Chapter Eleven

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(Krissy's POV)

"We're moving in with Jack and Finn?" I squealed when Isabella told me the news.

"If its okay with you," she replied.

I smacked her upside the head and gave her the "duh" look. We smiled at each other and began packing and repacking our bags so everything would fit.

"We bought more stuff that I thought," I sighed after finally zipping my bulging suitcase. I had to sit, jump, and lay on it to get it to close. Izzy had to do the same thing. She nodded her head in agreement.

We lugged our suitcases into the lobby and were getting ready to call a cab when we saw two familiar faces. Jack and Finn were standing outside the hotel, waving with big grins on their faces. Izzy and I smiled back and trudged over to them.

My friend ran straight into Finn's arms and kissed his cheek. You'd think those two hadn't seen each other in months. She came back from his house this morning.

Jack took my bag and kissed my cheek. He tried lifting it into the trunk of his car, but it didn't even lift from the ground. "Gosh Krissy! What did you pack, bricks?" he exclaimed.

"Maybe. . . Now let me see it you wimp," I teased. Together, Jack and I managed to get the bag into the trunk.

I hated to interrupt the happy couple chatting away by the door, but I was gonna do it anyway.

"Yoohoo! Finn and Izzy!" I called.

"This bags all yours," Jack finished dramatically. He even made fact hand gestures toward Isabella's bag. Izzy stuck her tongue out at me and Finn gave Jack a playful shove, but other than that they didn't protest.

After the ten ton bags were loaded up, we crammed into the car and set off the Jack's house. Jack was driving and I was in the passenger seat, and Finn and Izzy were in the back.

We got to their house a few minutes later. We got the bags upstairs, with much difficulty. The guys waited downstairs until us girls finished unpacking. We arrived downstairs to a special surprise.

The guys had laid snacks on the coffee table. There was an abundance of Moams as well. They had put in a movie and had two blankets spread across the floor.

"Will this pass as a date?" they asked.

Izzy and I nodded our heads and went over to join them. We spent the rest of the afternoon wrapped up in blankets, eating junk food, and laughing whenever the character did something incredibly stupid. All in all it was a pretty great evening. When the movie ended Izzy and I went upstairs to our room. There was only one bed, so Finn brought in a blow up for Izzy to sleep on. To make it fair we were going to alternate beds. Tomorrow I was gonna be stuck on the floor. Yuck.

I woke up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat, screaming. I think I might've had a nightmare, but I don't really remember. Maybe I was homesick or something, I don't know.

I opened my eyes to find Izzy gone and Jack sitting next to me. "Are you okay?" he asked me.

I rubbed my eyes and nodded. "I had a nightmare I guess," I yawned.

Jack motioned me to scoot over, and I did. I rolled over on my side and he crawled in next to me, but over the covers. He rested his chin on my shoulder and wrapped his arm around my waist. I was asleep in seconds.

The next morning I woke up to sunlight streaming in through my window and a pair of green eyes staring into mine.

"Good morning," Jack grinned.

"Morning! May I ask why your in here?" I questioned.

Jack looked at me quizzically.

"You don't remember?"

I shook my head and he laughed.

"You woke up in the middle of the night screaming. You had some sort of nightmare or something and scared the whole house. We thought you were like, dying or something," he explained.

I chuckled, "Really? I guess I don't remember stuff that happens in the night."

He grinned and kissed my nose. He got off the bed and helped me up. We went downstairs to make breakfast and surprise the others, but they had beat us to it.

They had laid out fresh scones, orange juice, coffee, and various fruits.

"We decided to make you sleepy heads breakfast. Even though its lunchtime now," Izzy said.

"Lunchtime," I exclaimed, "I slept the whole day away!"

"Its fine, you needed your rest after last nights events," she assured me.

Jack squeezed my shoulder and replied, "She doesn't even remember!"

The others laughed at this. I was just plain confused. What the heck happened last night and why don't I remember? Was I really screaming that loudly? I mean, I guess it is funny when you think about it. . . I joined in on the laughter.

Man, I never wanted this trip to end!

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