Fucked Up, No Good

Oliver Blackwell / 20 / OCD/ADHD/Depression/Anxiety/ Recovering Alcoholic Oliver's FC: Alex Gaskarth/Hayley Williams Rules are here I track the tag toohyperforhisowngood M!A: Oliver is pregnant. Permanent M!A: You have the sex drive over the roof for Aiden. You can't get over this until you have sex with him. Oh, by the way, you also are M!A'd into a guy and the M!A ends when he has your child. [[This is a multiship blog unless otherwise stated and discussed]] [[Sideblog, I can't follow you on Oliver's blog. But I WILL follow you on salemryder.]]

[thelastflightshome-deactivated2]

Tay breathed in deeply, raising her eyebrows at his words afterwards. “Oliver,” She said gently, slowly lifting up her hand to put it on his shoulder. “You aren’t making sense.” She told him, sighing softly. “Talk to me, Oliver. Why don’t you think the world doesn’t like you anymore?”

[too-hyperforhisowngood]

Oliver felt him do that, and looked down at her, tilting his head to the side. "It sounded better in my head." He said, smiling slightly. "Because they've taken, literally, everything from me." He said, being serious now. "It's taken my mom, my sanity, my family, my only support system, and my house." He said/

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[thelastflightshome-deactivated2]

"Because you don’t have a place to stay and you need one. You’re staying with me until you’re ready to be out on your own again." Tay explained, glancing up at him before stopping in her tracks. "I think we should call a cab. You’re not able to walk correctly now, huh?" She...

[thelastflightshome-deactivated2]

"On it's way." Tay answered, grabbing onto Oliver's arm and pulling him beside her against the wall, so pedestrians wouldn't bump into him. "What made you get like this again, Oli? You were doing so well.."

[too-hyperforhisowngood]

He nodded and stumbled over to where she had pulled him to and leaneda gainst the wall casually. Then, at the question, he shrugged a bit. "I dunno --- the world doesnt like me so I'm gonna fuck them in the back?" He laughed.

[thelastflightshome-deactivated2]

"Because you don’t have a place to stay and you need one. You’re staying with me until you’re ready to be out on your own again." Tay explained, glancing up at him before stopping in her tracks. "I think we should call a cab. You’re not able to walk correctly now, huh?" She said softly, pushing some hair out of her eyes and leaning against a brick building for a moment, taking her phone out of her pocket.

[too-hyperforhisowngood]

"Oh." He said, smiling a bit as he listened to her.Then, he shrugged. "I can walk juuuusssstttt fine.~" He chuckled softly and stopped, watching her do that and glanced around for a moment. "Where's the cab?" He asked her.

[thelastflightshome-deactivated2]

"Oh, oh, Oliver." Tay sighed softly, picking up on his drunken confusion. "Home is where I live, you’re going to live with me and Kellin for a little bit." She told him, nodding slightly.

[too-hyperforhisowngood]

"Why?" He asked her, raising a brow for a moment before looking down at his feet to watch them as he stumble-walked. He bit his lip and started to act like a kid learning how to walk.

[thelastflightshome-deactivated2]

"They just can. They’re in charge of that type of thing, what you pay for in stuff. They could take it away just as quick as they could give it to you." She explained, slightly feeling like she was talking to a child.  "No." She said stiffly once he pointed to the alleyway, tugging him away from it. "You aren’t. We’re going home now, Oliver."

[too-hyperforhisowngood]

"Oh." He said, dumbfound in his drunken stage. He continued to walk and nodded a bit, feeling himself being pulled away and almost fell. He caught himself mid air. "Oops~" He laughed a bit. Then, he was confused. Very confused. "Where is 'home'?" He asked her, tilting his head as he looked over at her.

[thelastflightshome-deactivated2]

"Oliver, if they took away your house..Yeah, they could do that much." She sighed, looking up at him. "Where are you staying now?"

[too-hyperforhisowngood]

"How?" He asked her, raising a brow in curiosity as he looked over at her.Then, he thought about it for a moment. "Uhm... No where?" He said in more of a question than a statement. Then, as they passed an alleyway, he pointed there. "That place!" He yelled.

[thelastflightshome-deactivated2]

"Because they could take everything you own away from you, Oliver. In this case, they’re taking your house and that’s not very good." She answered, biting her lip slightly as she kept on walking. "We’re going for a little walk, nowhere in particular. Maybe get some water for you." She said carefully.

[too-hyperforhisowngood]

"They already have~" He said in a singsong voice with a laugh. "I'm sure they can't do much." He mumbled, continuing to stumble, but walk. "Okay." He said with a small shrug, smiling slightly.

[waverlysfinest-deactivated20140]

"Okay, good," she replied, thankful that the loft was only two blocks away. She attempted to hoist him up as she practically dragged him. My damn martyr complex rears its ugly head…she thought to herself. “I’m Callie, by the way,” she said, though she wasn’t sure why. It’s not like he’d remember it come morning.

[too-hyperforhisowngood]

He chuckled softly as he tried to follow, practically stumbling. He was too drunk for this shit. "'M Oliver." He said.

[thelastflightshome-deactivated2]

"The bank isn’t exactly a great force to fuck with.." Tay mumbled, sighing softly before looping her arm through Oliver’s and beginning to tug him in the opposite direction. "Come on, Oli. Let’s go for a little walk."

[too-hyperforhisowngood]

"Why not?" He asked, his voice slurred. His mind wasn't thinking correctly, so most people would think of that as a very stupid question. "Where're we goin'?" He asked, smiling a bit at Tay as he was tugged along, and followed, stumbling slightly.

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"What’s a citation?" He asked, smirking a bit as he slowly allowed himself to lean against her to steady himself from his swaying posture. He had to laugh, finally getting it through his mind what else she had said. "You’d let a drunk stay with you?" He asked her,...

"Oh." He said, nodding a bit. Then, he thought about it, before shrugging slightly. "Sure." He said. "I'll come with you." He slurred.

[too-hyperforhisowngood]

[too-hyperforhisowngood]

"No, why?" He slurred, looking over to the girl. "I have no home!" He threw his hands into the air with a bitter laugh.

[waverlysfinest-deactivated20140]

"What?" She blinked, "Never mind, you can stay with me. I’ve watched you get kicked out of this bar every day this week, and I’m sure the last...

[too-hyperforhisowngood]

"What's a citation?" He asked, smirking a bit as he slowly allowed himself to lean against her to steady himself from his swaying posture. He had to laugh, finally getting it through his mind what else she had said. "You'd let a drunk stay with you?" He asked her, raising a brow for a moment. This was a surprise.

[too-hyperforhisowngood]

"Fuck three weeks. Fuck ‘em!" He let three weeks of soberness go down the drain, and he’s drunk. 

[waverlysfinest-deactivated20140]

"Christ, not again. Come on, let’s get you home." She sighs, holding out her hand to offer him help in getting up.

[too-hyperforhisowngood]

"No, why?" He slurred, looking over to the girl. "I have no home!" He threw his hands into the air with a bitter laugh.

[too-hyperforhisowngood]

"Fuck three weeks. Fuck 'em!" He let three weeks of soberness go down the drain, and he's drunk. 

[too-hyperforhisowngood]

Oliver has mild to severe alcohol withdrawal symptoms when he is hung over.

[too-hyperforhisowngood]

"God, I'm exhausted."