Jack & Ollie

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*explicit language, material, and mentions of sex, drugs, and alcohol use*

After speeding to the nearest hospital, Jack was admitted, while Ollie waited anxiously for an update.

The doctor came out of Jack's room, and told him the entire list of substances found in his system.

"Besides the high levels of alcohol we found, there were also traces of cocaine, heroin, marijuana, ecstacy, and anti-depressants." Do you know if  the anti-depressants were prescribed?"

"No ma'am, we only just met like 30 minutes ago." The doctor sighed and showed him into the room.

He sat by Jack's side for the entire night, until around 5 am when Jack finally woke up.

"Psst."

Ollie woke up suddenly, still half asleep and groggy.

"Why are you out of bed dude?"

Jack didn't respond but just grabbed Ollie's arm and pulled him towards him, and then within seconds they were running out of the room.

When they exited the hospital, Ollie had so much confusion in his eyes, but also a speck of liveliness.

"What the fuck are we doing?" Ollie said.

"If they found out my name and called the police I would go to the slammer for a long fucking time, and I'm not risking it bro." Jack replied, out of breath.

"It'd only be your first offense, they'd probably let you off easy." Ollie said staring at him, half-confused, half amused by his soft skin.

"Who the fuck said it's my first offense?" Jack snortled.

Ollie looked scared now. He could tell how risky of a person this is, and how getting involved with him would probably be a slippery slope, but the heart wants what it wants.

(Another cheesy love cliche.)

They got into Ollie's car, and just drove. No destination, but only a promising start, hoping that they'd end up somewhere interesting.

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