The next morning Oliver was the first to wake. He woke up to the beautiful site of his fiancé. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen with her blue eyes and now black hair, But the playboy billionare well ex-playboy was worried, he was worried about his beautiful Felicity Smoak and what might happen to her. Since the day she was sick everytime he left her alone something had happened and he didn't like that not at all. Something was up before she was just depressed and started to drink and do drugs but now it was a demonic laugh, braking things,drinking,drugs,sex and just acting absolutely crazy and it was starting to get to him he was ligit scared for her life and sanity he didn't want to send her to the mental institution he would Scratch that could never do that for anything.

After his 'thinking time' he went and made a fresh pot of coffee.The smell of coffee delighted Felicity's nose and soon popped up instead of her normal tank top and pj pants she was in a black lace underwear. Even through her craziness Oliver still thought she was beautiful and that really means something right? "Good morning beautiful" Oliver loved telling her that " good morning" she replied with aa big smile on her face "I see that you made coffe from that damn coffee machine that we somehow have" she was having her morning chat with her fiancé. While getting down a mug she poured the coffee she then went and looked at her alcohol cabinet to grab a bottle of vodka to add with her coffee and Oliver stared at her while she did that "I don't think that's a good idea Felicity" he interrupted her "Hey my apartment..." She replied Oliver just rolled his eyes. While she was babbling about drinking and how she could do whatever she wanted Oliver threw in " I'm supposed to be watching you almost 24/7 ya know that right" "whatever" she sounded like she was a bit pissed at how Oliver was always overprotective but she didn't mind now she loved his company anyway.

He soon got up and walked up to her he wanted to tell her that she was becoming a unhealthy addict to alcohol and that she needs to pike down, but instead they work talking lip to lip in there famous make-sessions. Oliver didn't like that she was distracting him but he couldn't help it her sweet soft lips felt so right on his not so sweet lips and couldn't help himself. Felicity he said as he pushed away but she wouldn't let him this time he did "fe-li-ci-ty we need to talk again" "ugh..Oliver why can't we do something besides talk" Felicity wanted him but he wouldn't give in " no! don't fall for them" Oliver kept telling himself. Soon he picked her up " aw..yay" Felicity was liking where this was going. He sat her down on the sofa when Oliver sat down Felicity was wrapped around him with her legs around his back and hands around his neck "Felicity what's going on in that head of yours" he asked smirking "you dont wanna know" Felicity responded with flirting It was getting to him he really wanted to just give in and give himself to Felicity but he knew that it would get him nowhere on is mission : get into Felicity's head. The young lady started kissing his neck "Felicity please this is important" He was slowly giving in he couldn't help himself "No!" He scolded himself now is not the time he kept repeating to himself also.

After about fifteen minutes of trying to get her to talk she didn't crack the only thing she was into at the time was Oliver and he finally gave in he put his hands on her waist and started..."Damn your to cute" he told the love of his life.