Oli and I spent the rest of the evening at the pub, Oli angrily drinking by himself at a table.
"Baby, it wasn't me. Please don't be mad." I rubbed his shoulder.
"Oh, I'm not mad at you. I'm mad at him. Twice he's done this. Twice! Even after my relapse. I thought we were all good. Well, now there is absolutely no way we'll be touring with them. No way." I crossed his arms over his chest and let out a huge sigh.
"I'm angry with him too. It was a bad idea even inviting him to this. I don't know why I did. I thought he was different, that he had some respect. I guess not. But we can't go on like this. We're going to have to sort things out with him eventually"
"I know. I just don't understand why he has to do this to me. And to you. It's just ridiculous. He needs to start acting like an adult." Oli took a large gulp of his drink and then slammed it back down on the table.
"You're kinda cute when you're angry." I giggled and kissed his forehead.
"Can we just go home? I don't want to be here anymore." He looked around the room and scowled at just about everyone in the room.
"Yes, dear. We can go home." I tussled his hair before picking up my purse.

I grabbed Oli by the arm and pulled him to his feet.
"Bye, everyone! See you soon," I said to everyone still in the room. Oli, who had a few too many drinks, walked slowly behind me, more like dragged. I caught a cab, and he nuzzled his head on my shoulder as we drove home. When we arrived at the apartment, I had to wake him up because he had fallen asleep in the taxi. I pulled him by the hand up to the apartment where I tucked him into bed, making him take off at least his pants because those had to be extremely uncomfortable to sleep in.
"I'm fine, Charlotte. Just let me sleep!" Oli complained when I told him to take off his shoes and pants.
"No, you can't sleep in those. I'll do it for you." I unlaced his shoes and pulled them off his feet and then unbuckled his belt and put in a good deal of effort to pull his pants off all the way.

After I was finished tending to him, I went into the kitchen because I wasn't tired, even if it was 1am. I made myself a sandwich and sat on the couch with my computer. As soon as I opened it, I got a message from Austin.
I'm really sorry about what happened tonight. I need to learn to control myself. What I did was not okay, and it won't happen again. I mean it this time. Tell Austin to call me.
I ignored the message. I couldn't deal with him right then. After everything Oli had been through, after being there as a friend to help save his life, after fucking with us twice...he did it again. I really just wanted to be his friend, but he was making it so unbelievably difficult.

Right then, Oli staggered out.
"Why are you going away?" Oli whined.
"I'm not. What are you talking about?"
"You're going away..."
"Oli, you're asleep. Go back to bed." I laughed and lead him back to bed where he fell asleep instantly.

I wondered what he was talking about, what he was dreaming about that caused him to say what he did. I shook my head and walked to the bathroom to take off my makeup. Even in my own home, I hated taking off my makeup. I felt ugly, vulnerable. But still, I wiped the cool pad over my eyelids and a trail of black was left on it. I quickly brushed my teeth and hopped into bed where I too fell into a deep sleep.

When we woke up in the morning, Oli looked as if he hadn't slept.
"What were you dreaming about last night, love?" I asked him, concerned.
"Losing you. That you were leaving to go be with Austin. I don't know. It's stupid, but it was scary as hell."
"I promise I will never leave you." I laid my arm over his chest and kissed his collar bone. "Do you want breakfast?"
"Yes, but I can get it." He went to get up, but I stopped him.
"No, I'll get it for you." I swung my legs over the side of the bed and walked to the kitchen. Oli wasn't a big breakfast person, so I just got him a bowl of cereal and a glass of orange juice.
"Here you are, my dear." I smiled and handed him his breakfast.
"Thanks, love. I feel like I was hit by a truck I'm so tired. And still angry." He pinched up his face in a frown.
"Oh, speaking of, Austin messaged me and asked me to tell you to call him. He wants to sit down and talk I think."
"Oh, he'll sit down and talk." Oli crunched his cereal angrily. "I'll call him after breakfast. I need to be mad for a bit before I can think rationally."
"Whatever you say, dear. Please call him today though."

Notes

sorry its not too long. school :/