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It was late, Felicity was used to this. She seemed to spend all her nights, helping Oliver on whatever his latest mission was.
During this particular night she was designing a program that would allow her to track every name in Oliver's book, this way they would know what everyone was up too, and Oliver could prioritize his targets. Waiting for someone to do something noticeable wasn't working for Felicity. She wanted to be more organized.
Oliver was up in the club. They were having a big night. Some famous DJ was spinning, there was a huge A-List crowd plus there was press everywhere. The club was going to be busy for the next few nights, Oliver had actually worked hard on the events, with a major music festival happening, and Oliver was able to make his club the premiere after party spot, with major acts actually performing there. Sometimes Felicity forgot that Oliver was actually famous and cool.
Felicity was used to the hood version of Oliver: scary and tough.
The door opened and Oliver walked down, he saw that Felicity was busy as usual. He was impressed by her dedication. It had surprised him when Felicity trusted him, especially since she had no reason too, but he was so glad that she did. Oliver was thankful for everything she was doing for him, he was out of touch with technology, and well human contact, but Felicity helped him start connecting with the world again.
"Hey Oliver, how's everything going upstairs, all cool and successful?" Felicity asked.
Oliver wanted to laugh, even when Felicity was calm, she talked more than he ever did.
"Yes, everything is going well."
Felicity turned to actually look at Oliver, he was stunning as always, he wasn't even wearing a jacket. He had a dark blue shirt on, that he rolled the sleeves up to his elbows. The shirt definitely showed off his impressive features. Ever since Felicity seen Oliver without his shirt, her mind would always drift back to the image of him working out. She was a human. The black pants and shoes completed the professional club owner look.
Felicity noticed that she was ogling, she slightly blushed and turned around.
Oliver realized that he relied on Felicity to continue the conversation, he wondered why she turned around, perhaps she was just busy. He wondered if he worked her too hard.
"So are you almost done with the program?" Oliver asked. He smiled brightly at her.
Felicity was surprised that Oliver was continuing the conversation. It wasn't normal. She turned around to see Oliver smiling at her, it was dazzling.
"Um...well the program is going great, I need to finish collecting the data, and there will be some specific changes I want to make, and there is the plugging in of all the names, and then the check to make sure that they are all tracking properly..."
Oliver realized that Felicity was not going to slow down. "Soooo" he interrupted. "Would you like me to pick up some coffee or take out?"
Felicity smiled, she wasn't used to someone asking her if she needed something, she was the one that usually made the coffee runs.
"Thank you, but I am good, I already had dinner, well it was more like a late lunch, and I have been eating a ton of beer nuts." Felicity realized that she was once again rambling and took a deep breath. "What brings you down here?"
Oliver just didn't feel comfortable up in the club. Five years ago he wouldn't have left, but now it felt like a foreign world.
"It was just getting crowded up there." Everyone wanted the old Oliver Queen, and he was good at faking it, but it was tiresome.
"Isn't that a good thing?" Felicity asked, while laughing at Oliver's dilemma. "You spent all this time getting ready for this event."
Oliver chuckled too. "Who knew that after five years on an island, I would become a tiny bit antisocial?"
Felicity wanted to laugh at the joke, seeing as Oliver didn't make them often, but she was worried about him. She wondered if he would ever truly recover from what happened to him on the island, she wished he would open up.
"Being antisocial isn't necessarily a good thing, I would offer to help you with that problem, but I..um...I'm not really good with people either. Though I don't have a good excuse like you. Not that being on that island was in any way good." GOD why couldn't she ever dig herself out of a whole?
Felicity could see that Oliver was staring at her. "What I meant to say was, that if you want to talk about your time on the island or something like that, I'm here. And even though I talk a lot I am a good listener, I promise."
Oliver smiled slightly at the concern. But he didn't even know how to open up to someone. "I always wondered if you realized how much you talked."
Felicity laughed. "I know I always talk a lot, but we all have our character flaws."
Oliver shook his head. "Felicity that's where you're wrong, your personality isn't a character flaw, it just makes you who you are."
Felicity was blushing, and for once at a loss for words. She wasn't used to people not criticizing her babbling. Why did he keep smiling at her like that?
Oliver didn't realize he said anything noteworthy he was just speaking his mind. Why was Felicity blushing?
"Anyways, I have to go back upstairs, when you're done, get me. There is press and crowd outside the club, which can make it dangerous." The tone was clearly protective. Oliver wasn't going to let anything happen to Felicity.
Felicity nodded, and swallowed as she turned back to her screens. She was flustered for a moment, if she hadn't been mistaken, that was light flirting. Felicity decided that was the correct conclusion; she was mistaken.
Three hours later Felicity was satisfied with her work, she realized she needed to get home, she had work in the morning. This was only 4 hours away.
Felicity collected her things as fast as she possibly could, and went up to the club level. She was about to head for the door, when she remembered Oliver's request, she was supposed to find him, but the club was packed, and still in full swing. Would he really mind if she just left? Just as Felicity was about to walk out, Oliver came up to her.
She couldn't hear a word he said, but he motioned her towards the back door, and they exited the club. Felicity's ears readjusted and looked to see Oliver smirking at her.
"Were you thinking of leaving the club without me?"
Felicity tried not to look guilty. "It's just that I have work, and I need sleep like every normal person out there."
Oliver didn't intend to actually make Felicity defensive. "Don't worry, I had my eye open for you. I have the car waiting for you."
Felicity smiled, she hadn't noticed the black town car that was parked in the alley. "You always seem to have everything covered."
She hadn't been looking forward to trying to find a cab.
"Your welcome, don't you need sleep?" Oliver reminded her.
Felicity nodded. "See you tomorrow, or whenever there is a thing, or anything. Bye"
"Good night Felicity." Oliver said softly, watching her walk to the car. Thankfully he had the back alley regularly cleared. He could hear the press shouting at couples, and individuals as they entered and exited the club. One thing that hadn't changed since the island was Oliver's hatred for the paparazzi, they had never left him alone. Granted he always gave them a story, but they were always annoying about it.
Oliver walked back into the club, looking forward to the next time he saw Felicity.
Felicity woke up the next morning, she followed her morning routine, nothing seemed different.
She walked into Queen Consolidated, with her coffee. Felicity was too tired, to see the odd looks some of her fellow workers gave her.
Once in her cubicle of an office, she began her day.
Felicity needed more coffee, so she went to the break room. It was full of her colleagues and friends.
"Hey guys." She said, as she stifled a yawn.
"Long night, huh." Chuck said while laughing.
Felicity nodded.
"What did you do?" He asked. Felicity didn't pick up on the odd behaviour.
"Umm...the usual..." Felicity tried to be nonchalant. She didn't want to say that she was doing IT work for the hood, who happened to be Oliver Queen.
Chuck and the rest of the guys laughed. Felicity was confused. Did she say something funny?
"Didn't have a wild night, with a guy?" Chuck asked, will Steve high fived him. They just want to play with Felicity.
Felicity was so confused...wait...could that mean...no! Felicity grabbed her coffee and walked out as quickly as possible.
"Hey! Where you going? Felicity," Chuck yelled, he hadn't meant to make her feel bad. They all teased each other. When ever any of them had a date, they would make jokes.
Felicity got back to her office, she closed the door, and opened up a search engine, she typed in Oliver Queen.
The results were immediate. The most recent articles read; "Mystery girl, new love?"
"Oliver Queen in an Alley, with a new Woman."
This was not good! Not good at all. Not only was this all wrong, but this could bring up questions, and she was no good at questions! Felicity knew that she would get nervous and then maybe, no likely she would spill some secret that she wasn't supposed to.
O' God there were so many rumours. She had always hated rumours.
And everyone was going to think that she was sleeping with her boss! Well he was kind of her boss, it didn't matter, people were going to be talking about her. Plus there was the whole Oliver of it, he was probably seeing someone, or something like that. He was going to be so embarrassed.
"Hey Felicity." Oliver Queen said.
Felicity almost jumped out of her chair. She didn't even notice the sound of the door opening.
Oliver resisted the urge to laugh. Felicity acted like he had just broken in or something.
"You scared the crap out of me! What are you doing here? Oh Yah it's your company."
Oliver found it funny when Felicity answered her own questions, he was about to answer but she just kept going.
"Well more like your family company, I meant more specifically, why are you here, in my office, at work?" Felicity saw Oliver raise an eyebrow, she took that as a cue to shut up.
"I came to see you." Oliver answered. He had seen the news reports, when Thea shoved them in his face. He walked over to Felicity, and saw her computer screen.
"I see you have been checking up on me."
Felicity blushed, "It's not what it looks like. I mean yes I was looking into you, but only because some people were joking about last night, and I was worried, well about this."
Oliver wondered why Felicity was worried, was it so bad to be linked to him.
"Anything interesting?" Oliver asked, trying to keep it casual.
"Nothing, just pointless gossip. I am so sorry about this. I mean I don't want anyone to think that I am sleeping with the bosses son, or mess up things in your personal life, or you know being linked with you, or"
"Felicity, I couldn't care less about these stupid rumours. And I don't care about be linked to you." I kind of like the idea. Oliver thought to himself. He told himself to shut up. He couldn't afford distractions.
Felicity looked at Oliver with a smile. Oliver was momentarily distracted from his previous thought. Felicity was glad she wasn't some sort of embarrassment.
The two didn't seem to be breaking eye contact.
Chuck walked in. He had wanted to apologize to Felicity about the jokes. He had not expected to see the Oliver Queen in her office, the two of them clearly having a moment.
Oliver saw Chuck immediately and was rather annoyed at the man for walking in, but he straightened up, and looked at Felicity, "I will see you tonight at the club?"
Felicity nodded, not trusting her mouth.
"Perfect" Oliver said walking past an awkward looking Chuck.
"What can I do for you Chuck?" Felicity asked.
"Um nothing, sorry about the jokes." With that awkward answer Chuck walked out.
Felicity wondered what was happening in her life.
I hope u guys like this, sorry for any mistakes I had the idea needed to get it out, next chapters soon