i do not own smallville or the known characters. i own the ned characters and the love plot.
"What time is Oliver getting here?"
"I don't know. He said that he should be finished with all of his meetings by 6."
Charlie looked over at the clock and it was nearly 7. She distracted her mind from worrying about him. He's old enough to look after himself and running a company can't be the easiest job in the world.
Clark looked at his cousin and he knew that she was worrying about Oliver. When she got home earlier she looked so happy. He knew that it had something to do with the fact that he saw her and Oliver swapping saliva. He knew it was a gross way of saying but it made him laugh inside. It was good to see Charlie happy. He hadn't seen her this happy since Nathaniel's last visit. That just reminded him of something.
"When's Nate coming over?"
"What month is it?"
"End of June."
"He should be here soon then. The football season back home just finished. I'll call him later tonight when I know he won't be sleeping."
Charlie smiled at the fact that her brother would be here soon. She missed him. She only gets to see him once a year while he's off work. She loved the fact that he was a professional football/soccer player but she sure did miss him. Other than Aunt Martha, he was the only blood relative she had. Her father walked out on her when she was little and she didn't know him. She only knew that he died when she was 10.
"Okay but its Soccer season."
"I've been calling it football my whole life. Just because I live in Smallville now doesn't mean that I am going to stop calling it football."
Clark stopped there. He knew that he wasn't going to win the fight. He also didn't want to rebuild the way that separated the living room from the kitchen. The last time they had this fight, some sort of energy shield came out of Charlie's body and threw him through the wall. He didn't know if it would happen the same way because that was the first and last time that Charlie did that. He decided to changed the subject to something that he knew would make her smile.
"So where are you and Oliver going tonight?"
"I don't know. He's gotta get here first."
Charlie took a deep breath and she drank the coffee that she had made a few minutes ago. She needed a lot of caffeine if she was going to go out with Oliver tonight. She hadn't had the best of sleeps last night and she slept the two previous nights. She made a mental not to herself not to share a small sofa in Oliver's private jet with him again.
"I'm gonna go upstairs. Shout for me when Oliver gets here."
Clark nodded at her and she took her coffee upstairs. Once she got in her room she slipped out of her pencil skirt and put on a pair of Clarks boxer's that she stole from him a few months ago. (She washed them before she wore them) She didn't care if they were big for her because they were the most comfortable things t wear. She then went into the bathroom and she closed the door. She walked up to the mirror and she took her hair out of it's pony tail and she brushed it. She then took off her make up and her blouse. She put her blouse in the washing basket that sat in her bathroom. When she first moved in, she told Clark that the bathroom was a silly place for the washing basket and he just said that the laundry basket lives in the bathroom. She walked back into her bedroom and jumped when she heard Oliver's voice.
"I guess we're even now."
Charlie didn't know what she was talking about until she felt a draft on her back. She looked down and realized that she took off her blouse without putting a top on afterwards. She quickly turned around so Oliver couldn't see anything else.
"Quick, pass me a top from my top draw under the mirror."
Oliver pulled out a white tank top and he threw it over Charlie's head. She bent down and she quickly put it on. She turned around to face a very cute Oliver. He was still in his suite. He was wearing black pants with a pale blue shirt. He had rolled the sleeves up to his elbows and the first few bottoms of his shirt were open so you could see a little bit of his chest.
"And I thought coming in here to surprise you was a bad idea."
He chuckled at the look that Charlie had on her face.
"Well I'm glad I can amuse you."
"You should do it more often. Where did the tattoo come from?"
He was referring to the unusual pattern that was on the base of Charlie's back. He knew that it was quite new because she hadn't had it in high school.
"Oh my friend designed the pattern in university a few years ago. I always told her that I would have that tattooed on the base of my spine. I then remember going out into town one night and waking up to find that I had it. I didn't remember getting it done. Don't tell Clark I have it. I know he will go mad. That's why I cover it up when I know it's going to be on show."
"Don't worry, I wont tell him. As long as you can keep my secret."
"Ooh, Oliver Queen has a secret. Spill."
He walked towards Charlie and he grabbed a hold of her. He looked into her eyes and he rested his hands on her shoulders.
"I didn't hate you in high school."
Charlie smiled at him and he kissed him lightly on the lips.
"And you think that I did?"
This time Oliver smiled at her.
*****
"Clark can I have some help?"
Clark looked over and he walked to the front door. He opened the door and he saw Oliver holding Charlie in his arms.
"What did you do to her?"
Oliver walked through the door and he turned to face Clark.
"Nothing unfortunately. She fell asleep right beforeā¦"
He suddenly stopped and realized who he was talking to. Clark just looked at him and he gave him a continue-and-you-will-go-through-the-window look.
"I'm just going to take her up to her room."
Oliver quickly leaped up the stairs with Charlie still in his arms before Clark could do or say something. He looked back at the night he had just had. It was great right until Charlie fell asleep on his bed. He was going to leave her but he didn't think that she would be too happy if she woke up in again in his arms. Next time he will make sure that she definitely wanted to sleep in his arms.
He put Charlie on her bed and he took off her shoes. He then looked at his hand and make up was all over it. He laughed and he looked at the bottom of Charlie's spine. Most of her cover up had rubbed off onto his hand when he had lifted her up. He then remembered Charlie in the restaurant. She didn't have any idea what was on the menu because it was in French and she didn't know French. She took Spanish in school. He laughed when she had ordered the horse meat when she thought it was some sort of chicken dish. That was when she marched out of the restaurant and walked into the pizza place across the street in the evening gown that Oliver had bought her a few weeks ago. He gave it back to her and she promised him that she would wear it for one night because she had found out the price of the dress. The best part of the night was when they had finished eating their pizza at his penthouse. It would have been better if Charlie didn't fall asleep the minute her head landed on Oliver's bed.
"Oliver."
"Yeah?"
Oliver turned back to face Charlie but she was still sleeping. It was nice to know that she spoke while she was slept. He started to walk out of the door when he stopped after what he heard her say next.
"Yes, Nate. I'm in love with Oliver Queen."
i love cliff hangers. i will try and put up the next two chapters tomorrow. after that they may not come as often. school is starting on monday and i have alot of revsion for my GCSE's. i'm gonna start to use some ideas fronm the episodes in series 8. i am going to stick to the actual plot of the series like lex is alive and oliver wants him dead. lana may be in a few cahpters but i am not sure about chloe yet. i do know how i want the story to end. xx
