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A/N: Hello there! Thank you everyone for all of your reviews! They are fantabulowso. Haha. Here's chapter four up for you. It might or might not end the cliffy. Hmmm let's read and see.

Why Did Destiny Choose This?

Chapter 4

Because by now, my feeling should be gone

Have you ever gotten that feeling; the feeling that you knew something drastic was about to take place. Have you ever felt that something was about to change your life forever? Well that was how I was feeling right now. I felt my whole body tense as his head turned from side to side, looking for something or perhaps someone. I was afraid that, that someone just might be me. That he'd walk over, and wonder why I was crying. Then no matter how hard I would try and lie to him I wouldn't be able to. I can't lie to him. It's my weakness. Lying to him is the hardest thing I could ever possibly do. That and trying to not feel anything for him. Those were the two hardest things to do. He stepped further away from the door, and took his grip off the handle, which caused the door to fall back, and make the sounds from the hall fade. My whole body felt cold, and clammy. I felt like ice in a freezer. No, I was colder than that. I felt like I was in Antarctica, sitting in the very center of the ice island. The center was the furthest place from heat possible. That's exactly how cold I was. It felt as my blood would freeze in my veins, and I would just sit there motionless, until somehow I would be warmed again. He turned in my direction. He smiled at me, but his smile suddenly turned to a worried frown. I felt my heart stop. The feeling drained from my body. I felt numb. I can't let him see me like this. I can't let him see me crying. It would make his happy day ruined, just because of my selfishness. Just because of how I feel towards him. He would have to suffer too, just because of my petty emotions. I reached over, and grabbed a tissue, desperately trying to get myself into a decent appearance. I felt the sandpaper like cloth brush over my skin. I winced at the pain, but continued to try and make myself look better. He walked in a somewhat quick pace, causing me to have to rush. It was no use. I still looked horrible. Lily got up and tried to stop him.

"No Oliver, she really doesn't want to talk to anybody right now." She stood in front of him. She was the only barrier between him and me. I turned my head away so that he couldn't see directly into my eyes, and sense what I was feeling. I couldn't let that happen, no matter what. I saw him shake this head in the corner of my eye.

"What happened? Did someone hurt her? Is she okay?" I heard him say. The sound of his voice jump started my mind, and relieving warmth washed over me, and yet I was still frozen. I couldn't move. I didn't want to move. His words echoed through my mind.

"What happened?" I was crying over someone…

"Did someone hurt her?" More than you'll ever know…

"Is she okay?" I never will be…Never in a million years will I be defined as "Okay." I'm hurt so badly that I feel paralyzed. I fell as though I can never see you again, just because this insane pain will never fade. Lily shook here head.

"I don't know Oliver; just give her some time alone to think. Okay?" He tried to get past her, but found it nearly impossible.

"Please Lily; I just want to talk to her. Really. At least tell me what's going on. She's my best friend too Lily. I deserve to know what's going on with her." I saw his eyes. They showed a heavy pleading and begging. I couldn't take it. I couldn't take the overwhelming emotions and feelings. It felt as though I was on a constant roller coaster that never stopped, no matter how much I wanted to get off, I couldn't manage to bring myself to do it. I felt dizzy and unable to sustain myself. My head swirled and I just needed to lie down. I leaned back against the chair, and still faced away from him. I closed my eyes tightly. Tears fell. Just imagining having to face him made me feel even worse. My stomach felt all tangled, and nothing felt right. I wanted to get away from everything so badly, but I knew it wouldn't be possible. If only I could disappear. No Oliver, please. Just go away. Please. I thought.

"No Oliver. Please. Just go away." Lily said as though she was reading my mind.

"I can't do that Lily! She needs me Lily." Oliver demanded. I brought my hand up to my face. I felt more and more tears pour from my eyes. He was doing exactly what I didn't want him to do. I wanted him to leave me alone so that the both of us could be happier. The only thing I did was bring him down from having a life. I only made him worse. I did nothing good for him.

"No Oliver! She wants to be alone. If you were really her friend, you'd respect her wishes. You wouldn't barge in if she didn't want to talk to anybody." I heard footsteps of possibly him backing away. I turned my head down and opened my eyes to see if he was still there. To my dismal, I saw the reflection of his face, and the top of his shoes standing not so far off from where I was. I brought my legs up to my chest, and held them. I pulled down the dress so that it covered my legs. I sniffed.

"Miley I want to hear it from you. I want to hear that you don't need me right now. I can't see you like this. I'd do anything to make you feel better, and you know that Miles. So please just tell me how I can make you better, even if that means that you don't want to speak to me. Just please tell me." Can you tear out my heart? That'll make me feel better. I sighed. I lightly shook my head.

"I'm so s-s-sorry Oliver. C-Can you just p-please. P-please leave me alone? For a little while a-at least." I managed to choke out. I sniffed and a flood of tears came down my face. He got closer, and keeled down on one leg. I turned left to avoid his gaze.

"No O-Oliver. Stop it. Just give me a l-little time to think on my o-own." He took his hand, and placed it on my chin. Tears fell down to meet his fingertips, but he didn't care. He tried to move my head so that I faced him. Lily stood where she was, and was motionless. I shook my head to get his grip off, and faced right.

"Miley, can you look at me?" I lightly shook my head.

"Can we j-just please t-talk later?" I implored.

"Just tell me what's wrong." I shook my head, and sniffed. Tears gushed down my cheeks. I felt Oliver try to wipe them away with his hand, but I held his wrist before he was able to move anymore.

"No Oliver." I let go of him.

"Don't do this Miles. You know I'm trying to help you." He tried to move my face again. I didn't object, but avoided looking into his eyes.

"Look at me Miley." I shook my head.

"I can't." Why does he have to do this? The more he cares the worse it's gona get. The more he tries to get me to talk, the faster the roller coaster's gona go. The faster my head is going to spin.

"Why not Miley?" He lowered himself to try and meet my eyes. I turned my head again.

"'C-Cause I just can't." He put his hands on my face, and turned me so that I was looking directly into his eyes. I felt my heart shatter. I tried closing my eyes, but I couldn't move. His hands felt so warm against my frozen face. I put my right hand up against his, and held onto it. I slowly took his hand off me, even though I never wanted him to let go. He was only making things intensify. He only made my feelings for him harder to let go. I put my legs down, and placed his hand on my lap, not letting go. I did the same to the other. I let my fingers entwine into his. He simple looked confused, and tried to identify what I was crying about.

"I can't l-let you k-know what's going on Oliver." I never looked up into his eyes. It would be hard to speak if I did.

"Why? Can't you just tell me?" I shook my head.

"Because it would r-ruin e-everything Oliver." He tightened his grip on my hands.

"It wouldn't ruin anything Miles. I just need to know what's going on." I looked into his eyes. I felt the urge to lean closer to him, but I knew I couldn't. Why does he have to do this? If he cared, he would've gone away the first time I asked him to. I continued to cry, letting the fierce affections flow out.

"I can't t-tell you Oliver. Please understand t-that I can't t-tell you. It w-would make things so much worse if I d-did." I brushed my fingers over his hands, and at the same time I objected to doing this. He had a newly wedded wife, and I felt like this was just so wrong. I let go. He grabbed my hands again. Why does he have to keep on doing this? I tried to get his hands off, but no matter what I did, he wouldn't let go. He was stronger than me at the moment. My vulnerability and cheerless state was a disadvantage.

"But it would make you feel better. That's all that would matter to me Miles." I turned away. That face that he showed was unbearable to watch.

"You h-have your own wedding r-reception to go t-to Oliver. Why w-would you come out here and d-deal with m-me? You s-should be in there, having the time of your life with B-becca." I let my hands which he still held stay on my lap. I sniffled, and looked at his face, waiting for an answer.

"I'm married to her now Miles. I can be with her all the time now, but being with you and Lily is only going to happen once and a while from now on. I wanted this to be the day that we went crazy. I wanted it to be the night that we would remember forever. Like one day when I'm miles and miles from here, I could think back upon this day. It would remind me of the times we had Miley." I started heavily sobbing.

"I'm r-really sorry." I whispered, and ran off. Lily rushed after me. I went down the hall, past where the reception was. Down the hall, was a bathroom. I rushed into there and waited for Lily. She checked under the stalls to see if anyone was there. Once it was clear, she turned the lock to the main door. I slid down against the wall onto the black floor. I didn't care how disgusting it was. I just collapsed. I began to make ridiculous noises while the tears dropped freely from my eyes. Lily squatted down next to me, and held me.

"Miley don't cry. He didn't know." She patted my back at a desperate attempt to calm me down. He didn't know. That was exactly what caused everything. I covered my mouth with my hand to try and stop myself from crying out in agony. I heard someone knocking on the door. Lily let go of me for a moment.

"Out of order! There's a blockage in here that we have to fix! Find another!" She yelled out. That very moment, there was a click clacking of heels rushing to find another vacant restroom. Lily returned her attention to me.

"I'm so sorry I'm making you deal with this Lily." She shook her head.

"Miley, you didn't make me deal with this. I could've left a while ago. I chose to stay here Miley. I can't let you crumble just because of something like this." I sniffed deeply. Lily got up, and walked into one of the stalls. She came out with a bunch of toilet paper coiled around her hand.

"This should be better than any of that retarded harsh tissue." She handed to me. I took them with much gratitude. I wiped my eyes. I saw my reflection from a nearby mirror. My eyes were red and bloodshot. The skin circling my eyes was completely swollen and red. Black and shiny marks went down my face. I returned my gaze to Lily who had a protecting expression on her face. As if anyone got in hers, or my way, she'd be happy to yell at them in front of thousands of people.

"Why did I have to fall for him? Why did everything have to end up like this?" I asked while wiping away at my face. Lily brushed her fingers through my hair, trying to get out all the kinks and tangles.

"No one ever knows why anything happens. Only that whatever happens is for a reason." I put my head against the wall.

"I'm so stupid Lily. I'm so stupid for ever letting this happen to me. I'm just too--" Lily cut me off.

"You're not stupid Miley. Like I said before, you can't control how you feel about someone. It just happens." I sighed and closed my eyes.

"How do I make it go away?" I asked. I opened one eyes, which was hard to do considering it was swollen.

"Make what go away?" Lily cocked her head to one side.

"Make feelings go away." I opened both my eyes.

"Miles, if I knew the answer to that question, I'd be publishing a book about it." I let out a deep trembling sigh. She sat down next to me, and put her arm around my shoulder, letting me put my head on her shoulder.

"I don't want to have to deal with this Lily." I said. Lily nodded.

"No one should have to deal with it. You were just one of those people that got chosen to go through with it. Everything happens for a reason Miley. Maybe this happened because you just need to get away from Oliver." I shuddered at the thought of having to leave Oliver. At the thought of never being able to see him ever again. But I knew it was the only thing to do. It was the only thing that would make me forget about him. I had to get away.

A/N: Oh no! What's Miley going to do!? Read and review to find out :D Please?