In My Life

Chapter 22:

The excitement rushed through her body as Olivia promptly walked past the crowds through the hallways of the Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris, France. Her eyes glimpsed over at the line of people waiting for the elevator to the first floor and immediately decided to avoid the simple way and take the stairs down.

Her legs ran down the stairs as quickly as they could without bumping into anyone or disrupting their pace and scurried over to the conveyor belt for her flights' baggage claim.

As her eyes kept scanning for her bright teal suitcase, they also skimmed around at the other people waiting for their luggage to appear onto the conveyor belt. She had hoped the blonde wig and disguise that she had purchased the night before kept anyone from recognising her and so far, it appeared to be working.

The past month had become super crazy and busy for Olivia since The Everly's began to tour Europe. Their music was so well known, and the more she was seen attending their shows, the easier it was for people to recognise her on the streets.

After about ten minutes of waiting, her suitcase finally arrived onto the conveyor belt. She immediately made her direction up to it and clenched the handle, yanking it off the belt with much force.  As she walked off, her eyes looked out the windows of the airport, catching a glimpse of the sun setting of the Paris horizon.

Once she made it outside of the airport, she sighted a black Rolls Royce parked at the curb. There was a well-dressed man in a black suit and tie holding up a sign that read 'Catherine H.'

A smile appeared on her face when she recognised her middle name and knew that this was her ride that Don had promised would be waiting for her. She strolled the driver and smiled, "I'm Catherine."

His weary expression quickly changed, delivering her a quick nod, "Ms. Catherine, may I take your suitcase?"

"Thank you," she replied, watching him take her suitcase quickly and continued to the trunk, placing it inside.

She had already adjusted herself inside the back seat of the car as he opened the driver's door and plopped inside, "I've had instructions from Mr. Everly to drive you to his hotel, is that correct?"

She shrugged, with a grin on her face, "I suppose so!" Her face beamed with delight as the car drove away from the airport.

For an hour, her face was glued to the car window, gazing and staring at all the buildings and scenery that they passed. She was in complete awe at how much beauty France had. It was her very first time here and was smitten with everything, especially during June. Everything was breathtaking in the summer and craved to breathe more of it. Unfortunately, she was only spending tonight with Don, as she had some big fashion shoots in London tomorrow afternoon.

She was extremely eager to see Don and hadn't been with him for two weeks. Don and Phil's touring schedule had kept them occupied up until the end of August, and it was becoming complicated for Don and Olivia to go out in public together. Even though things started to get hectic with the press and their fans, the bond between Don and Olivia grew stronger. There were some moments she thought of John, but she was finally happy to have someone who had appeared to support her one hundred per cent of the way with her career. It's what she wanted and was finally happy.

Two hours later, she settled on the edge of the bed of Don and Phil's room at the George V Hotel in Paris. She had just ended a conversation with her manager Larry and scheduled some important photoshoots and fashion show in London in the next upcoming weeks.

She closed her scheduling book and smirked to herself. If only her father could see her now, she wondered what he would think or say. She finally felt that things were starting to fall into place.