"Please take care honey! And call me as soon as you get there. It doesn't matter what time is it!" My mum told me with tears in her eyes.
"Don't worry mum. Everything is going to be okay. Have a little faith in me, I might be a little clumsy and forgetful but I'm 21". I laughed to bring a smile on her face and cheer her up.
"A little?" She smiled.
"Weeeell".
She laughed and hugged me really tight. "Silly girl."
I succeeded.
"That's it! Show me that smile before I leave. I don't want to go knowing I left you crying, mum".
"I'll miss you so much but I know this is what you always wanted". This was why I loved her so much. She has always been so supportive about everything I have done.
"Hey! Don't forget that I told you I'm going to bring you with me as soon as I'm settled there and I have the money we need!"
"I know you will honey. I know". She said wiping away the tears. "Ok, you should better keep going. I don't want you to miss your flight because of me".
I looked at my clock and she was right, I should better keep going. Damn! This was hard.
"Do you have everything you need? All the papers?"
"Yes, ma'am. Oh wait, I forgot my passport!"
"What!? Jesus Isabella I told you to check everything!" She began screaming while panicking was filling her eyes.
"I'm just kidding mum! Relax! I have everything". I started laughing and I couldn't stop.
"Oh my God! Jesus Christ! Isabella Chávez I'm going to ugh!" I looked at her and her face was a little red and her right hand was in her chest.
"I love you mother".
"Why did you do this to me? I gave birth to you." She sort of smiled. I knew she was going to miss me doing this.
"Just give me a hug mother".
She got closer to me and we hugged for at least 2 minutes but it seemed like 2 seconds.
"I love you more than anything Belle".
"Me too mum."
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While I was waiting for my flight I logged into Twitter to see what was up with the world and if any of my twitter friends was on. Luckily I haven't missed much just some drama involving Harry and a girl. As always what happened with the other boys if there was "Harry + girl" drama went unnoticed, which it sucked. The usual in the One Direction fandom. I wasn0t going to lie, I'm was Harry girl but the group was composed of 5 members if you haven't noticed. Yeah I'm 21 years old and I love One Direction so what? Arrest me.
My phone started buzzing and it was a text from my friend Sophia. She's one of my best friends and I know her from twitter. Weird, right? To have someone who has become your best friend and that lives miles and miles away from you in another continent yet you could talk about everything with her; from One Direction to poo. That's our friendship funny and weird. She also wanted to move to London, she would move with me when she gets here in a couple of months or so.
While I was texting her I put my headphones on and start listening to music to calm me down a bit. I had butterflies in my stomach. Like I was moving to another country by myself, not big deal! That was what I kept telling to myself. Yeah right.
An hour or two passed and I heard that the passengers of my flight were being called so I texted Sophia saying I was about to get on the plane and I would text her as soon as I arrive.
"Goodbye Chile! Hello London!"
After 18 fucking hours inside that damn plane I was finally in London. I hated sleeping in planes, it was so uncomfortable, but whatever, fuck that ha. It was more than worth it.
When I arrived at the place that would be my home from now on all I wanted was a warm bed, heat and hot chocolate. It was freezing here but I loved it! I laid down on my bed and fell asleep instantly. I was so tired and tomorrow was going to be the "D-Day", all my English speaking skill were going to be tested and I would be on my own. This was it. Oh and I had to find a job that allows me to study and work. I got this. I can do it.
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FanfictionMeet Isabella. A normal 21-year-old girl, student, funny, shy and trying to find her place in the world. She has always felt like she didn't belong were she was born so since little she always had this feeling she needed to move to another country...