Possible spoilers for 3x15 in future chapters. Maybe not sure how some of this will go but I have the beginning.

Hey it's me. Sorry I haven't posted in a while school is hectic I had a ton of tests last week. Anywho I have like one other story sitting on my computer but it desperately needs edited so sorry. Its just a one shot though. But this idea came to me at, you guessed it, the weirdest time ever. At least it wasn't midnight it was the shower. But you didn't click on this fic to hear me ramble. Sorry this chapter is so short but this kinda just kick starts the story there will be more soon im writing ahead. But I might need feedback help in later chapters you'll see more on that probably next chapter. Ok anyway ill stop talking. No beta so if theres any mistakes feel free to tell me and I hope you enjoy.

Memories or thoughts will most likely be in italics.

Felicity Smoak always prided herself on being strong and independent. Not letting anything hold her back and using her intelligence to prove people wrong and move up in the world.

Then she met Oliver Queen.

She should have known she was in trouble from the start. She knew he was lying in the beginning and what did she do? She got involved because apparently mysteries needed to be solved. She really needed a new motto besides that. That and "my life my choice." Because apparently it really wasn't and the only person to blame for that was Oliver Queen and his infuriating hero complex.

I love you.

Yeah right. Then how come you left? Multiple times, huh? What happened to me never losing you?

She should have known. He lied to her in the beginning and he lied to her when he made that promise. All lies. And those times she fell for them because ever since she met him she somehow lost the ability to have mainly intelligent thoughts because her heart decided to get involved too. Stupid heart. All that has ever happened to it is that it's been beaten, broken, and bruised. And Felicity's pretty sure that's not how hearts are supposed to be treated.

Her father.

Cooper.

Sara.

Oliver.

Cooper again.

Oliver. Again.

There's just too many people on that list and right now it's all too much. She has to handle this the same way she handled her father; diving into her world of computers. And the same way she handled Cooper; changing her hair and clothes, herself.

So Felicity does what Felicity Smoak does best.

She reinvents herself.

So that's it for now. More soon I swear. Please tell me what you think and im just gonna do my disclaimer now so I wont have to again.

I don't own anything except my original ideas.

If I did there would be a lot less explosions.

At Italian restaurants.

With my OTP inside.