a continent apart

chapter 13. hopes and dreams

Macie's Pov

As I stood there, I watched with a sense of disbelief as Carson, with a firm grip, led Oliver away from the crowd. The words that Carson had spoken earlier still echoed in my ears, causing a blush to creep up my cheeks. I couldn't help it; the effect he had on me was undeniable.

Suddenly, I felt a tap on my shoulder, pulling me out of my thoughts. Turning around, I found myself face-to-face with Ryan, a member of the management team. His name had come up in conversations before, but this was our first real interaction.

"Hello, Ms. Parker," he began, his voice carrying a professional tone. "I apologize for the inconvenience. I'm here to provide you with your schedule for the upcoming tour. As it's fast approaching, the management has requested some specific things."

He handed me a piece of paper, filled with dates, times, and locations. "They've asked for pictures of Oliver during the tour. They also want to ensure that you have everything you need before the tour starts, which might be sooner than you think. They want you to be fully prepared."

As I scanned the schedule, I could see that my days were going to be packed. Interviews, rehearsals, performances - it was all there. But amidst the chaos, there were also pockets of downtime, moments I could use for relaxation and fun.

Ryan continued, "There will be an announcement soon about the exact start date of the tour. Carson will send you an email with all the details. If you have any questions or concerns, feel free to reach out to either Carson or me. You can contact us via phone call or email. All our contact information is listed at the bottom of your schedule and in your email as well."

With that, he bid me goodbye and walked away, leaving me alone with my thoughts. I stood there for a moment, taking it all in. I let out a sigh, running my fingers through my hair, feeling a wave of stress wash over me. But amidst the stress, there was also a sense of excitement. This was just the beginning of a new adventure.

As the reality of the upcoming tour began to sink in, I found myself standing alone in the midst of the bustling crowd. The noise around me faded into a dull hum as I clutched the schedule in my hand, my mind racing with thoughts and questions.

I looked down at the schedule again, my eyes scanning over the packed days filled with interviews, rehearsals, and performances. It was overwhelming, to say the least. But amidst the chaos, I also noticed pockets of downtime, moments I could use for relaxation and fun. It was a small comfort, but a comfort nonetheless.

The thought of the tour, of traveling to different cities and performing in front of thousands of people, was both exciting and terrifying. But I knew I wasn't alone. I had Oliver, Carson, and the rest of the team by my side. We were in this together.

As the day came to an end, I found myself back in my hotel room, the schedule still clutched in my hand. I let out a sigh, running my fingers through my hair, feeling a wave of stress wash over me. But amidst the stress, there was also a sense of excitement. This was just the beginning of a new adventure.

I knew the next few weeks were going to be challenging, but I was ready. I was ready to face whatever came my way. I was ready to embark on this new journey. And most importantly, I was ready to make the most of this incredible opportunity.

With that thought in mind, I tucked the schedule into my bag and turned off the lights. Tomorrow was a new day, and it was going to be the start of something amazing. I couldn't wait to see what the tour had in store for us.

As I lay in bed, my mind couldn't help but drift back to the words Carson had spoken during our meeting earlier this morning. The thought of Oliver possibly reciprocating my feelings made me blush. I found myself hoping that he might ask me out soon. However, with the fast-approaching tour, I doubted it would happen. Moreover, I wasn't even sure if Oliver liked me the way I liked him. As I settled into bed, my thoughts began to drift towards the upcoming weeks. The anticipation of experiencing what the tour was all about was thrilling. As I drifted off to sleep, I found myself hoping that everything would go well.

Olivers Pov:

"Okay, you can let go of me now, Carson. It's not like we have anything else to do today," I said. He released me, a lingering smile on his face from earlier when he had embarrassed me in front of Macie. He shook his head just as a car pulled up to take me home and Carson back to his temporary residence.

As the car began to pull away from the building, I glanced over at Carson. He was still smiling, as if what he had done was something great. In my opinion, it wasn't.

"It was a fun day, wasn't it, Oliver?" he asked, smirking. I sighed and glared at him, but he just laughed and continued speaking.

"Don't worry, she still likes you. When you weren't looking, she was blushing at my words. Trust me, I know she likes you just as much as you like her," Carson said. His words were comforting, but I needed to hear it from her, not just him. What if she doesn't like me? I thought to myself before sighing and responding.

"Yeah, I don't know if she does, to be honest. But I'll trust that you're right and maybe ask her out in the future. I just don't want to be rejected because I really like her, Carson," I confessed. He sighed, whispered something, and then patted my shoulder reassuringly.

I looked out of the window as the car drives down the many roads I couldn't help but wonder and hope that i have a chance with Macie.