AN- Hi guys. This is my first full length fanfic. I've never published anything of this length before.
I am not planning on this having any smut, but that might change. This is an Olicity story but like all love stories there will be some obstacles to overcome before they have their happily ever after.

Special Thanks to my RL Beta- Lee. Thanks for sitting and talking me through all my plot holes bud.

Disclaimer- I own neither Arrow and it's characters; nor do i own Something Borrowed

Felicity loved working at Queen Consolidated. She worked on computers which were her one true love; it was close to home and she got to work with her best friend, Laurel; who had been so awesome and gotten them sushi for lunch. Felicity looked at her friend tapping away at her computer ooh-ing over a myriad of high-heeled shoes. That was something Laurel and Felicity had in common. Their love for high-heeled shoes; but while Felicity Smoak was bright colours and lace; Laurel Lance was black and leather.

"Lissy! Come look at this. This one is perfect for your birthday!" Laurel exclaimed, pointing to a pair of 5 inch Louboutins.

Felicity knew it was pointless even looking at them. There was no way she could afford to shell out that kind of dough on a pair of shoes- no matter how gorgeous they were. Working in the IT department didn't really give her a big, fat paycheck at the end of the month.

Laurel saw her best friend's face fall and said, "Oh don't worry Lissy. We'll find some equally gorgeous shoes that won't cause too much of a dent in our bank balance."

They had spent the past hour at Laurel's desk, eating and shopping online. Lissy looked down at her phone and saw the time. She had spent far too long at lunch and she needed to get back to her desk. She quickly shoved two pieces of sushi into her mouth and gave her best friend as kiss on her cheek as she ran out the office. Laurel wiped her face and yelled out, "Gross. That's just bad manners Lissy!" Felicity yelled back, " I always swallow". Too late, she realized. The words had left her mouth and unfortunately had been heard by everyone in the Law department. "Great", thought Felicity, "Now that's something else I'll never be able to live down."

Felicity rode the elevator down to the 18th floor and rushed to her desk. She woke her computer up and looked at her screensaver. It was a picture of Laurel and Felicity at Laurel's sister, Sara's, wedding. They had both been bridesmaids and each other's dates. The photo had been taken while they were dancing, Laurel had her head thrown back laughing at something with her arm around Felicity's neck. She was dressed in a Peach bodysuit covered with gold sequin, her hair tied back into a loose, messy ponytail. Trapped under Laurel's arm, Felicity was looking at her friend with an amused smile on her face. She had on a halter neck dress with a pale peach skirt and the bodice covered with gold sequin matching Laurel's. Sara had pretty much let the girls pick their own dresses as long as they were coordinated.

The wedding had been very high in drama with Sara running around like bridezilla, nearly reducing her maid of honor to tears and Mr. and Mrs. Lance fighting after having a little too much to drink. Laurel and Felicity had basically laid low and stayed close to the bar. Besides the drama, the ceremony had actually been very beautiful. It wasn't too big, the couple having chosen quality over quantity. Felicity remembered thinking that that was exactly the kind of wedding she wanted. Surrounded by her friends and family and her best friend standing next to her as she married the man she loved. At the reception, Felicity and Laurel had taken off their shoes and spent the entire night drinking champagne and dancing with each other. Guys had tried to ask Laurel for a dance or two, but she just waved them away, saying that she was happy dancing with her date.

That night had been one of the best nights of Felicity's life. She was happy and surrounded by love that night.

Even though they were miles apart in personality, Laurel and Lissy were the best of friends. They stuck together through everything, from acne to boys and everything in between.

It was hard to imagine how they had stayed friends the whole time- they had such different lives. Laurel was a ruthless lawyer who looked like a supermodel. She was tall and had beautiful long brown hair that fell in effortless curls; Felicity was the petite IT geek who knew exactly how long it took to get her not-natural blonde hair to behave which is why it was almost always in a ponytail. Even as kids, Laurel had been the popular one. She was always at the center of attention. She went to all the parties and got asked out on dates by the good-looking, popular guys. Everyone adored Laurel; she was good at everything. To top it off, she was smart and a "go-getter". While Laurel was always under the spotlight, little Lissy slipped by almost unnoticed. She spent her nights messing about on her computer, reading sci-fi novels and studying. When they were together, though, they were practically sisters. Over time, their families had practically become one; so when Laurel and Felicity had gotten jobs in the city, their parents rested a bit easy knowing that they had each other to rely on.

Moving to the city had been a massive adventure. Moving in together hadn't even been a discussion. It was inevitable and Felicity had found them an adorable flat that was close to their new jobs at Queen Consolidated. Laurel and Felicity spent the first few months scoring cute and quirky furniture to make their place feel like home. Now Felicity loved nothing more than going home to her beautiful apartment.

Felicity's phone rang, pushing her out of her journey into the past.

After a couple of hours of serious work, Felicity decided to take a break and read some Supernatural fanfiction online. She was so engrossed in the plot-which had gotten slightly pornographic- that she didn't hear anyone come in.

"You do realize that you've been drooling at your computer right?", came an unfamiliar male voice.

Felicity turned around and found herself looking straight into the eyes of one Oliver Queen; billionaire, playboy extraordinaire.

"Uh.. destiel.. I was taking a break." She stammered, a bit confused seeing her boss' son in her lair.

Oliver smiled at this adorable blonde, looking up at him through her bespectacled eyes.

"Don't worry. I won't report you. But maybe you could do something for me in return?" he asked.

"I'll do anything you want." Again. Her stupid brain thought of the worst way to say things.

Oliver laughed, looking at the IT girl, wincing at her words. He had met his share of women, but this one was getting more surprising and intriguing by the second.

"I'm Oliver. Oliver Queen." He held his hand out to her.

"Yes, I know who you are, Mr. Queen. I'm Felicity Smoak." She replied, shaking his hand.

"Please. Mr. Queen is my father. You can call me Oliver."

"Alright then Oliver. What can I do for you?"

Oliver pulled out his Queen smartphone and handed it to her.

"My emails won't load and they said you were the person to talk to about it?" He explained.

Felicity turned the phone on and saw a picture of Oliver with a beautiful brunette on his arm. His new girlfriend, she presumed.

Felicity changed a few settings on his phone and waited for the phone to restart.

"So, how long have you worked at Queen Consolidated?" He asked her, looking to make some small talk.

Before she could answer though, the beautiful brunette from Oliver's picture walked into Felicity's room. She put her arm around Oliver; ignoring Felicity, and said, "Ready to go hun? I'm want to buy a new dress for tonight."

Oliver pointed to Felicity and said; "She's just fixing my email for me. Shouldn't be long. Oh hey. Umm. Helena this is Felicity. Felicity this is my.. um.. Helena."

Helena glared at her boyfriend and put her arm around his waist and said to Felicity, "His girlfriend. I'm his girlfriend."

Felicity cleared her throat and handed Oliver's phone back to him.

"I've changed the settings and you should get your mails on it soon."

He untangled himself from his girlfriend's hold and reached out and took his phone back from Felicity and winked at her.

"Thanks. I'll be sure to come back if there is anything else you can do for me," he teased.

Felicity blushed at his reference to her earlier faux pas and watched as he sauntered out of her office.

Felicity had never met the heir to the Queen Empire but stories of him were consistent in the gossip magazines. He was the car crashing, drunken brawling, partying, womanizer her mother had warned her about.

He was trouble and he had basically just crashed into her life.

Felicity picked up her phone and dialed Laurel's extension, wanting to regale all of the days events to her; but she hung up- changing her mind.

It wasn't a big deal. There was no point telling Laurel about something this silly.

Thank you for reading this! Likes and reviews are always adored and appreciated. Much love and hugs