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Oliver stood right in front of her with loving eyes.

"Hey." Oliver said simply, his eyes focusing only on her.

As Felicity looked into his bright blue eyes, her heart skipped two or three beats. And while she stood there motionless, trying to form any kind of coherent sentence Felicity failed to do so. That was a simple task right? To form a simple sentence? How difficult can that be? Right? Well her head and voice clearly weren't in the mood to obey her instructions. Usually she couldn't stop talking and now she can't even say hi or hello.

Oliver took one step towards her and closed the gap between them. He had a worried look on his face.

Oh, God! Why is he standing so close? As his delicious scent invaded her nostrils, she licked her lips.

"Felicity, are you alright?" He asked, his voice filled with worry.

She gulped, her throat feeling extra dry and then she nodded.

"Are you sure? Cause you look kind of pale." He stated.

And then it happend. Oliver grabbed her hand gently and brought it to his lips. As he softly placed a kiss on her hand, Felicity's knees gave out.

Oliver was fast and grabbed her on her upper arms.

"Easy, Felicity. Let's have a seat." He said and helped her walk to the balcony.

"You need some fresh air." He stated matter of factly.

While Oliver went to the fridge to grab her a bottle of water, Felicity closed her eyes and took deep breaths. As her heart rate slowed down a bit, she scolded herself.

'Felicity, control yourself okay? It's just your boss, not the prince of Spain!'

Oliver came back with her water and handed it to her.

"Here you go, Felicity. 1 bottle of water."

She drank half of it and avoided his gaze by looking at the view.

Oliver smiled and said." It's beautiful right?"

She nodded and looked him in the eyes." Yes it is, this place is breathtaking."

After a few silent moments, Felicity had gained some control over her voice.

"Does this place remind you of the island where you were stranded? Not that you can compare that island to this one. Cause we are in Gran Canaria at the moment, not your island. I didn't mean as in your island, cause you don't own it. What I mean is... I'll just shut up now." She babbled, while Oliver watched her with a twinkle in his eyes.

"And by the way... What in heaven's name are you doing here, Oliver?"

A sigh escaped his lips, as he contemplated what to say. He had to use the right words. He didn't want to scare her away again.

"Felicity, I have to tell you something. Please give me the chance to explain myself. It's not easy for me, but I have to tell you how I feel." He said with pleading eyes.

'No, no, no! This can't be happening now! She isn't what he deserves. He deserves better. 'Felicity thought.

With all the courage she could gather, she looked him straight in the eyes and lied. " I want us to be only friends and nothing more, Oliver."

Felicity felt her heart break into a million pieces, cause it hurt to lie. But this was for the best.

Oliver couldn't believe his ears and shook his head. He thought that he experienced pain, but physical pain was nothing compared to the pain he felt at this very moment. This pain was far worse than anything he'd ever experienced.

Felicity forced her tears back and just couldn't bear to see him hurt like that. She stood up and tried to flee. But Oliver went after her and lightly grabbed her hand. Felicity stopped in her tracks and closed her eyes tightly.

"Oliver, please don't. Let me go." She begged, her voice a mere whisper.

"Look at me please? And would you care to explain to me why you are lying to me? Felicity?"

She turned around and looked up at him, a tear rolling down her cheeks. Oliver intertwined their fingers together and squeezed gently.

At that very moment Felicity felt like she could tell him. Maybe if she told him about what had happened to her 8 years ago, it would help her recover in some way. Maybe it was time to share it with someone. Someone so close to her heart. Felicity was so, so tired of carrying this weight alone on her shoulders. She let out one deep breath and decided that it was time to tell him.

"I was 17 and..." she began, but was cut off by a voice with a Spanish accent.

"Felicity? Are you there? You are so gonna enjoy, oh! You're not alone." Damien said.

At that moment, Felicity was panicking again and regretted that she stupidly was about to tell Oliver her secret.

"Is he your boyfriend?" Damien asked.

Oliver silently looked at the other man like he wanted to strangle him. No, he looked at him like he wanted to shoot an arrow, correction... he wanted to shoot 3 arrows at him.

"My boyfriend? No! He's my friend... my boss actually. Damien this is Oliver. Oliver this is Damien. " she hastily introduced the 2 men.

They shook hands, but Oliver had an expressionless look on his face. He was being his broody self again.

"Anyway, let's go Damien. I want to take that walk on the beach while it's still light out." She said, her voice trembling heavily.

She hoped that Oliver didn't notice it. But ofcourse he had noticed the tremble in her voice. He's the vigilante who's always on full alert.

"Okay, let's get out of here then." Damien said, smiling at Felicity.

"Uhumm... Oliver, can you lock up for me please?" Felicity asked and walked out the door with her guide.

Oliver couldn't believe this just happened. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. Who is that Damien anyway? He was going to do a background check on him. He didn't trust the guy. His teeth were too white and his smile was too fake!

But more importantly; what was it that Felicity wanted to confess to him? He had to find out what it was. Oliver had a feeling that it was the reason why she fled Starling City and wanted to hide here in Gran Canaria. He locked the door and was determined to find out what had happened to Felicity 8 years ago.