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She didn't update.
But I had no time!
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My Twelfth Grade started.
And it's a bitch. They have been grilling us so hard plus I study five hours in school and the worse part? It's only four days in.
Ah, studies.
BUT I HAVE SO MUCH TO RANT ABOUT!
PaleyFest- Jajajaja, how adorable is Emily? And David with the whole Oliver finding his island and "Put a ring on it." And and fellow Canadians hahaha.
Flash Panel – Idk how many times have I watched that kid repeat the introduction of Flash.
Can I just say that Aisha Tyler rocks? Amazing. The paleyfest would have been so boring without her.
IS ROY GOING TO DIE? I'M GOING TO SUE THE ARROW WRITERS. I THOUGHT THAT SARA WAS THE PERSON TO BE KILLED THIS SEASON. I'M STILL NOT OVER TOMMY!
NO, JUST NO. NO LANCE, NO ROY.
KILL FELICITY.
THEN SHOW US OLIVER.
THEN BRING HER BACK.
BRING. HER. BACK.
I LOVE HER.
3X17 TODAY BITCHES :D "LOVE IS A BULLET" FOCUS ON OLICITY AND SHE CATCHES THE BOUQUET.. *CRIES IN A CORNER*
MY SHIP SAILS.
OLICITY HAPPINESS IN 3X16. AH, AH. PALMER GO TO HELL. IT'S OLICITY!
"As long as you're in my life, I'm happy."
DID SHE JUST SAY I LOVE YOU TO OLIVER IN A TWISTED WAY.
*NODS HEAD VIGOUROUSLY* YES SHE DID.
AND
SHE BROUGHT HIS LIGHT AGAIN.
FELICITY MEGHAN SMOAK, BITCHES.
Thea and Merlyn.
I like Merlyn. Although if they have to kill a character in 3x20 it might as well be him. But what is it with daddy issues in Arrow?
Laurel, Lance doesn't talk to her.
Felicity, father left WHO IS REALLY HOPE IS THE BIG BAD IN SEASON 4. OLICITY MOMENTS PLUS BRTAVA OLIVER.
GOD PLEASE.
Thea, father drugged her to kill a family friend.
Go daddies!
CAPTAIN AMELL! 3X20 DAMN SO EXCITED. I WANT AN I LOVE YOU FROM FELICITY AND MAYBE EVEN SOME *COUGH* *COUGH*
AHHHH SO MUCH IN THE FANDOM. EXCITED AND MAMA SMOAK. DON'T KILL LANCE.
SMOAKLANCE
AND AND FOUNDRY DESTROYED. NO NO NO ..OLCIITY FERN? *TEARS ROLL DOWN* SALMON LADDER *GASPS*
THEY ARE SO MANY THINGS THAT POINT OUT THAT ROY IS DYING. MY HEART JUST BREAKS
"DON'T ABANDON ME."
"NEVER."
MY EYES ARE SWEATING
DEADSHOT IS BACK. I LOVE HIM. OUR MATCHMAKER.
I SHIP CUPIDSHOT.
"MY HERO."
I JUST FOUND ANOTHER SHIP
SIGH
AS IF OLICITY, BELLARKE, DARVEY..AND MANY MORE AREN'T ENOUGH.
I STILL MISS KLAROLINE.
AND SO ANGSTY.
HUH
ALSO, REMEMBER WHEN I ASKED YOU GUYS ABOUT SNOWBARRY AND WESTALLEN.
I JUST HAD A REALIZATION.
EVERYONE ON FLASH IS SHIPPABLE WITH EVERYONE.
I SHIP SNOWBARRY MORE THOUGH.
OKAY, OKAY.
STILL WITH ME?
GOOD.
*THROWS PICTURES OF FELICITY COMFORTING AND DOING THE SEXY WALK WITH OLIVER*
*Throws video clips of Stephen saying Emily is Emily and we love Emily.*
RANT OVER –
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"Does it hurt?"
"Not as much as somethings." – Oliver Queen, 2x02, Arrow.
Chapter Nine : Settling Things.
They are some things in life you realize later on.
Well, the typical meaning of later on being in the next few hours.
It's mostly your ego that refuses to accept it.
Just like Ray Palmer did.
Well, minus the ego part.
He did agree with his wife about going back to Central city and finally providing Felicity with the opportunity to get closure. He appreciated it and thought it was the right choice to make.
But then the night came in.
And so did weird thoughts. Thoughts that scared the crap out of him. It is often said that girls have the nature of overthinking, but guess what?
So did men.
He kept on thinking about worst case scenarios. He honestly wouldn't have minded leaving if the situation was stable but with tomorrow being an important day for her, he was hesitant. It was an important day for all of them. He still remembered it and as much as it hurt him, he knew he had to keep her above him.
And he was.
Which is why he was scared. Scared of leaving her alone and as much of a great day it was, he knew that emotionally it would affect her and especially with the suggestion that Courtney had expressed the day before, it was going to be a big one.
And he wanted to be there for her.
…
"We're not going." Ray declared the minute he entered the room. Felicity had left seconds ago and Ray finally had the opportunity to tell Courtney that they weren't leaving.
Telling.
Not asking.
Courtney blinked, her hands stopping mid-air, her fingers tightening on the cloth she was holding, "What?" She asked as she threw Ray's shirt in the suitcase clumsily.
"We're not leaving." Ray repeated, his tone firm and Courtney's eyebrows hiked up, "And may I ask what made you change your mind overnight?"
Ray's eye flickered towards the ground momentarily before he looked up, "She needs us."
Realization dawned on Courtney as her face softened, "I know, Ray. But you've got to trust me on this-"
"Your trust can go to hell!" He told her, his voice raised and Courtney flinched before regaining her momentum, "Don't raise your voice at me." She stated firmly while crossing her arms across her chest. Ray rolled his eyes, "Court, why don't you understand-"
"Why don't you understand?" She moved her arms in the air to create emphasis, "She needs to do this alone, Ray. This was our fight but now it is just hers! She needs to face it on her own!" Ray glared at her as he patted his right foot against the floor, "Don't think that I don't know what you're doing."
Courtney blanched, "I'm sorry?"
"You want them to get back together." He stated and Courtney bit her lip before replying, "I just want her to confront the truth. If she faces one truth, she'll be emotionally be ready to face the other one. We need to stop babying her Ray. She has to face this alone, Ray." She tried to put her point forward and Ray rubbed a hand across his face, "Courtney, you don't get it-" He pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Then help me get it." She told him and she walked towards him, "What's wrong?"
"I saw the way she was before, Court. You all still don't know the entire story-it's complicated. I can't risk it." He shook his head frantically, "I can't risk her falling into the same pattern again."
Realization dawned on the brunette, "You're afraid she'll try to commit suicide again, aren't you?"
Ray took a deep breath, "Yes." He answered her after a moment of silence, "I'm afraid she'll coil into herself again."
"She won't," Courtney countered, "She was vulnerable then, Ray. She regrets that decision, she is a strong woman. She won't falter, we'll make sure of it." She paused, "But we can't always baby her, can we? It's been three years, if not now then when?" She asked him and Ray sighed, "I-I don't know." He mumbled before pressing the heels of his palms on his eyes, "I don't know."
"She'll make it through, Ray. She will. We are there for her either way. She is strong, has always been." Ray nodded his head twice, "She has always been strong, Court. But what happened years ago had shook her-" he blinked rapidly as a realization dawned on him. A second later, he turned around promptly leaving the room.
"Where are you going?"
"Making sure she doesn't falter." He repeated her words before he made a beeline towards the door.
It's about time he pays someone a visit.
….
Courtney bit her lip as she walked out of the room, her hand lingering on the banister. She saw her husband's retreating figure climbing down the stairs and she sighed as she realized what he was up to.
In a way he was doing the right thing, but on the other hand the consequences of his actions could be bad. If there was anything that she learned at the funeral was that Oliver Queen hated Ray Palmer.
Just like he hated him.
Her lips formed an 'o' shape as she let out a deep breath, her hand tightening on the railing. She let it go a second later, turning around.
She needed to meet someone too.
…
Courtney bit back a retort as she clambered out of the cab after shoving some money into the driver's hand.
Felicity wasn't lying when she said that Starling City's cab services sucked. Ah, why did Ray have to send the driver back to Central City?
Yeah, because they were supposed to go back.
And now she might not be sure about that too.
Ahh!
The only good thing out of this situation was that she had finally reached her destination, an hour late though but she was happy.
She blinked, her hands pushing the glass door as she entered Big Belly Burger. Her eyes shifted towards the counter before she stalked towards it. There were huge lines in front of the counter and she briefly wondered how popular this place was when in the noon itself there were so many people present there.
She chose to stand beside it and question a waiter who was at the opposite end and clearly wasn't busy. "I am looking for Ms. Carly Diggle." She hoped she got the name right and almost bit back a grin as the waiter nodded.
He pointed behind her and Courtney turned her head. Mumbling a thank you in his direction, she walked towards the lady the guy had pointed at. She reached her, stopping when she realized that she was talking to the couple sitting on the table.
She waited.
And waited.
Two seconds later, the lady turned around and Courtney almost sighed in relief, "Carly Diggle?" She found herself asking and a frown adorned the woman's face for a split second before she gave a slight nod.
Courtney stumbled for the right words, "You don't know me." She said, the pace of her words rather fast, "My name is Courtney Palmer. Felicity's friend," Carly smiled at that.
"I was looking for Mr. John Diggle."
…
Oliver Queen stood near the glass wall in his cabin or well, soon to be his cabin. Felicity's office was almost ready and soon, the two CEOs won't be sharing a cabin anymore.
He sighed for the umpteenth time that day as he stared outside.
It is often said that an empty mind is a devil's workshop.
Well, the thoughts that were appearing in his ideal mind weren't devious but it certainly weren't helping him either. He didn't even know why he came at the office today. They had cancelled all the appointments for the next two days much to the chagrin of Isabel Rochev but Oliver could care less.
During these days Oliver chose to be left alone. Despite the heart-warming memories of this day, he couldn't help but grieve silently.
It was his way to deal with the problem.
Seclusion.
Even if it brought memories. Most of them were happy ones and he found himself caught in an emotional battle whether to laugh about them or cry because they are now in the past.
It was weird.
The onslaught of emotions that he felt during these days.
He snapped out of his thoughts as a voice reached his ears, "Sir? There is someone here to meet you."
"I thought I cancelled all the appointments," Oliver frowned as he turned towards Evelyn who shot him a sheepish smile, "Actually-"
"I don't think I need an appointment, Queen." Ray finally joined in the conversation and one gesture from Oliver was enough for Evelyn to a make a move. She closed the glass door on her way out.
Ray crossed his arms as he stared at Oliver, "I think it's about time we have a chat."
Oliver's jaw locked as he glared at him.
…
Six Years Ago
Oliver glared at his two friends who were grinning at him.
Yeah, well. Rather than helping him, they chose to grin.
What were they? Girls?
It is often said that it takes a second to realize that you are falling for someone.
Falling is long part but the realization kick most of the time just takes seconds.
It's like a switch going off.
Where you start seeing a person in a different light.
Sometimes, you realize it on your own. Sometimes, your friends need to make you realize it.
That's exactly what happened with Oliver.
He had found himself thinking about Felicity beforehand. Of course, he did. But now that he realized his feelings for her, he can't stop thinking about her that way.
He had always thought of her that way. But he had realized it now.
Ah, since when was love so complicated?
Tommy walked out of the room where Oliver sat, entering the kitchen. John was standing near the kitchen island, a can of beer in his hand, "He is a goner." Tommy laughed and John nodded, "About time." He answered him.
"Do you think he realizes he is in love with her?"
"No," John shot him a smirk, "We all know that his head is shoved up his ass. It's going to take time. He realized that he likes her more than a friend, not love."
"Do I need to get drunk for that too?" Tommy asked him, his tone full of amusement and John took a sip from his beer, "Love is something he will realize on his own, Tommy. Even now, you made him see it. He has been feeling this for a long time." He paused, "You know him. He has always been obtuse. Eventually, he'll come around." His eyebrow rose, "And if not, we're there."
"And how long will that take?"
John patted his shoulder, "I don't know, Tommy." He started walking out of the kitchen, "How long did it take you to realize that you loved Laurel?"
Tommy curled his lips inward, his lips forming a thin line as he watched his friend's retreating figure.
John Diggle.
Always the wisest.
…
Courtney had heard a lot about John Diggle.
He was probably the one person Felicity was in contact while she was in Central City.
Well, apart from Robert and Judith occasionally.
He had to be special.
She was going to talk to him about her.
She would be damn if she let anything happen to her friend.
…
"Just the person I wanted to see," Oliver's voice was laced with sarcasm. He walked towards the desk before standing right in front of it, "Here to pick up your girlfriend?" His eyebrows hiked up, trying to sound as innocent as impossible.
Ray gritted his teeth, "Really, Oliver? Is that the best you can come up with?" He rolled his eyes, "I don't want to sugar coat anything. Stay the hell from Felicity."
"Excuse me?"
"Stay the fuck away from Felicity. I am leaving Starling but that doesn't mean you can do whatever you want with her. So, I'm here to tell you in simple words, stay away from her." Oliver blinked momentarily before he responded, "Leaving so soon? Why? Didn't Starling treat you well? Or better yet, " He paused to give a dramatic effect, "Didn't Felicity treat you well?"
A look full of sheer protection crossed Ray's face.
Oliver's fist clenched. He made a beeline towards him, "I should have done this a long time ago."
He punched him.
He felt angry. God knows for how long he had wanted to hit this guy. His name made his blood boil.
He punched him and Ray retaliated. Oliver moved his head sideways as he blocked a punch but then another one came his way and a second later, he felt the familiar metallic taste of blood in his mouth. He moved his leg up, hitting Ray in the stomach before punching in his stomach. Ray groaned before he moved his arm up, hitting Oliver in his jaw.
It was a pretty gruesome fight.
It could have been worse.
Had it not been the two assistants who had rushed to call Felicity. They tried calling John too who happened to be the head of the security department but he wasn't available. Resorting to just Felicity they just hoped she would calm the two down.
Felicity rushed in, her voice rising, "What the hell is going on in here?" She hastily made her way inside the office, "Should we call the security-"
Felicity gave Evelyn a sharp look, "No security."
"Ray!" She shouted a second later, stepping between the two as she clutched his bicep, "Let him go!" Ray glared at her but didn't stop.
"God dammit you two! Stop!" She said as she used all her strength to moved Oliver's hand that was holding Ray's collar, "Oliver!"
It happened it a split second.
Oliver's grip slackened before he moved his arm away. Felicity didn't have the time to analyse the situation because a second later, she felt a gust of wind hit her-a growl echoing in the office as Oliver moved his hand to punch her.
She closed her eyes tightly, lines marring her forehead waiting for the impact but it never came.
She popped one eye open only to see Oliver's fist hovering in the air. She could see trails of blood on the bandage. She was pretty sure that he had injured himself.
Oliver's expression softened for a nanosecond, his shoulders sagging before he glared at her harshly. Felicity flinched lightly as Oliver unclenched his fist, his fingers moving in thin air as if wanting to hold something, "You…you should go." He muttered before giving Ray a sharp look, "Get the fuck out of here."
Ray was furious, "How da-"Felicity squeezed his bicep rather harshly and he turned his gaze towards her. Felicity looked at him, her eyes wide. She shook her head slowly whilst bringing her hand towards his face, she turned it a little towards the left, trying to analyse the bruise on his right cheek. She bit her lip as she saw that.
He had a busted lip, a pretty gruesome cut on his right cheek and near his right eye. It seemed like Oliver had taken out all the frustration at him meanwhile, Ray had done the same. Oliver had ended up with a busted lip, blood dripped down from the corner of his mouth, his cheek was turning black and blue and Felicity was pretty sure that his fist was broken.
She let out a puff of air. She knew that the two of them were angry and anything that she would say now would fuel their anger.
So, she chose to remain quiet.
Ray narrowed his eyes at her and Felicity pulled his arm, trying to get him out of the office, "Let's go."
Oliver let out a sigh as he stared at their retreating figures, "You hear her, Palmer? Get out," Oliver sneered, his eyes fixated on the paperweight in front of him. He was standing against the shorter side of the table, his hands pressed at its corners as he leaned his entire weight on it. "Or is there something else you need?" He turned his head towards the two.
"God knows you've always had a habit of taking all my leftovers."
Felicity stopped dead in her tracks. She had honestly tried to get out of here without saying a word to him. He was already very angry and so was Ray, she wasn't about to instigate him and then cause another fight.
But this was enough.
She felt Ray stiffen and she knew he was about to retaliate too. The two exchanged a look before Felicity whipped her head, turning it towards Oliver, "Say that again."
Something in her had just snapped.
Leftover?
Oliver blinked rapidly before he smirked and Felicity was pretty sure that she didn't know the person who was standing in front of her. "Say that again." Felicity gritted her teeth as she crossed her arms, "Just because I am quiet, doesn't mean I can't speak, alright?" Ray bit back a smile as she shouted in her loud voice, "Don't take my silence for my weakness."
"I am not your fucking leftover," Felicity swore and Oliver's mouth parted open for a split second, shock evident on his face. He regretted his words in an instant but chose to ignore that feeling.
He wasn't supposed to regret them.
"Yes, it's true that you did leave me but that makes you a coward for not fighting for us," She enunciated the word 'coward', "And that certainly doesn't make me your leftover. I am not your leftover." She glared at him, blue eyes wide behind her glasses, "Don't forget that I tried to fight for us while you let go. That doesn't make me a leftover, instead it makes me strong and it makes you weak."
Felicity watched while Oliver didn't utter a word. He had loads to say but something had happened.
He was speechless.
Felicity shot him a look before turning around and walking out of the office.
Ray grinned merely before he followed her, a proud smile on his face.
A blank look situated itself on Oliver's face. His hands lay limp by his side. He twitched his fingers, an old habit of his and hissed in pain when he moved his right hand fingers.
They hurt.
But not as much as some things.
…
"Stupid, stupid, stupid." Felicity muttered to herself as she paced in her newly made office. It was in its final stages, she would finally be shifting day after tomorrow-tomorrow being preoccupied due to obvious reasons.
"What did you?" She muttered finally looking towards Ray, her pace fast before she made a one eighty degree turn, "What did you do?!" She asked her best friend who was holding an ice pack over his right eye, "I just wanted to warn him." He shrugged.
"Warn him?!" Felicity narrowed her eyes, "What is this? Some sort of high school drama? Come on Ray! You know that I can take care of myself."
"I know," Ray's voice trailed off and Felicity raised her eyebrows at that, "Okay, I had my doubts." He admitted, "But seeing you stand up for yourself today, I'm confident. You can take care of yourself."
Felicity let out a huff before she sat on her chair, behind the desk, her lips curled up ever so slightly, "I really did, didn't I?" She grinned before she clapped her hands, "I mean, I've been wanting to do this for soooo long!" She pressed her hands on the table, "He called me a leftover, Ray. His leftover. I mean, who the hell does he think he is?" She muttered, "You remember, when I told you about how my dad left and that-"
"That's what people called you." Ray nodded, "I know." He quietened.
"He knew it too." Felicity murmured, "He still said it." Her voice had become soft.
"But you totally burned him, "Ray tried to cheer up while waving his free hand in the air and Felicity let out a small laugh, "I did. But what you did out there was stupid."
"He started the fight."
"He could have sued you!"
"My wife is a lawyer!" He countered back and Felicity sighed, "Who is going to kill you by the way, but-"
"No buts." Ray stood up, "You did an awesome job. You should have seen his face." He frowned, "And you need to fix this up." He said gesturing to the cut on his cheek that had been cleaned but still needed a band aid. He walked inside the washroom and Felicity nodded her head slightly, Ray's words ricocheting in her head.
"You should have seen his face," She murmured lightly, his face flashing in front of her eyes. She shook her head, trying not to think about it.
Nope, never.
Pushing the chair backwards, she stood up, her eyes looking outside the glass door where she found Oliver staring at her.
She stopped in her actions. She saw his hand curling up before he turned his face away from her and walked away.
She let out a hoarse chuckle at that before pressing the edge of her hand to the corner of her left eye, trying to stop the tear that had been close to escaping.
…
Six Years Ago
Oliver Queen wanted to escape the restaurant.
Like really.
Because it was pissing him off the way Felicity was ranting about Ray.
Her best friend.
Or maybe more than a friend.
The thought just killed him on the inside. It was like that Brad guy all over him, he remembered following her to the restaurant that day because he wanted to check if the guy was good enough for her or not.
He wasn't.
No one will ever be.
Not even him.
She was Felicity.
Felicity was busy babbling, her hands moving in the air and he instantly noticed the red nail polish on her nails. He laughed a little at that. Felicity frowned, her nose scrunching, "What are you laughing about?"
Oliver instantly started shaking his head, "Nothing." Felicity brought her arm on the table and leaned her head on the palm of her right hand, "You're lying." She stated simply and Oliver moved his head back before he tilted his head sideways, his eyebrows hiking up in gesture that said 'Really?', "Am I?"
Felicity nodded, "You weren't listening to me!" She said as she shoved him lightly with her left hand and Oliver defended himself, "I was." Felicity pouted her lips involuntarily, "What was I talking about?"
Oliver was taken back before he let out his signature sighy laugh, "Something about Ray and computers?" He moved his hands trying to emphasize and Felicity laughed, "Have you ever listened to me? Like ever? Or is this the same every time?"
"I do listen to you!"
"What am I allergic to?"
"Peanuts."
"At MIT, what did I major in?"
"In computer sciences and cyber security."
Felicity grinned widely at that as she patted his head, "Good boy." She ruffled his hair and Oliver laughed, "So, Ray, huh?"
"Yup," She said popping the 'p', "He is my best friend. We met at MIT and I have told you all of this beforehand, "She stated, "Your focus is really lacking." She told him while tapping the table with her hands. A second later, a waitress approached them holding a tray with two cups of black coffee and plat of chocolate brownie.
She smiled as she placed them on the table and the two of them mumbled a thank you to her. Felicity held the spoon, she took out a piece of the brownie, a smile crossing her face when she saw chocolate liquid oozing out of it.
"Wait," Oliver told her before he took a big bite of her brownie and Felicity frowned, "No peanuts." He said as he munched it down and Felicity looked at him, "We ordered a plain brownie, Oliver."
"They could give us peanut butter brownies for all we know. You know that it is me who would have to take care of you if something happens, right?"
Felicity huffed but she did smile. She sipped her coffee before taking a bite of her brownie, savouring the taste. Oliver scooped out a piece too and Felicity scowled at him while Oliver simply grinned at her, licking the extra chocolate liquid from the spoon.
Felicity was about to retort something but a familiar voice grabbed her attention, "Missed me, Fee?" She beamed as she greeted Ray.
But failed to notice Oliver's scowl.
…
So, Ray Palmer wasn't that bad of guy.
He was a great guy actually.
And Felicity and he got on really well.
Which bugged him to no extent.
Especially when they started reminiscing their time at MIT.
Plus Palmer was nice. Ah, he could not even hate him.
The three of them sat in her Mini Cooper and Oliver wondered how Ray fit in the back in the first place. He knew he won't be able to but then again, he didn't know. He always sat beside her, because he always complained that he might not fit in the back and made Tommy sit there. She would scowl at him and tell him that it was because his body was large and muscly and then he would laugh but would still grab the shotgun and force Tommy to sit in the back.
He wished Tommy was here but he had ditched the two of them last minute. Oliver had a nagging feeling as to why he did that.
"So?" Felicity started as she stared in the rear view mirror, trying to catch a glimpse of Ray's eyes, "You coming tomorrow, right?" Oliver frowned, "What?" He turned towards Ray before looking towards Felicity who was rotating the steering wheel, "Tomorrow?"
"Yeah, he is staying with me," She declared, "He was stupid enough to book himself a hotel but tomorrow, he'll come and live with me." She turned her head and her blue orbs met cobalt blue ones, "What?"
"What?" Felicity repeated him, though her voice was filled with confusion. "You'll stay with her?" He pointed towards Ray who nodded, "She'll eat up my head if I won't. I would have before but then I thought she already had so much of work and if she-"
"Oh please." Felicity shot him a glare and Ray rolled his eyes, "You know you're staying with me. So, don't even try to fight okay?"
"I won't," Ray raised his hands in surrender, "God knows you might as well crash the car and kill me."
"I might." She laughed.
"What about your work?" Oliver asked him, he really wasn't liking the banter between the two, "Didn't you work in a company too?" The idea of Ray living with Felicity didn't appeal to him, "Kord Enterprises." Ray nodded, "But I'm off for a week and Felicity could help me with my project too."
"Project?"
"He wants to make his own company," Felicity commented, "Palmer technologies," Ray grinned at that and nodded his head, "I've been working at it for a year. Felicity is helping me with it."
Oliver nodded his head and he let out a sound that sounded close to 'uhuh' His jaw was tight, his lips in a firm line.
They dropped Ray at his hotel and Felicity made him promise of actually checking out of there in the morning so that he could move in with her. Oliver had glared at him before saying good bye and then had turned towards Felicity, "You're staying with him?"
Felicity's eyebrows rose as she spoke slowly as if talking to a little kid, "Yeah."
"I don't like it." He bit out.
Felicity looked at him bewildered before focusing her gaze back on the road, "I mean isn't your job going to be affected? If you spend time with him?" He really didn't want the two under the same roof, "I mean, my dad wants to meet you so I guess something important must be there."
"Your dad wants to meet me?'
"Yeah," Oliver mumbled, "About that. He said he wanted to meet you like at my house, he wanted to talk to you. "Felicity frowned, "But I didn't do anything wrong! I mean I did scream at him once when I thought he was about to fire me but I think we made peace later on. Especially when he thanked me at the night Verdant opened. Oh god, what if Cindy from the department bitched to him about me?" The realization dawned all of her sudden, "She is a despicable woman. I mean, she is so jealous of me and I don't even know why and I'm pretty sure she has fake hair, "She squinted her eyes, "And fake everything. She has this whiny voice and I bet your father believed-"
"Felicity," Oliver pressed his left hand against her shoulder, "Take a deep breathe." Felicity complied. "My dad loves you." Felicity frowned at that, "You think?" Oliver nodded and Felicity tightened her hands on the steering wheel. "You have nothing to be afraid of."
Felicity sighed at that, "I trust you." She nodded, "When did he say he wants to meet me?"
"Eh," Oliver eyebrows furrowed, "I don't know. Next week maybe? I don't really remember." He scratched his head, "I'll tell you later."
Felicity let out a light laugh at that, "Okay." She managed to get out before they reached Oliver's home. Oliver looked at his house gate before turning towards Felicity, "How long are you and Ray going to stay together?"
Felicity laughed, "Why are you so hung up on this?" She questioned him before shaking her head as if afraid of the answer, "Never mind, don't answer that. You heard Ray, one week."
"I just-I don't trust him yet." Oliver mumbled to her trying to hide the fact that he was jealous.
"He's my best friend, Oliver." Felicity declared as if Oliver had said the stupidest thing in the entire world, "Like my brother. I trust him."
Oliver suddenly had seen the light, "Like a what?" He asked, trying hard not to grin.
Felicity frowned, "Brother." She narrowed her eyes, "What is wrong with you?" She moved her hands in the air.
"Nothing." Oliver grinned as he got out of the car.
It was as if he had seen the sun.
Mumbling a goodnight and flashing her the biggest smile he could muster he started walking towards her mansion.
"Idiot," Felicity mumbled, a shaking her head lightly before twisting the car key that was fixed inside the ignition switch. She was about to reverse the car when Oliver appeared outside her window. He grinned goofily at her and Felicity pressed the switch which rolled the window down, "What?"
"Ray is like a brother to you, right?" He clarified and Felicity groaned, "Again-"
"What am I like?"
And Felicity was taken back. Her ruby red lips parted open in surprise and Oliver leaned his head against the door, "What am I like?" His voice was a whisper and Felicity felt he was too close to her. Not that she minded. She could smell his spicy after shave and his faint breath that smelled like coffee. She gulped, her eyes widening, "You're-" She stuttered.
"I'm-" Oliver encouraged her, liking the way she was reacting to him. If only he could lean his head further, "You're..Oliver." She definitely couldn't say he was her brother nor could she utter out that she was falling for him.
Frankly, she didn't know what to say.
So, she said Oliver.
Because Oliver was Oliver.
Wow, Felicity.
You just voiced a null statement.
Clever.
"Oliver." She said at the end and Oliver grinned at the response. She was pretty sure that it was his playboy smirk and she tilted her head, pulling away lightly. "My best friend." She answered him and Oliver was about to say something but his phone rang.
Moving away, he pulled out his phone and blinked as he muttered, "Laurel." He picked it up and turned around, wanting to talk to her.
Felicity's face fell down at the mention of his girlfriend and she rolled the window up before reversing the car.
Oliver hung up, turning around to face Felicity only to realise she had left.
He cursed. So, he had managed to fight with Laurel, which is all they have been doing for the past few days and now, Felicity had left.
John was right.
He needed to do something about Laurel.
"You can't keep messing with their feelings, Oliver. Choose and let the other go. It's not fair to either of them."
It wasn't fair to either of them.
…
Life wasn't fair to anyone.
Felicity knew this fact.
But she did have the strength to face it. It had taken quite a long time to gain this strength and she was grateful to her friends.
Friends who were just about to leave her.
And she was going to miss them so much. They were her rock. And now, they have to leave. Sooner or later, this moment had to come and now that it had finally arrived, she felt sadness clawing inside of her.
Courtney grinned as she clicked her fingers in front of her face, "I take it that your expression means you will miss me," And Felicity tilted her head slightly, "Of course I will." She mumbled before hugging her tightly. The brunette laughed lightly.
Ray crossed his legs as he leaned against the chair, "What about me?"
"You too, jerk." Felicity rolled her eyes and Ray grinned, "She will miss me more. Right, Felicity?" He asked her just to coax a reaction out of his wife who glared at him. Felicity shook her head, "I love Courtney more."
"So do I," He grinned cheekily as his wife whacked him on the arm while sitting down, "Ow!" He murmured, "Courtney, stop acting so childish."
"Childish?" She murmured, "You had a fist fight with Oliver!"
"I thought you said that I needed to help my friend."
"Yes," She nodded, "By helping her. You stood up for her, I like it. You did the right thing when you went to talk to Oliver, "But physical fight, Ray? Nope." She stated, crossing her arms, "I would have stopped you if I would have known." She huffed and Ray rolled his eyes, "It wasn't that bad."
"Wasn't that bad?" Courtney blinked, "Look at your face. You know what will happen when we go back to Central City?" She mumbled, "I tell you what." She bit out, "My mum is going to kill me!"
Felicity laughed at that. It was a clear knowledge that Courtney's mother loved Ray more than her own child.
"Geez, Court, so much of concern for me?" Ray retorted sardonically and Felicity giggled, "You're just jealous that your mum loves me more." Ray let out a huff and Courtney narrowed her eyes at him, "I'm not-"
The flight announcement ricocheted across the Starling City airport and Felicity realized that it was time for the two to board their flight. Suddenly, everyone's expressions changed as they realized that it was time to bid good bye.
Courtney got up from her seat, hugging Felicity with all her might, "Take care of yourself, okay? And if you need anything, we're a call away." Felicity beamed at that, "Stay strong." She told her before she turned around to pick up her handbag.
Ray took in her position and Felicity felt herself being hugged tightly. "We're here, okay? If you ever feel low, we're there. Call anyone," He grinned at her, "Show Oliver what you're made of." Felicity laughed at that. Ray pressed a kiss against her forehead before the couple turned around and walked away.
Felicity waved when they turned around to smile her way one last time. She sighed when she finally lost sight of them. A feeling set up in the pit of her stomach but just then a figure popped out in front of her, "Hey Felicity."
She blinked, taken aback before she grinned.
..
Courtney sat in her chair and then turned towards her husband, "Stop worrying."
"I'm not," Ray laughed and Courtney blinked, "What?" He wasn't tensed.
''Let's just I've had an eventful day."
Courtney flashed him an impish smile, "Well, then let's just say I've had an eventful day too."
Ray looked at her curiously.
…
Oliver frowned as he entered his house. Their house. It had been a while since he had been here. He usually came here to calm himself down.
He walked straight towards the wine cabinet and pulled out a bottle of whiskey. Pouring himself a drink in no time, he gulped the entire liquid in one go.
What did she think of herself? She had the guts to show up in his office with Palmer.
Palmer.
She really was trying to test his patience. He was the coward? Yeah, right. He wanted to scoff at that. He didn't know why he didn't reply her then.
It was her voice.
Felicity has always been a woman who didn't hesitate to put her opinions forward and every now and then he would found himself on the receiving end of her loud voice, but today it was loud and if he wasn't wrong close to cracking.
"My dad, when he left..they called me things. They called us his leftovers and it hurt. He made a mistake and it was us paying the price."
He gritted his teeth as he recalled that moment.
But wasn't she a bitch too?
He'd try not to think about the fact that she still had a hold on him. He needed another drink. He was about to go for another glass when the doorbell rang.
He groaned to himself and used his left hand to keep his glass down. He walked towards the door, opening the door with his left, his right hand bandaged by the doctor he had visited before coming here. His hand apparently needed physiotherapy. He had cracked his fingers.
"What?" His tone was snippy as he opened the door and Tommy Merlyn grinned from the other side. Thea Queen stood beside him, a small smile gracing her face too. Oliver frowned, "What are you guys doing here?"
He tried to ignore the way Thea gasped as she entered the room, pressing her finger on Oliver's cheek, "What happened?"
Tommy narrowed his eyes as if perfectly aware what had happened, "We thought you might need a friend."
…
Felicity smiled at John, "What are you doing here?" It took a moment for her to put two and two together and she beamed when she did, "They did this, didn't they?" Sometimes she felt she was really lucky.
"Yeah, Courtney talked to me." He told her and she grinned, "Thank you for being there." She told him, "But I don't think you need to bother about me-" She turned her head, trying to point towards the booth that Courtney and Ray had passed minutes ago, "It's alright-"
"Felicity, do you really know me or not?" His eyebrow had risen as he shot her a knowing look.
"I know, I know." She said, she didn't mean to offend him, "It is just that I've been a headache for all of you and I think it's time I take care of myself."
"I'm not babying you Felicity," John laughed, "And I'm certainly think you can take care of yourself. I just wanted to hang out with my friend, you know?" He tilted his head sideways and slowly Felicity's lips curled up, "Okay. Hanging out it is."
The two walked out of airport while John told her about how good it was to talk to her in person because his fingers ached while texting her and joked about how he was turning old. Felicity laughed at that before her eyes brightened lightly at the sight of a red Honda FCX, "That is your car, isn't it?" She vividly remembered John sending a picture to her when he bought his car a year or so back. John nodded his head, reaching for his keys as he pressed the automatic button and Felicity saw the indicator lights of the car lighten up momentarily.
They got into the car and Felicity's gaze kept changing directions as she tried to analyse the vehicle, "This is an amazing car." She commented before she pulled the seat belt. "And the colour is awesome." Her voice was laced with admiration.
John laughed, "Yeah," The car revved as he started it, "I got inspiration from Roy's hoodie."
Felicity frowned when she heard the unfamiliar name, "Roy?"
"Thea's boyfriend." Felicity's lips formed an 'o' shape as she nodded, "How is she these days?"
John's hand remained on the steering wheel, his eyes flickering towards the rear-view mirror every now and then, "She is coping up just fine." He paused for effect, "How are you dealing with all of this?"
"Dealing with what?"
John shot Felicity a knowing look, "You know what I'm talking about. Tomorrow and 's death and then-"
"I am okay," Felicity cut him off, shaking her head up and down, "At least I will be." She added as an afterthought, "I thought about it and I think I can cope up and face it. I am not really sad. Is that …bad, John?" She asked him, looking for reassurance.
"Not at all." John answered, "It's a great day, Felicity. You shouldn't remember it this way." Felicity nodded, her eyes blinking behind her black framed glasses, "But if something happens, you know I'm here, right? I know you haven't told me everything and if you ever need to, I'm here."
Felicity grinned softly, "You're awesome, John."
John just smirked as he drove.
…
Six Years Ago
Felicity often wondered what was it with her and cars.
They stopped in front of her.
And they were always black.
It was creepy.
And dangerous.
But then again, what was she thinking when she decided to walk alone in the streets of Glades to buy mint chip and some red wine.
Ah, but they were just so tempting.
Plus, she had a pepper spray in her pocket and also a retractable pen in her left hand, which she would use to stab someone momentarily if they approached her.
It was Oliver's idea.
It was a great one.
She sighed to herself as she walked down the street, flinging the brown polybag every now and then when a black car stopped in front of her. Now, Felicity did freak out, a squeal escaping her lips and she curled her toes, almost ready to run.
Despite all the techniques.
Running is always the best option.
The window rolled down and she almost breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of a familiar face.
John Diggle.
She had talked to him and had thanked him before. He had lied to Oliver about how she cursed him into oblivion after their verbal spat. She really had loved the look on his face when he uttered that he knew how much she had fought and cursed.
John had helped her.
And they had met each other a few more times and Oliver always had talked about how awesome he was.
He was a friend.
Or maybe not.
But Felicity needed a friend.
And he was nice.
And wise.
So, she was happy.
"Ms. Smoak?" Felicity blinked rapidly, "Yes?"
"It's twelve thirty. What are you doing here?"
Felicity didn't say a word as she raised her hand, showing the polybag to John who raised his eyebrow, "I stress eat." She defended herself, "I really needed mint chip and red wine. I mean, it's Saturday and tomorrow's Sunday which means waking up late and I have so much to worry about. Oliver is an asshole, "She huffed before her eyes widened, "But he is your boss and friend too. I didn't mean to offend him. He's my friend too." She muttered at the end and John let out a laugh and Felicity shook her head, "I shouldn't be talking to you about it, right? I am boring you, you should go."
She started walking away and John honked the horn. Felicity turned around, "Get inside. I'm dropping you at your house."
Felicity contemplated before tucking her pen inside the pocket of her Mickey Mouse pyjamas. She opened the door before getting inside the car. She chose to sit on the seat beside the driver's, "You should sit in the back."
"No," Felicity answered, "Sitting behind makes me feel like I own the car which I don't." She said pointedly, "And you're my friend. Sort of. I can sit here." She told him.
John glared at her, not harshly though, "You shouldn't be out here. It's dangerous."
"I know," Felicity mumbled, "But today I wanted ice cre-"
"No."
"But I was prepared."
John's eyebrow rose, "Prepared." Felicity nodded before taking out the pepper spray and the retractable pen out of her pocket, "Prepared."
She thought John would falter.
He didn't.
"No." He said firmly, "Or I can tell Oliver about this too." Felicity eyes widened before she nodded her head vigorously, "No."
Silence ensued momentarily before John turned towards her, a small smile on his face, "So, Oliver is asshole, huh?"
Felicity nodded her vigorously, "Asshole." She paused before repeating, "Asshole."
John laughed when she repeated the word, "Why?"
"Well, he is acting weird." Felicity crossed her arms after placing the polybag on the back seat of the car, "Like he flirts with me. I think it's flirting. And he has a girlfriend back at home? Why flirt when he has a girlfriend. Uh, that is against the rule book." She raised her hands in exaggeration, "He is weird now. Good weird though but good weird with a girlfriend and then I can't enjoy his weirdness," She scrunched her nose, "Asshole."
John laughed as he changed the car gear, "Asshole."
John complained about Oliver too.
He dropped her at home.
Felicity mused maybe she was stupid to think that John wasn't her friend.
To doubt that.
John Diggle was definitely her friend.
…
Delicity :')
John Diggle is bae :D
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Now, I have a tough schedule but I'll update this week, okay? Max to max by Tuesday. Not promising anything though x
Also, I have another fic 'Back to you'. I will try and update that to. So, yeah. I hope you like it.
So, the question is – what do you think is the 10th Feb's story?
Marriage anniversary
Something baby related
Divorce date
Loliver related (pukes)
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