Title: Wear Out the Words
Words: 2033
Pairing: Oliver/Felicity, Laurel/Oliver
Genre: Angst/Romance
Status: Done.

Summary: Felicity is throwing a big party and Oliver makes Laurel jealous by making it out that he and Felicity were a couple.

"Hey," She said to Felicity as she got into the party. It was mainly people Felicity knew from work, but Felicity insisted that Laurel would be completely comfortable here. And that there would people to mingle with that would love her.

Felicity hugged her. "God, you look great, babe. God, you need to take me with you when you go shopping,"

Laurel blushed a little. It was a deep v-neck in an emerald green and some dark wash jeans with some silver heels. Really it was nothing. It just looked really fancy. "You don't need any help from me. I'm sure you're beating off men with sticks," Laurel said as she got a drink, a sparkling cider of some kind that had no alcohol in it.

She was actually feeling better about alcohol now, but she wanted to wait a year before she started to even delve back into to the world. She figured that was an appropriate time to see if she could moderate rather than cold turkey and that was still awhile away. She needed to live life without a drink in her hand first to be able to tell herself that she could do it.

"Not like you I'm sure," Felicity said. "I saw that article. Most Eligible Bachelorette in Starling City. It's a huge honor," She said.

"Yeah," It was a nice cover and it was great for her image and great for the image of the justice system, but there was only one person she wanted and he didn't seem to want anything to do with her. "Just waiting for the right man to come along," She said as she saw Oliver perusing in the background.

He saw both of the girls and they both waved at him at the same time and he waved back at them and finished with the people he was no doubt entertaining and then came up to them.

She was about to say hi to him when he went and leaned a kiss on Felicity and then she had to turn around and go find somewhere else to be. Because Felicity really? Could he get a little bit more incestious? Dating the assistant? She loved Felicity, but didn't he have one woman in his life that he just had as a friend that wasn't directly related to him?

Laurel looked at Felicity's book. She'd seen them a zillion times before, but she certainly needed to wedge herself in with people who Oliver wouldn't talk to and book people weren't really his kind of people. She smiled awkwardly to them and looked at her drink and they did the same, carrying on the conversation like she wasn't even there.

She looked over her shoulder and there he is with Felicity and she's laughing and god dammit, why does that give her a knot in her stomach? She wants to know why people do this to other people?

He looks over to her and she looks over at another man and starts to flirting with him. She can tell this makes his blood boil. It should. He was the one who started it.

"So baby, what's your sign?" The random passerby said.

She rolled her eyes, "Stop," She replied as she went to go leave. God, she couldn't take it.

She grabbed her purse off the bar and headed for the door. This party blew. The music was decent, but she didn't drink and everyone was a QC employee except her. "Where do you think you're going?" Oliver as in her ear.

"Home," She told him.

He looked at her with a puzzled expression. "So early?" He asked.

"Well, it's not really my scene. I don't know anyone here. And I have work in the morning." She said, trying to get away from him. It was easier to deal with him when he was across the room making googly eyes at his precious Felicity. Even if it killed her.

He held her wrist, "Look, I can introduce you to people. They'd love to meet you. And you do know people. You're just avoiding them. Which I can't figure out why that would possibly be."

God, he was so stupid sometimes. Why did she like his big stupid face? "You really have absolutely no idea why I'm avoiding the exactly three people here that I do know? And why other people are avoiding me? You have no clue?" She asked him with an absolute no bullshit, no time for that look.

"You think that people are avoiding you?" He asked.

She laughed a little sardonically. "Oliver, I don't think. I know. And I know why. And you would to, if you admitted it to yourself for one minute,"

"You don't," He said, not wanting to finish that statement. "No, that's not what this is. I promise you. Everyone's just intimidated."

She sighed. "Well, try this on for size. I am not intimidated by Felicity or Diggle or you for that matter. And I'm avoiding you. There's a reason for that," She said and took her wrist out of his grasp.

"Are you jealous?" He asked her as he lead her into a room where there was no one and they could talk openly.

She didn't look at him until she did and she growled as she relented to him. "Yes!" She shouted. "I'm jealous, does that make you happy? Does it make you happy that you being nauseatingly cute with your assistant, my friend, upsets the hell out of me? That it makes me want to leave? That it makes me a leper at functions where QC is involved because everyone in Starling knows about you and me?" She asked him as her hands flew into the air.

He grabbed her smooth cheeks with both hands and kissed her, breathing in her sweet scent and relishing in the the minty taste on her lips, probably from all that chocolate candy she'd been eating. She squealed underneath him and he took a step back and looked at her, thoroughly shocked.

"What the hell, Ollie? You can't just do that. You're fucking dating my friend. I don't know what you heard on that damn island, but I am not like my sister, I don't do that." She said as she stepped back toward the wall, a look of fear in her eyes.

He took a seat on the bed. "Don't you get it?" He asked her.

"Get what?" She yelled at him.

He shook his head, "You think Felicity and I could ever?" He asked her and she honestly didn't know.

"You mean," She asked, trying to get to the bedrock of it. "You're not?"

He smiled openly and invited her onto his lap. "I am definitely not dating Felicity. I can't believe you were jealous." He said, flipping her onto the bed. "I think that means you're still in love with me,"

She smiled a little, "Maybe I am, one way to find out," She told him with the a twinkle in her eye that definitely suggested that whatever she had planned, she wanted to show him something devious.

"Oh yeah?" He asked, "How?"

"Kiss me again, you fool," She said with a bit of a laugh and he did. This time it was lighter than the last, languid. Their lips moved lazily with each other and she smiled at him. Yeah, this was definitely more like it.

She moved her kisses down his neck and he gasped. "Laurel," He said. He knew that this was really what she wanted, but they probably shouldn't move so fast. "Come on, Laurel." He whined as she hit a sweet spot and he bunched the sheets up in his hands.

"What?" She asked, looking innocently at him. Yeah, that halo was only held up the devilish smirk on her face. Then of course, there was that top she was wearing.

First of all, it was green and her being wrapped in that green color, just made him sort of proud. She wasn't even his girl tonight and managed to be his girl. And then there was the fact that it was cut to where he could see down the whole thing with the way she was angled on him. "You know, what, forget I said anything," He said as he scooted her closer to his center.

She bit her lip. "You know, you're right, we should go out there and go dance," She said to him as she got off of him.

He looked horrified. "Really, Laur? You're making me go out there," He asked her.

She nodded to him giddily, "Come on. We need to tell your fake girlfriend the good news. And then I want to dance. I promise you can use me as a shield. We'll keep your dignity intact," She told him as she put his arms around her, "Ready?" She asked him.

He nodded. Laurel got what she wanted. That was the way it was. Besides seeing her stew for even a minute was his favorite part of the night, but it also made him sad. But Felicity would be thrilled to hear that they liked each other again. She was all on the Laurel and Oliver are meant to be train. He didn't know where she got it, but best not to question it, especially when she let him do crazy things like make Laurel believe that they were dating for a brief moment so that he and Laurel could get back together.

They made their way back to Felicity who looked like a cat who ate a Canary. "I'm assuming with the way you guys were in that bedroom for way too long that you're coming to tell me that you guys are back together."

Laurel nodded. "Thank you for the kick in the pants," She said to Felicity as she hugged the other girl.

Felicity smiled and wrapped her arms around Laurel. "You'll do the same thing for me when I need it, I expect." She said as she came out of the hug.

"Oh don't you forget it. Sisters for life," Laurel said, fist bumping Felicity and Oliver looked on in a sort of mad fascination.

"Sisters for life." Felicity said. "Now, go celebrated being happy with each other."

"Sisters for life?" He asked them.

They nodded. "We have so much experience that we share. We understand each other like sisters. Get with the program," Felicity said to him and rolled her eyes. "I should go find Digg. He'll want to hear the good news." Felicity said as she took off in the other direction, towards the kitchen where Diggle was no doubt cleaning something because someone had turned something over.

Laurel pulled him to the place where people where dancing and drops of jupiter by train came on. He was glad for it too. He didn't know ho much he could take of Laurel bumping and grinding up against him. Seeing her jealous was an experience, but he wanted to savor this try. "This song reminds me of you," He told her and she blushed. They swayed on the dancefloor happily and he even gave her a little bit of a dip. "I was crazy for ever believing for a second that it wasn't you."

"You were," She told him with a crazy grin on her face, "But you know, no one's perfect. Although, I hear that Starling City's most eligible bachelorette gets pretty close." She winked at him.

"Oh, I"m sure she does," He laughed at her. "I've met her a time or two. She is pretty out of this world."

"Oh," She said in that voice that reminded him that he was in trouble, "If you ever try to pull that trick on her again, she'll flay you alive." She told him and he gulped. He wasn't sure that was an idle threat. He also knew that playing with other women in his life was a dangerous game.

He nodded to her. "I will keep that in mind," He told her. The song ended and he smiled down at her, "You want to get out of here? Maybe go get some food?' He asked.

"Food sounds great."