A/N: This will basically be a collection of stand alone one-shots, drabbles, and ficlets. Unless noted/stated, they will not be interconnecting. Also, I have no beta. Mistakes are my own. Hope you all enjoy these.

Disclaimer: this is the work and play of fan fiction. i don't own anything. everything belongs to their respective owners.

take what i can get

summary: one day though, he was going to get her to love him. au.

"Why are you doing this? Why couldn't you have left it alone? We have fun don't we?" She pleads, her voice low bordering on desperation.

"Chloe-" He starts out, reaching out to take a hold of her upper arms only to have her shake him off.

"No." She steps back. "I can't do this. I- I can't love you," she whispers brokenly. "I'm sorry, Oliver."

He's left standing there staring after her as she walks away.

. . .

She kisses him first. Stands on her tip-toes, wraps one of her arms around his neck while she fists his shirt in her other hand and pulls him towards her so she can slant her mouth against his. She traces the seam of his lips with the tip of her tongue and he grants her entrance. The kiss is rough, it's all teeth and tongue and he can taste the bourbon on her lips. He knows he should push her away because she's had one too many drinks but the sensation that's growing in the pit of his stomach stops him. Instead he wraps his arm around her waist, his other hand around the back of her upper thigh and hoists her up. She wraps her legs around his waist and he presses her against the closest wall. She breaks the kiss for a much needed breath of air and Oliver moves his lips down to trace the column of her neck.

"This means nothing," she says breathlessly.

"Absolutely nothing," he murmurs against her skin.

. . .

He squints as the morning sunlight penetrates through the curtains. He turns his head to the opposite direction and his gaze lands on the sleeping blonde's face laying next to him. She looks peaceful with her lips slightly parted and light snoring. He can't help but wonder how someone that looks so serene while sleeping can be so broken.

He remembers the first time he met her, she had been so full of spirit, so full of hope.. of trust. Now, she holds everyone at arms length.

Ever since Jimmy she hasn't been the same and he can see why the death of a loved one can cause so much damage. He's been through enough heartache to understand why she's built wall after wall.

A thought creeps into his mind as he stares at her and he can't help but hate the possibility. He doesn't know what he'd do if she decided to break things off between them. Last night he had realized that this thing with Chloe meant more to him than he had thought. She meant more to him.

He knew that with her walls up, she'd never feel the same and it broke his heart. He'd rather have this than nothing at all so for now he would take what he could get.

One day though, he was going to get her to love him.

fin.