Title: Love story au.
Category: Arrow
Genre: Alternate history
Ship: Olicity
Disclaimer: I own neither the characters from this story nor the show from which they originate
Chapter-1
From Oliver's POV
A year had passed since the tragic incident had taken place. Unable to cope with the misery of losing the person who meant the world to me, I was looking for a change. Fortunately, a project in starling city gave me a ray of hope to that much needed change. I availed that opportunity and boarded the company's jet to fly home and bid Russia goodbye. It was the end of December and starling city was witnessing winter. It was noon when I reached home. Everyone seemed happy to see me, especially considering I'm home just in time for Christmas which almost never happens since I left starling few years back. Everything feels different, the tense atmosphere around us or is it only me? The stares I receive when I blank out from conversation, the happiness and love from their smile directed to me makes me feel awfully strange. I guess that happens when you are irreparably damaged inside. I was feeling suffocated, I didn't know what to tell or to speak, so I excused myself to my room.
The next morning I was at my new was a private one considering I'm a co-CEO and all. My dad Robert Queen introduced me to the staffs. I was appointed a new executive assistant and a bodyguard/driver. Considering my past I expected people to treat me as the same old idiotic boy but surprisingly none of them treated me that way in the office. My guess was that the five years in Russian part of the company's success has really changed people's opinion on me. The initial few weeks passed well. Primarily, my task involved meeting people, discussing pros and cons and etc...etc…I even managed to befriend my bodyguard/driver John Diggle considering the time he spends with most people consider being friends with one's bodyguard/driver is weird but yeah we became really good friends. After few weeks into work dig knew me well by now and he always manages to drag me for lunch whenever I get immersed in my work. He was also the only person besides Tommy of course, to know what really happened in Russia, well most part of it. My task for the day was almost complete when I hear Tommy enter the room.
'Let's go for lunch,' Tommy suggested. "There is this place where they sell the best burgers in town and man it's a shame if you don't eat one. Oh! And also did you know that the Bowen's are visiting tomorrow and also did you happen to know why I had such death threats received from Thea and a so called best friend 'back after 5 years of mystery' in case if I don't attend THE DINNER with the Bowen's."
I smile at Tommy and walk towards the elevator as he talks. Tommy and I were always close but when I came back from Russia, it was difficult for us to be close like we once were. We had our ups and downs but somehow we made it through. Both of us started to accept the changes in each other and know he is one of the people I trust the most. Tommy and I join dig for lunch. Diggle and Tommy had struck an unusual friendship, bonding over my broodiness as they call it. Diggle bought the car around and we want on our way to grab our lunch.
Carly, dig's sister-in-law bought us our usual. After lunch we were on our back to Diggle reversed the car, my eyes caught someone-someone's back, to be precise. She was a girl, coming out of the burger shop. I was riveted by her-those sleek puma shoes under the black denim which ran up her legs before slipping under an overcoat. Her blonde hair in a perfect ponytail that reached a little below her shoulders. But all this were not the reasons I why I noticed her. There was something about her that caught my attention but I couldn't put a word for what it was. From a distance about twenty feet, and the fact that she had her back towards me, I could notice only a few things about her. I don't know why, but for some unknown reason I had an urge to look at her face. But then dig drove the vehicle out of the spot we were in and I missed my chance. Tommy noticed me and raised his eyebrows questioningly. "Nothing." That said, the three of us got busy in a conversation of our own. Then as soon as I reached QC, I got busy with my work.
At night, when I was lying in bed. I finally relaxed. All the days' event came back to my mind. The meeting, lunch, and thinking about lunch my thoughts were transferred to the mysterious blonde I had seen outside the burger shop whom I had failed to see that afternoon. I thought of the weird anxiety I had while trying to see her face. I thought of how I seemed to have a strange connection with her. I thought about the time I came back home for Christmas. I thought about the snow. I thought about Russia. I thought of my past. I thought of shado…..