Chapter 4 Heartbreak

Felicity arrived at the Queen mansion at her usual time but Oliver was no where to be seen she gave him twenty minutes then she went looking for him. She found him in his bedroom on the floor completely drunk. She had no idea what to do so she grabbed his phone and dialled one person who would know.

"Tommy, I'm Felicity and you need to get here right now, something's wrong with Oliver but I don't think his parents would be too pleased to see him like this…"

"Ok we're on our way, be there in twenty!"

Felicity opened the bedroom door to let in Tommy and Laurel and what they saw shocked them. Oliver was passed out on the floor and it appeared he had been crying. Felicity couldn't move him to the bed because he was too heavy for her.

"What's going on?" Tommy asked

"I don't know I found him like this. This is not like him, is it?"

"No whenever we've gotten drunk it's been at a party or something we generally don't drink when we're alone." Laurel added

"So what could have made him do this?" Felicity was nearly in tears

"Let's get him to the bed."

The three of them managed to move him from the floor to the bed.

"He's heavier than he looks!" commented Felicity

"Let's take his clothes off!"

"Excuse me?" exclaimed Felicity

"He can't stay in those clothes, he stinks of booze! He needs to be more comfortable. C'mon help me!"

"This is not how I'd imagined seeing Oliver naked!"

Felicity looked up to see both Tommy and Laurel looking at her with smiles on their faces. Felicity closed her eyes.

"Please tell me that I didn't just say anything out loud did I?"

"I didn't hear anything did you Laurel?"

Neither could keep the smirks off of their faces.

"However I will not cover for you if you take photos of Oliver when he's naked, I won't stop you but I won't cover for you!"

"Oh god! I have never been so embarrassed, please don't say anything to him will you?"

"Well what is my silence worth?"

"Huh?"

"What will you give me to keep your secret?"

"What do you want?"

"Tutoring in History, I suck at it. Oliver says you're a great tutor and if you have the time I would really appreciate it."

"I'll do that plus with the both of us looking out for Oliver hopefully this won't happen again."

"The three of us!" Laurel added

The three of them managed to take Oliver's t-shirt and trousers off, if either saw how red Felicity was neither mentioned it. Once Oliver was in his sleepwear they relaxed until they heard a knock on the door.

"Ollie, open up. Where's Felicity?" Thea asked

Felicity walked to the door an opened it a little to see Thea.

"Hey Thea, Oliver is a little …unwell at the moment so Tommy, Laurel and I are going to take care of him ok?"

Thea stared at her for a few seconds and then walked off without another word. None of the friends wanted Oliver's parents to see him like this. Twenty minutes later there was a knock on the door and Laurel opened it to find a tray of sandwiches, snacks and drinks in front of the room. She quickly took it in and faced the others.

"Raisa is an angel!" declared Tommy

They ate while watching some movies Felicity kept an eye on Oliver and this didn't escape the other two. It was passed midnight and they were all asleep, Tommy and Laurel in each other's arms on the bed by Oliver, Felicity and at some point Thea on the sofa with their legs on the bed, that's how Robert and Moira found them. They thought it was weird that neither of their children joined them for dinner even though they were in the house. They knew something was going on as Raisa was acting differently from the composed person she was. They knew Oliver was acting out of character but he wouldn't open up to either of them. They were so glad that their son had great friends to look after him when he was in pain.

The next morning Oliver woke up to see Felicity and his sister asleep on the sofa facing him he had no idea why they were there, he turned over to find Laurel in Tommy's arms. He didn't remember what happened the night before to warrant everyone sleeping in his room but he was pretty sure it had something to do with alcohol as he had a headache. He gingerly got up from the bed and made his way to his bathroom to freshen up. When he entered his room everyone was awake but his sister was no longer there. Felicity was coming towards him he knew he owed her and the others an explanation, what he didn't expect was the slap that Felicity gave him.

"What…"

"THE NEXT TIME YOU WANT TO GET DRUNK DO IT SOMEWHERE WHERE YOUR PARENTS AND OR 11 YEAR OLD SISTER WON'T FIND YOU! I walked in here and found you collapsed on the floor. For a moment I thought, …, I thought. It doesn't matter what I thought. But next time you have a problem talk to your best friend, your parents you're rich enough, talk to a shrink for goodness sake!"

Oliver and the other two just stood there in silence as they watched Felicity storm out of his room slamming the door shut. A few seconds later he turned to his best friend.

"She's not wrong!"

Oliver again watched people leave his room without a backward glance. He knew he would have to apologise, no time like the present he thought. He made his way downstairs and heard voices from the dining room and followed the voices.

"Ah he's awake, that must have been some Harry Potter marathon!"

Oliver eyed his father as if he was mad.

"Huh?!" Oliver replied

"You know the Harry Potter films that you just had to watch last night, all eight of them!" Felicity supplied "We tried to reason with him about waiting until the weekend but I think Oliver found his inner wizard and just had to watch all the films. He's even thinking about going as Draco for Halloween!"

Oliver was giving her a look and she was disregarding it, Tommy, Laurel and Thea were loving it.

"See I told you Ollie that you would love it, now you just have to read the books. I'll lend you my copies as long as you promise not to ruin them!"

"Thea that's fine I'll borrow Felicity's copies when I have the time…"

"NO YOU WILL NOT!"

Everyone in the room turned to look at her.

"What I mean to say is that Oliver should have his own copies that he could read any time. Besides I'm in the middle of rereading them so unfortunately I can't lend them to you, I have no idea how long I'm going to be so you may as well buy your own set. It has absolutely nothing to do with the fact that I don't trust you with my books…"

"It was once!"

"One too many times, what idiot writes in a book? You that's who! You wrote a nickname in my book! Who does that? It's bad enough that you think it's alright to write in a book in the first place but in someone else's that's just wrong on so many levels…"

"It was a nickname I was trying to remember for ages and I had to tell Tommy about it before I forgot so I wrote it down…"

"Yeah, I can just understand why 'MegaBoobs78' was so important." Felicity gave Oliver a sardonic look

Oliver had the grace to look embarrassed. Laurel was staring at Tommy who was trying to ignore it but couldn't and eventually gave her a sheepish smile. They all sat down to have breakfast.

For the next couple of months the dining room was taken over by the study group. Oliver knew they were concerned about him and Tommy had tried to talk to him but he wasn't ready to tell anyone yet. Felicity was still in a mood with him but he knew how to get to her, instead of the extravagant gifts he would usually give to a girl he knew this wouldn't work with Felicity so he went simple, he found Doctor Who stationary and bought a lot, he knew this wouldn't be the first time he messed up so he thought it would be good to have some spare items. So a week after the drunk incident Felicity was being very 'proper' towards him, gone was the easy going friendship that they had struck. She was the same with Thea, Tommy and Laurel but very reserved with him. Everyone noticed and was amused by this. He was very frustrated by the situation; he couldn't wait for his order to arrive. So when Felicity walked in for their study session she paused and saw the Doctor Who pencil by her place but she ignored it and carried on if nothing happened. At the end of the session she started to pack up her stuff and picked up the pencil as well and left the room. Two seconds later she was back.

"Thank you for the pencil, I'm still mad at you!"

Oliver had a smile on his face for the rest of the evening.