Hey everybody! I really have fun writing short Olicity's story, so I will post them here. And I hope you will like them, as much as you liked the first one ;)

This one is about Oliver and Felicity's first kiss. Tired to hide his feelings, Oliver decides to take his chance, but Felicity's reaction is unexpected.

Please tell me what you think and don't forget that English is not my first language. So I'm very sorry for my mistakes!

"What was that?" was Oliver's first reaction.

It was the middle of the night and he couldn't sleep. His day had been pretty intense. He fought with his mother, had an argument with Laurel and had to endure Isabel during a meeting with investors.

But the worst part of it was when Felicity almost died, hit by a car. It had nothing to do with the Arrow, but Oliver couldn't help but feel guilty.

She was joining them in the foundry when the car hit her. She lay unconscious on the pavement of the street a few minutes, before the arrival of the ambulance.

When he learnt about the accident, Oliver rushed to the hospital with Diggle, worried and unable to stay calm.

And when he saw Felicity on her hospital bed, eyes closed, he badly wanted to put an arrow through the guy who hit her.

But it was finally more fear than harm and the doctor told him that she was only injured on the shoulder and that just would be fine. She needed some rest but she had been allowed to leave the hospital and go home.

Oliver asked her to come with him in the Queen's mansion, but she declined the invitation, telling him that she would be better in her own bed.

But after he left her, he felt the need to go back.

The idea of losing her made him realize that he couldn't live without her and that it was time for him to act like a man.

So, there he was, at 3 in the morning, in her living room, shocked by what had just happened.

"Did you just slap me?" he asked.

"I did" Felicity said, almost as shocked as him. She was looking at him with her bright blue eyes, and even if she was definitely tired because of her injury, she was beautiful.

"Why did you do that?"

"Well, Oliver, you just kissed me, how was I supposed to react?" she answered, not angry at all about the situation, but a little confused.

"I don't know, kiss me back?" he said with his most charming smile. But if he seemed confident, inside, he was trembling, hoping that he didn't screw up the only good thing in his life.

"Kiss you back? Oliver, why would I do that?"

"Because that's what you want since you met me, I guess" Fine Oliver, you are totally screwing this up.

Don't act like that playboy billionaire, he thought. Tell her the truth, tell her that you can't control your heart when she smiles at you. Tell her you wake up thinking of her, of her legs, of her lips, of her hair. Tell her you can't live without her and that you will die for her. Tell her you hate when another man put his hands on her, or even when another man look at her with desire. You should be the only one alone to look at her like that.

"Okay, Oliver, let me look your pupils" Felicity said, putting his face in her two hands.

"What?"

"You are totally drunk, or drugged. So I need to check your pupils" she continued, now staring at him.

"Felicity, I'm not drunk, or drugged" Oliver told her with that smile he only keeps for her.

"Then, what is this all about? Because I see no good reasons for you to kiss me" Felicity might be a genius, but when it was about Oliver and his feelings, she was totally lost.

"I'm tired" he whispered, taking her hand.

"Oh, okay, give me two seconds and I'll give you a pillow. You can't sleep on my couch, it's not very comfortable, especially for tall men like you. Do you want to eat something or can you wait? Because it's the middle of the night, I'm tired too so maybe we can just go to sleep… not together I mean. You on the couch, me in my bed…"

"Felicity" It was now Oliver who was staring at her. God, even when she was babbling, she was incredibly pretty. Even in pajamas, without make-up, she was. She was the most amazing women he had ever seen.

"I don't want to go to sleep" he said, "I'm tired of hiding me feelings for you". He took his second hand, caressing her fingers gently and not leaving her gaze.

"There are plenty of good reasons for me to kiss you" he continued, now touching her hips. For the first time in her life, she had nothing to say.

"First, I like your lips" he said, touching them with his inch.

"I like their taste" he was now so close to her he could feel her breathing. They were almost nose to nose.

"I like the sensation of you in my arms" he whispered.

"I like the idea of you and me. Because I want a you and me, a us. I don't want to lose more time pretending we can't be together. It's hurting me, and I'm pretty sure it's hurting you. And I'm sorry for that by the way"

"Are you telling me that…" Felicity asked but couldn't finish her sentence.

"I'm telling you that I love you" Oliver said, his lips grazing hers.

"That's a pretty good reason to kiss me" Felicity said, wrapped in Oliver's arms while he was kissing her passionately. "But just so you now. I will definitely slap you again, if you screw this up"

"I'll never screw this up Felicity. Never".