I just started watching arrow and I love love love Olicity, and I know I useally write young justice, but I'm started to branch out. This story is going to be alittle one-shot. To help me get over my writers block.
This takes place a few days after the episode: "Time Of Death"
Disclaimer: I do not own Arrow
You and Only You
Oliver's P.O.V
I finished sparring with Sarah and Diggle and they started to talk about their different techniques. I started to look to the side of the room where Felicity's computers were. That's weird...the chair's empty. I looked around and finally spotted her. She was hanging on to the pull up bar and was struggling to pull herself up. I walked over to her and watched her alittle more closely, she didn't seem to notice.
"Come on Felicity." She mumbled to herself. "I-can...do this." She said to herself, she lifted a few inches higher. "I...can't do this." She mumbled and let go falling from the ground.
No P.O.V
"Felicity, what are you even doing?" Oliver asked her.
"I'm working out Oliver, haven't you ever seen a girl do that?" She asked furiously.
"Yeah, I mean Sarah and Laura but...you?" He asked totally confused.
"Of course you would bring up the Lance girls!" She scoffed stomping over to the punching bag, Oliver following behind.
"What's that suppose to mean?" He asked her.
"I'm...sorry...working out here! Cant here you!" She screamed punching the bag with all her might but not doing anything. At the word 'you' she punched really hard, making her knuckles crack. She pulled it back to examine it.
"Felicity, let me see. Are you okay?" Oliver asked examining her knuckles. Felicity pulled her hand out of his. "Want me to wrap you up?" He asked. He saw the blood.
"I got it." She shot back as she walked over and grabbed the first aid kit.
"Fel-ic-ity, What is the matter?" Oliver asked.
"I'm trying to get in shape Oliver." She replied emotionless. "And if I have to get hurt while doing it, that's fine with me!" She huffed, flinching while she wrapped up her small wound. "Why don't you go sparring with Dig and Sarah. Oh or ask Sarah to help you research that new lead. She's better at everything!" Felicity said tears falling from her eyes.
"Felicity, this again..." Oliver said warmly. Walking up to her and caressing her cheek. "I told you...your my girl."
"I know I'm your girl but...I-I still feel left out..." She sighed.
"What do you mean? Your the best of us all, Felicity. You are such a bad-ass computer whiz, and now you got a bad-ass bullet scar." Oliver comforted.
"Really? You think I'm bad-ass?" She asked.
"Duh." He chuckled.
"Then why don't I get to spar with you or Diggle or Sarah anymore. Why don't I get to go on the field?" She asked crossing her arms.
"Felicity." He said. "I don't want you to get her...Felicity...I love you." He said quietly, hoping that she wouldn't hear.
"Well, Mr. Queen. You always know what to say." She said giving him a peck on the cheek.
"Well, Felicity...It'll always be you...you and only you." He replied.
How was my first Arrow FANFIC please review!
~TheYJwriter