'Felicity catches Oliver eating mint chocolate chip ice-cream without her (gasp!)

A prompt by solicity97. Thanks so much :)I was rewatching 3x07 and I thought of this.

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Dinner with Diggle and Lyla had made Oliver think about what was most important in his life. After seeing Felicity kiss Palmer, he knew he had to do something before he lost her. He saw the look of love on both Lyla and Diggle's faces as they ate and talked about ARGUS and it plans. All he could think of was that he had to go and see Felicity and tell her how he felt and that he wanted what his best friend had: a family, with the woman he loved.

He got up out of his chair and said, 'Excuse me guys. There is something important that I have to do.'

'Is everything OK?' asked Diggle.

Oliver wanted to tell him that he was about to let Felicity know how he felt but something told him that this was Diggle's plan all along. 'Yes, I just need to sort something out. I'll see you later.' He gave Lyla a hug and thanked her for the food and hospitality and then shook Diggle's hand and said, 'Thanks man'

'No worries and good luck' Diggle replied with a smile and wink. He had brought Oliver to his place so that he could show his best friend that he could also have the life that he himself was living. To be honest, Diggle knew what it felt to not allow himself to love the woman who loved him. He had spent so much time trying to track down and kill Deadshot that he felt that would have 'time' for a relationship with Lyla. He was so glad that he had allowed himself to love her as a beautiful baby girl had been the product of their love. All he wanted to do now was to show Oliver that he could have the same. With that thought, he heard the front door close as he knew that Oliver was about to make the best decision of his life. He couldn't help but smile knowing that he wouldn't have to see, hopefully as long Oliver didn't screw tonight up, his two best friends dance around their feelings and be together.

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Oliver had left Diggle's apartment and went down to his car. He unlocked it and sat inside contemplating about the decision that he had made and the actions he was about to take. He was about to tell Felicity how he felt and hoped that she hadn't give up on him. Oliver couldn't bear to live his life knowing that she was in another man's arms.

With that thought in mind, he started the engine and went to Felicity's flat.

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Felicity unlocked the door to her flat and slouched on her couch thinking about what she had done. SHE HAD KISSED RAY PALMER! That was it, right there. No going back now. She had felt guilty because she had just kissed a man that she knew she didn't love. For whatever reason, she felt like she should call Oliver and apologise but her conscience was telling her something else:

Think of alll the times that you've seen him with other women. Not once did he apologise about hurting your feelinsg. Oh and that 'because of the life that I lead' speech that he gave after sleeping with that leggy model Isabel. You girl, should give up and be with a guy that appreciates you for what you do and who you are. Yes, don't feel guilty about moving on with Ray Palmer'

'But I am not really moving from Oliver if I wasn't even in a relationship will him', she said out loud unknowingly.

Tears had begun to form in her eyes. Why couldn't Oliver see how she felt and be with her? All she wanted was for the man whom she loved, to love her back. But she knew that while he was this crusade, for however long that may be, he would never let himself love her and she was not going to sit around pining for him like some desperate psycho.

She decided that she needed an early night, any Arrow-related business would have to wait for tomorrow. Felicity went into the shower and started to take out all the pins from her hair. She slowly unzipped her blue couture dress and let it drop to the floor. She stepped into the shower and turned on the shower allowing the hot water to soothe her feelings. The sound of the water drained out her crying. She vowed there and then that she would not allow Oliver Queen to reduce her to a bundle of tears again but she allowed herself one last moment to fantasise about the life she was not likely to have with Oliver Queen.

Her fantasies were cut short by a knock at her door. For a few moments she didn't answer the door, thinking it was someone random but that thought soon changed when she heard the words, 'Felicity it's me, Oliver. I need to talk with you.'

Fear went through her veins as she thought about having to face him. A small part of her wanted to tell him how good it felt to be kissed by someone who didn't dangle maybes immediately after having any sort of contact with her. She got out of the shower, quickly dried herself and ran to her room to find some clean clothes.

She opened the door and saw Oliver Queen, the man who had reduced her to nothing mere moments ago.