so I told her I would stay with you." He looks over at me as I watch the snow melt into puddles as the sun burns into it.
"She's probably at work now." I mumble.
"Would you still like to go out with me today?"
"I mean, you don't have to if you don't feel up to it." He corrects.
I turn my head to see him grinning suspiciously.
"It depends on what your planning." I smile back.
"It's a surprise."
"Come ooooonnnnnnn?!" I beg.
"Nope."
"At least a hint?"
"Nope. We'll have to stop by your hotel to let you change though. You might want something a little warmer."
"Ughhhhh! Just tell me, please?"
"No."
We play argue for at least 20 minutes to the hotel.
I open the door and begin to walk up to the door.
"More than an hour and I'll come looking for you!" He yells from the window.
I turn around and stick my tongue out.
He returns the favor.
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I get out of the shower and dry off wrapping my towel in my hair and using the other one to dry the mirror. I look at myself.
I never was happy with the way I looked.
I grab the bag of makeup and start putting it on according to Lilly's instructions she wrote down.
1. Apply concealer.
I Pat concealer under my eyes and look into the mirror.
The dark circles are gone.
2. Apply foundation.
I grab the sponge and dab the almost white foundation on the tip of it. I start patting it on.
3. Apply powder.
I pick up the fluffiest makeup brush I have and dip it into the powder. I start at my nose before I realize that is a bad idea.
I blow my nose in a piece of toilet paper and I still feel powder tickling the inside of my nose.
I cover the rest of my face and try to ignore the feeling that I'm going to sneeze.
4. Brush out eyebrows. (P.s. don't skip! You don't want crazy eyebrow hairs!)
I pick up what I guessed was the eyebrow brush and brushed my eyebrows until they were flat to my head.
5. Apply a thin line of eyeliner to top lid only (don't go to crazy, your a beginer.)
I press the marker-like pen to my eye lid.
Wow, not as hard as it seems.
Feeling in the spirit I draw a small wing on the corner of my eye.
6. Apply mascara. (NOT TO MUCH! REMEMBER WHAT I TOLD YOU!)
I know, spider legs.
I find the small black tube in the sea of makeup and begin brushing it onto the eye lashes.
7. Grab gold tube, apply to lips. (P.s don't let the color scare you :) )
I pick up the thin gold tube and pop the lid off.
No.
I stare down at the red glossy substance as if it were poison.
I guess I can always try it.
I rub the smooth soft stuff on my lips making sure not to go out of the lines.
I close the lid and step back from the mirror.
I pull my hair out if the towel and brush it out.
My wavey blonde hair drapes down my shoulders, my eyes look more alive than I ever thought they could, and my lips look more plump.
I grin at myself and walk out of the bathroom.
I make my way to my bed and grab my suit case.
I shake all of the contents out and start digging through the mountain of clothes.
Fluffy sweater. Check.
Leggings. Check.
Scarf. Check.
Gloves. Check.
Coat. Check.
Combat boots. Check.
As I grab my bag as the silence of the room was interrupted by a knock on the door.
I walk over to the door and look through the peep hole.
What?