What happens next?

Today is the day, the day that Lola and I move to LA and say goodbye to the UK. We were arriving at Heathrow airport with the majority of our family members coming to wave us off and say their goodbyes.
We only had carry ons and a small suit case each because we'd already shipped our belongings that we wanted over to our new home.

About an hour after we arrived at the airport, the telecom cracked into life telling us that our flight was ready to be boarded.

"Well I guess this is goodbye then." I said as I was engulfed in a hug by my parents.

"Not goodbye, not for always anyway. Remember to text or Facebook message us as soon as you arrive in your new home." My mother said wiping the tears away from her eyes. "We'll be out to visit you in a few weeks to see how you are both settling down."

"Okay." I said as I looked over to Lola to see she had just finished saying goodbye to her parents. "We better go board this god-for-saken plane before it leaves without us." I told Lola as we said our final goodbyes to our family, slowly making our way down the corridor to board our flight.

"How you holding up?" Lola asked.

"What would you say if I told you I feel like I've swallowed a nest of butterflies?" I replied starting the shake like a leaf.

"First if you threw up those butterflies you'd have to put an application for new best friend out, because I'd have died of a heart attack. Second it's only a plane. It's not going to kill you."

"It could kill me! We could crash and die! Ever thought about that? I want to live a little longer thank you very much." I said trying my hardest to stop myself from shaking.

"Okay fair point. But you are more likely to die in a car crash than a plane crash." Lola said grabbing my hand. "Come on, lets go. The sooner we get on the sooner it lands."

"Fine, lets get this over with." I said climbing up the steps to board the plane.

Five minutes after getting onto the plane we had the whole 'Your exits are here, here, here and here.' speech before the planes engine roared into life.

"Does that sound okay to you? I don't think the plane should be making that sort of noise." Lola said with a serious tone in her voice.

"I swear to god if you do not shut up I will throw you out of the exits located 'here, here, here and here.' got it?" I said making the same hand jesters that the stewardess made before the plane took off.

"Well at least someone isn't as nervous as she was." Lola remarked.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Now leave me alone to listen to my music in peace and quite and get the plane ride over with." I said as I put my earphones in my ears, trying to relax. God I hate flying!

- Time skip to landing in LA -

"Thank god that is over! Remind me to never get on a plane again!" I said as I stood up and made my way to the exit.

"Geez! You are such a grump!" Lola said following me to the exit.

As soon as the door opened the hot LA sun hit me in the face, it was considerably colder on the plane than it was outside.

"Come on, follow me. We need to grab our suitcases and head to our new home." Lola told me taking charge.

"I hate airports and anything to do with flying!" I whispered under my breath.

Finally we were able to leave and make our way to our new home.

When we arrived the moving/delivery men were just leaving after taking everything inside and setting up the larger furniture.

"Well I guess our things are already here." Lola said as she walked up to the front door and unlocked it.

We walked into the living room and everything was set out like we planned. We dropped our bags down on the couch and went to look around. The house had 2 main bedrooms, 3 spare bedrooms all of them had en suites. There were two offices/studies, a large living room with the kitchen joining onto it. Outside had a large garden with a swimming pool. I bet your wondering how two 21 year old girls from the UK are able to afford a house like this. It's quite simple actually, we have well paid jobs. Lola is a travel writer who hopes to publish a novel, and me? I'm a journalist.

"I guess we better start unpacking the boxes that haven't been put by yet." Lola said grabbing a box.

"Okay, I'll start on in the kitchen and I'll text the boys and our parents telling them that we have arrived."

"Okay, I'll start with the bedrooms." Lola called as she made her way down the hallway.

I took out my phone and texted our parents and the guys letting them know that we arrived safely. I set my phone down on the counter and started to unpack the pots and pans. Everything was slowly coming together until there was a knock on the door and everything stopped.

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