Double Trouble (Completed)

Chapter Thirty-Eight

(Krissy's POV)

Izzy had been in England for almost three years now. She and Finn have had the most amazing relationship anyone could ask for, and he was even planning to propose to her soon.

I quit my last year of Uni and got a job at some retail place to save up enough money to he tickets to London. I only needed $200 more dollars, which my parents where willing to pay for once my dad got paid on Friday.

The twins both knew about my plans, and so did Izzy. It was hard to keep a secret from all my fans on YouTube, so I decided to spill the beans. The whole YouTube community blew up. I got a million calls from other YouTubers like Alfie, Caspar, and Zoella asking me why I was moving to London.

"Because I love Jack, and I miss my best friends," I answered every time.

"Here you go sweetie," my mom smiled. She handed me the 200 dollars plus some spending money to help me get settled.

"Thanks, Mom! I love you." I gave her a quick hug, then ran upstairs to grab my computer. I scrolled through all the plane ticket options, and the cheapest and earliest one was leaving tomorrow. I bought it.

I ran back downstairs and told my mother.

"Tomorrow? So soon?"

"The next one is in a month! That's January. Besides, this is my Christmas present to my friends. What better day to arrive than Christmas Eve?"

"But what about our Christmas plans?" She demanded.

"Come with me. Stay for a week. I'm sure they won't mind!"

She just shook her head and told me she had to stay for my sister. She was still in high school and they couldn't afford three plane tickets.

"Take these with you," she handed me three wrapped boxes, "Open them on Christmas Day, but film it so I can see. I will send the rest when you leave, but they'll come late."

I took the boxes and said, "Thank you," then ran up stairs to start packing.

Most of my stuff was packed, and my mom said she would send the rest over with my presents.

She was driving me to the airport now. She had special permission to walk with me to the terminal so I could see her before I left.

I promised her I would call her when I got the chance, but also reminded her of the time difference. If she really wanted to know what was going on in my life, her best bet was TwoGirlsOneWorld, Izzy and I's YouTube channel.

"I love you, Mom," I whispered into her neck.

I was standing in front of the terminal, about to board the plane. I was going to miss my mom so much.

"I love you too. Now," she said, giving me a general shove, "Chase your dreams."

I gave her a sad smile and walked on board the plan, knowing it would be a long time before I could come back here.

I filmed a lot on the plane. I was telling my viewers that I was on my way to see the love of my life and my two best friends.

When I was finished, I pulled out my laptop, did some editing, then I uploaded it to YouTube. It got 100,000 views and 20,000 likes in the first five minutes.

"Attention, please put away all electronic devices. We will be landing in London shortly," some old lady announced over the intercom.

I turned off my computer and shoved it back in the bag, the prepared for the descent.

"Krissy!" Someone screamed.

I turned around and saw none other than Jack standing there, looking as gorgeous as ever. His eyes where sparkling with happiness and his arms were held wide, waiting for me to rush into them.

"Jack," I whispered, taking a few steps toward him, before dropping all my bags and leaping into his arms.

I buried my face in his neck and let the tears come. "I missed you so much." I clutched onto him as though my life depended on it. In my mind, it did.

"Me too. I'm so glad you came," he murmured, his lips brushing my ear.

I pulled away briefly and gave him a quick, yet passionate kiss on the lips before turning to get my things. I didn't want some old lady tripping and falling on them.

"I got it," Jack said, taking the bags from me.

"Are you sure?" I asked.

He laughed and gave me the, there's-no-way-I'm-letting-you-carry-these-bags look. I shrugged and let home carry my fifty pound bag to the car.