Living La Vida Loca - Harry Lewis & ChrisMD

Chapter 33: The Fellas

-Kyla's POV-

"I cannot believe we are in London right now. We've been trying to plan a trip like this for forever," I say as Evelyn and I wait for our luggage to arrive.

"I know," Evelyn agrees, "The flight wasn't bad either."

"Oh my God. It finally happened. You said the first positive thing about this trip," I jokingly put the back of my hand to her forehead, "Are you feeling okay?"

She swats my hand away, "Shut up. I can go back to being a grouch, you know."

I hold my hands up, "Forget I said anything."

We finally get our luggage and start walking outside to where Chip said he was picking us up.

"I am excited to be here though. And terrified. But mainly excited. Like you said, we've been planning something like this for forever," Evelyn says.

"It will be so fun. I'm so excited to see Chip and Freezy again," I say as I check our groupchat to see if they messaged.

Before I can even check, a car that's blasting music swerves to an abrupt stop right in front of me and Evelyn. Chip does not waste a second as he jumps out of the car and pulls me and Evelyn into a hug.

"YOU GUYS MADE IT," He says happily.

I hear the car door shut as Freezy walks over saying, "We're lucky we even made it here. Chip's driving is a nightmare."

"Hey, it's not that bad. I went over what, one curb?" Chip argues.

Freezy crosses his arms and Chip sighs, "Fine, maybe I went over four curbs. But it could have been worse."

"You also ran a red light and nearly hit an elderly woman crossing the street."

"See, the key word there is almost. That nan is still alive and well."

"It's amazing that you haven't ended up in jail yet," Freezy replies with an exaggerated look.

I shake my head at the two bickering, "I missed you guys."

"I think you should just move to London permanently so we never have to spend that much time apart again," Chip suggests.

A security guard comes over and yells at us to move our car. Freezy quickly puts our luggage in the trunk as we climb into the back of the car.

"I'd send your prayers and messages now. Don't say I didn't warn you," Freezy states as he buckles his seat belt.

I roll my eyes and laugh, but then Chip whips out of the spot causing my entire body to brace.

"Holy shit, Chip. You're driving on an actual road, not competing in an F1 race," Evelyn says, her hand tightly grasping the door.

"You're right. But it's much more fun to pretend I'm driving an F1 car," Chip calls back.

Freezy, Evelyn, and I hold on for dear life as Chip drives us to The Fellas Studio. Once we're safe in a parking spot, Evelyn says, "I honestly think I just blacked out. That was the scariest moment of my life."

"Which means your trip can only go up from here," Chip grins as we step out of the car.

The guys then give us a quick tour of the studio. It's a lot bigger than I thought it would be. There are several rooms filled with cameras and employees, and I'm surprised to see it's a whole production.

"And this is primarily where we film the episodes," Freezy says, showing us a retro looking basement, "So yeah, that's pretty much everything."

"This is so cool," I say, looking around at all the little knick knacks scattered across the set. My eyes catch on to a Ghostface mask, and I go to pick it up, "This so sick. How did you guys even find this stuff?"