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A/n: Hey guys! Thank you all for reviewing! It means the world to me that you do, and it makes my day that much better! As a reward, here's chapter fourteen! Please review again? P.s. I'm really sorry because I know I said it was Spring Break and that'd I try and update more, but I really haven't.

Why Did Destiny Choose This?

Chapter 14

Concentration will no longer slip,

There are many types of nervousness in the world. One kind in specific is when you're just flat out nervous because you're afraid of what people will say about you, and if they'll approve or disapprove of whatever you're thinking of doing with your life. It was where your heart pounded with every second until you heard the opinion that would ruin everything or help you to continue on your journey to the life you wanted. Within that time where you were waiting to get consent for your ideas , the thoughts of people saying things like 'you'll never make it…' or 'what kind of future do you want if you have a plan like that!?' would fill your head only to make your pulse quicken even more. After all, no one likes the thought of people disapproving of their hopes for the future, especially if the person who was criticizing you, was someone whom you cared about very much and looked up to; a family member perhaps. You'd think that if people prevented you from letting you go where you wanted to be, there'd be no where else to scurry off to, and that things would just burden you until you cracked. Then if people would actually let you do as you desired, you'd be confused as to where in the world you were going to start journeying out. This feeling explained me at this very moment.

I tilted my head against the wall and closed my eyes. I felt as if at any moment, the weight I felt on my shoulders would collapse and crush me. That my heart would explode any second due to the rapid pace it was beating at. I felt myself tremble in worry and panic. What if dad doesn't want me to leave? What if this a mistake? What if he thinks I'm leaving him alone? The constant echoing sounds of concern filled my head up to the point where I thought my skull would burst open, and flying out would be words and sounds of questioning; my questioning. As I tried to get a hold of myself, I only seemed to slip a little bit further from sanity. Get a hold of yourself Miley! You're over thinking things. Everything will be fine. Just relax. I tried to convince myself to calm down. Everything I thought to myself in order to calm down, seemed to drift from my mind. It was as if there was nothing that could possibly calm me down from my constant panic. My head started throbbing in confusion and fear. It wasn't the kind of fear where you were scared about something like a spider, but it was the kind of fear where you were scared of being rejected.

Rejection wasn't really a big thing to me, because of all the years being Hannah and all. I was used to getting rejected every one and a while, but this was a different situation. Moving, was a really big decision that I thought just might be necessary. It was the kind of thing where I really didn't want to get turned down especially because it would determine my future; where I would end up. I let out a shaken sigh. I felt the bed shaking slightly as a sign that Lily has shifted her position from facing the TV to facing me.

"I think I'm having second thoughts about this." I whispered ever so softly.

"It'd be weird if you didn't have second thoughts about something like this. Just make sure you think things through. I don't want to see you making a mistake you'll regret Miley." She said in a motherly tone. I pursed my lips together. I was trying not to think about this. Thinking about it only made me more confused.

"I guess you're right. But the thing is, I have too many questions that I don't have answers to, and thinking about it only makes me more confused than I already am." I opened my eyes to see that the sun was drifting to the right side of the window. The once glowing eastern horizon was now dimming into dark blues and purple. The waves of the ocean blended perfectly well into the evening sky that seemed to be miles away to the east. The only way you could possibly distinguish where the ocean started and where the sky was, was by the white foams that the waves created almost making an outline. The sky that was in the middle of the sun and dimming horizon was a mix of greens, turquoise, teal and somewhere above, was a yellow. When the windows ended to meet the high ceilings I knew that everything else to the top right was still lit with the light of the sun. I looked back into the room to see that Lily had the corner of her mouth tilted to the side.

"Then try not to think about it. Get your mind off it until the time comes for you to talk about it. Okay?" Lily asked. She was now leaning on her stomach with her chin propped up on her hands. I sighed, and nodded lightly. Why does this one decision have to be so hard to face? It's not like I haven't made big decisions before. Maybe it was because this was the first time I was making a decision that would further my independence.

"I get the feeling, that I'm making a mistake if I do this." I whispered even though I had previously said that I would try and get my mind off the situation. I found it hard not to think about it. For some reason no matter what I thought about, it would somehow always lead to thinking about moving.

"How would it be a mistake?" Lily asked while tilting her head to the side. I thought for a second to find the exact words to describe how I felt.

"It would be a mistake because it could change things for the worse. My dad might take it the wrong way and he'd think that I wanted to get away from him, when I don't. He might think that I don't want to be around him anymore. He might that that being 'independent' meant that the only reason I wanted to move was because I thought I was getting to old to be living with my father." I said not quite finished, but Lily thought I was.

"Miley, he won't think that after we explain why you're moving. I mean really. He'd understand that you're just ready to grow up." She put in. I only wish it were that simple.

"There's more to it than that Lily. My dad is only one part of this whole issue." Lily tilted her eyebrows inward confused as to what else there was to worry about. "I mean, what if I can't do it? What if I can't hold up being by myself? I can't just come crawling back to Malibu like nothing happened. People would ask questions; Oliver would ask questions! I can't just avoid him if he asks me where I went. What am I going to tell him? 'Oh I was avoiding you because seeing you with Becca was just too much for me to handle.' I can't hide either. Eventually someone would find me." I knew there was so much more to say, but I stopped to save Lily the torture of hearing me ramble on. She seemed slightly dazed when I looked at her. When she finally turned towards me I knew she had sensed that I wasn't telling the whole story.

"You're scared of letting go of him, aren't you?" Lily said as more of a statement than a question. "You're scared that you won't ever find anyone that can match up to him, and that no matter where you go, it'll seem like he's always there with you because everything just reminds you of him." She was completely right, but there was still more to it.

"I feel that if I do actually let go, I'm just trying to forgetting about my past." I looked down at my crossed legs and my hands that rested in the center of them. I felt tears slowly seeping from my eyes. "He's not just some guy I can get over either Lily. Besides what I feel for him, he's still my best friend, which only makes this that much harder." I felt my nose starting to run. A single tear streaked down my face and left a small water drop on the light jeans. "Then t-there the f-fact that… I don't just love him like how Becca l-loves him, but I love him like he's my s-second brother too. If I leave, then it's going to feeling like I'm leaving so much behind." I wiped the corner of my eyes with the side of my hand and sniffed. Lily had sat up and she put her hand on my shoulder. "I want so much for my feelings to just be gone." I whispered.

"Be careful what you wish for Miley. I mean, who knows? This could lead to something bigger and better. Things that would have never happened unless you felt this way about him." She said trying to comfort me.

"Maybe…" I said softly. I felt the tears trickling down my face and onto my chin where it hung there until gravity took its toll and made it fall down to my lap. She was right. It could lead to me traveling places I've always wanted to go. I mean, I've always wanted to go to London. I could spend a few weeks in Paris before starting to work. It's not at all far from London; I mean you could go there by train. I could be able to experience more cultures too. Perhaps it would lead to better things…

"No Miley, I know it." Lily whispered as she tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. I wiped at my face with the palms of my hands and looked up at Lily. How come no matter what, she always had something good to say? Maybe I should try being more like Lily. Maybe I needed to try and be more optimistic about life. Yea, that's what I needed to do. I needed to look on the bright side of going away. I stopped crying and sniffed once more. I tried to show a grin and something along the lines of a half a smile appeared on my face. Lily knew I tried and gave me a smile back for effort.

"What time is it?" I asked still sounding somewhat congested from crying. I looked to my right to see the digital clock on her nightstand. It showed four forty-five. Lily answered me even though she knew I had seen the clock.

"It's four forty-five." She said. I nodded knowing that there were only two hours and fifteen minutes until I had to face my dad and tell him of my hopes for the future. Think of it this way, after you tell him, he'd be able to tell me if I was making the right decision or not. He could help me choose what would be a nice place in London to stay. After all he had been there several times because of tours when he was performing. Maybe there really was a plus side to all of this. From there on out, I felt happy. I actually felt as though I was making a right decision in my life. In an instant, all the weight on my shoulders lifted, my head cleared, and my heart started beating at its normal pace. I sat there staring at the drying tear drops on my jeans. It was as if the evaporating tears seemed to resemble my burdened mood. As the color of the dark blue faded to the original light blue color, I felt my hopes get higher and higher. Eventually a small smile crept upon my face. I might've looked like an idiot because Lily gave me a look saying 'Have you gone insane?' I chuckled.

"I think I feel a lot better now, thanks Lily." I declared. Lily's questioning expression dissolved into smile and after, she nodded.

"That's what I'm here for Miles." She said. Who knew that by getting away from Oliver, could make other things to happen. At the thought of his name I felt a small sadness. My sudden rush of happiness was over. No, I have to remember that this is guiding me to greater things. Things that I could've never accomplished if I stayed here in Malibu. Moving is defiantly the more suitable choice to make and I was sure of it. I tried again to have the same joy as before but I knew it wouldn't be achieved with the thought of Oliver lingering in my mind; not now at least. My smile faded into something less than it was before, yet it still showed some sort of happiness.

"So, what are we going to do until seven?" I asked looking towards Lily. She pondered before answering.

"I don't care, what do you want to do?" She asked. I rested my arms on my legs and sat back onto the wall. I shrugged. "Well, you got up kinda early; do you want to sleep for a little bit?" She suggested. I actually was very tired come to think of it. I hadn't been able to actually fall asleep so what was the harm in trying again? I nodded.

"Okay, I have some stuff to do around the house, so you can just sleep in here." Lily said as she got up from the bed making the mattress only dent where I was sitting in it and walked out of her room before tilting her door so that it was still ajar, and at the same time it was closed enough for me to have some privacy.

I lay down on the bed so that I was underneath the warmed cover and so that I could still see the ocean. The waves came from the south which was directly in front of me giving me the feeling that I had been taken along with the current and soon another wave would wash onto shore only to pull me into the ocean as well. I soon felt my eyelids get heavy. I closed them only to find that I still couldn't completely fall asleep, but a half sleep was better than no rest at all.

I lay there on my back with the blanket around my shoulders and almost over my face. It had stopped somewhere below my nose so that I wouldn't have any trouble breathing. I liked to be very warm yet at the same time cold. It was hard to explain, but it was like I wanted to be warm, while the bed was still cold so that I wouldn't get that stuffy feeling in my legs. I dreaded being too warm. No matter what, I had to have a spot somewhere near me that was still cool so I could slip there with the warmth of my previous spot, while still being not too toasty. It wasn't that I liked being cold or anything; it was just like I wanted to be warm and cool at the same time. Yes, I know, I could be very complicating.

So what is there to think about this time in my half-sleep state of mind? I asked myself. I thought a while before coming up with nothing. I'm just going to rest this time with nothing to think about. I thought and before I knew it, there was nothing in my mind but the thought of maybe being able to drift off into a complete state of dormancy…

A/n: Okay, I know that some of you were expecting this to be the chapter where Miley told her dad about moving, but that doesn't happen just yet! I'm sorry to those who were expecting it. This chapter was just kind of a filler, but yea. I know it wasn't very interesting, but please review. Thank you once again for waiting so patiently!