Hey guys I'm starting on a new project (story) that takes place after 3x9 oh and did anyone else cry during that episode? I did!
Disclaimer: I do not own Arrow because if i did...SPOILER ALERT (arrow would not be dead)
Chapter 2
It has been two weeks since Oliver had came to see Felicity the night of the accident and he hasn't said anything and that was bothering Felicity.
"He can't just...play with my emotions like that...we had a moment back there!" She explained to her computers not aware that Oliver was comming down the stairs.
"We did?" He smirked.
"OLIVER!" She exclaimed as she jumped hitting her knee on the desk and falling backwards in her chair. "Ow!" She whisper scowled herself. "This is your fault that i hit my head and my knee." She glared at him. "I...need to get a bell on you! Yes! Best. Idea. Ever. Okay so I think there's probably one i can get on amazon..." She said as she abandoned her chair and went back to her computers limping slightly.
"Felicity, are you okay?"
"Yes now I'm going to go look for a bell for you." She said not turning to face him.
"Fe-lic-ity." He said slowly. "I heard what you said back there..." He whispered in her ear.
"Wh-What?" She stammered. "I-I don't know what you're talking about..." She said breaking eye contact that he had made with her.
"I'm not trying to play with your emotions. I just think that..."
Felicity cut him off. "Yeah, I know. I've heard it all before. All this 'Because of the life I lead' or is it 'I don't want to ruin you with my darkness'?" She asked him. She didn't mean it to sound as mean as it did but it did and she could see the hurt in his eyes. "Oliver I'm..."
"No, Felicity you're right. Because of the life I lead I..."
"Can't be with someone I really care about." Felicity finished. "I've heard it all before." She gave him a wry smile. "Well...um...The parents sent me this bottle of really good champagne for saving their kid and unless you want me to get completely drunk..." She said as she pulled a bottle of champagne out from under her desk.
"I'd love to." He said offering her a smile.
He went over and got two small wine glasses and sat down next to her by her desk, pulling up another chair. He poured them each a glass and the took a sip. Felicity humming in appreciation. "This...is really good wine. If I had to get in another car accident-" She stopped. She looked to Oliver who's jaw was clenched and fist gripping the wine glass. "Oliver. I am so sorry. I didn't mean it. It just slipped. I was speaking metaphorically. I swear, I'll be way careful on the road." She said quickly.
Oliver took a deep breath, "It's okay. And about that night...what did you mean by 'I have a type'?" He asked amused as Felicity stopped mid sip and turned as red as the wine.
"Uh, well..." She laughed nervously looking for a way out as Oliver just chuckled at her and amusement.