Chapter 15- Chemistry

I've had the day off work today so I decided to get my head down and do some serious writing.

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Oliver:

As we're walking out, the women who greeted me when I first came into the coffee shop looks like she's getting ready to finish her shift for the afternoon.

"Bye Barbra, I'll see you tomorrow" Felicity grins.

"Bye honey." Barbra's eyes shift to me before giving me a saucy little wink.

"And it was certainly nice meeting you, Oliver. Good luck with the rest of your season."

Her eyes swing speculatively between us. I give her a wave in acknowledgement.

"Thanks, nice to meet you too."

And then we're pushing through the front door into the bright afternoon sunshine. Even though I picked Felicity up so we could get right to work, that idea doesn't necessarily appeal to me at the moment.

Noticing the smoothie shop right across the street I point towards it.

"You want to get a smoothie or something? You must be hungry after all that sweeping and singing?"

She pauses; her eyes sliding to the vibrant yellow and pink shop across the street before arrowing her gaze right back at me. Just when I think she's about to agree she shakes her head instead.

I know she wants one. As soon as I mentioned the word smoothie, her eyes lit up with interest.

"Are you sure, because I could seriously go for a banana and blueberry one?"

Now that I'm actually saying the words out loud, I realize just how true they are. I really could go for a smoothie right now. It would be the perfect energizer before heading to the library.

Looking uncertain her eyes slowly shift back to mine again

"Really?"

Instead of replying, I simply grab hold of her hand tugging her across the street to the brightly colored shop. As we make our way to the counter I ask,

"So what flavor are you in the mood for?"

Her eyes scan the menu on the wall and she ponders for a while

"I'll go with the strawberry and blueberry".

I order for the both of us. The guy behind the counter does a double take before a massive grin over takes his face.

"No problem Queen!"

With raised eyebrows, Felicity's eyes slide to mine as the guy calls out our order to a girl in the back who apparently makes the smoothies. Before I can even start to make conversation with Felicity the guy is back.

Shaking his head, he leans across the counter as if he's ready to kick off an in depth discussion.

"That was one hell of a game yesterday. Dude you had me hooked."

He quickly glances over his shoulder before moving closer to me

"I go to be careful, my manager would write me up if he saw me fraternizing with customers".

I continuously nod my head. I'm really wishing this guy would just go away. Instead he continues as if he's totally oblivious the fact that I might be trying to spend some time with the girl standing right next to me. Not once does he glance in Felicity's direction.

"We all went crazy when you caught that pass and then made it through like ten dudes before scoring that touchdown. It was freaking awesome".

Felicity is watching the whole exchange with an intent stare as if we're two animals in the zoo.

Thankfully Chase, the dude who took our order has pretty much talked my ear off for the last five minutes, finally hands us our smoothies. I know his name his Chase because he made a point of telling me at least 4 times.

Placing my hand on Felicity's back I maneuver her out of the shop before Chase can pull me into yet another conversation.

Felicity doesn't say a word she just continues sipping away on her smoothie.

When we're close enough, I click the automatic locks and open the door for her. She glances in my direction and murmurs

"Thanks".

I huff a sigh of relief that we're finally alone in my truck an away from Chase and the rest of the Oliver Queen fan club.

My eyes slide to hers as she says

"So you play football, huh?"

I can't help but chuckle and Felicity joins in with me.

"Yeah now and again but I'm not very good."

The smile grows transforming her fact until she's probably the most gorgeous girl I've ever laid eyes on.

"Yeah that guy Chase must have totally mistaken you for someone else" she giggles

"Yeah sure thing, I'm really more of a glorified water boy than anything else."

With the tension completely broken between us, I pick up my smoothie before taking a huge swig. Even though Felicity and I have spoken a few times, it never actually occurred to me that this girl might have a sense of humor. She's usually too busy dismissing me to let it show.

I can see the curiosity in her eyes, she finally asks.

"So does that kind of thing happen to you often?"

I shrug my shoulders. Over the years I've grown used to the constant attention. Normally it doesn't bother me at all. But then again I've never had a girl at my side like Felicity.

"Often enough" I mumble.

"And you don't mind all that attention?"

"Not really. It's just part of being a high profile footballer I guess".

"It must be exhausting to be jumped on like that all the time" she sighs.

Again I shrug my shoulders

"It doesn't bother me". It say it again almost as if I'm trying to convince myself instead of her.

Not wanting to discuss my celebrity status any further, I steer the conversation in another direction

"So we'll head back to your place, you can change pick up your computer and then we'll make our way to the library?"

She nods agreeing with my plans.

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An hour and half later, we're camped out at the library. We both have our laptops out and are typing away as we make an outline of what our project will entail.

I can't help having the occasional glance at her. She's so engrossed in what she's doing. Her blonde hair is piled in a curly pony tail at the top of her head, and her lips are painted cerise pink. Her glasses are rested at the tip of her nose making her look super sexy. Even thinking about her spending time alone with Cooper has me gritting my teeth.

Finally surfacing from the impressive amount of research she's gathered, Felicity glances up from her computer screen before our eyes meet and hold. It's probably best if she doesn't realize that I've been staring at her for a good five minutes now. That could definitely creep her out.

I clear my throat.

"I think we've made a good start with all the research we've collected today. Plus, we have a solid game plan regarding the direction we're going to take our project in."

Nodding her head her teeth sink into that gorgeous bottom lip of hers.

"I'm really sorry for assuming that you weren't serious about this project". She mumbles

Not saying a word, I lean back in my chair before stretching my legs out in front of me. I'm actually a little surprised she's brining this up again.

"I didn't want to get stuck with someone who wasn't equally invested in putting time into this".

Because I'm genuinely intrigued as to how she jumped to that conclusion without even knowing me, I continue the conversation.

"Why would you think that?",

She shrugs her shoulders but I can't resist pushing her for an answer.

"Because I'm a football player you just assumed I didn't have much going upstairs?"

I see her cheeks flare up ruby red.

"Well it's not like I see you paying attention in class"

"Just because I'm on my laptop doesn't mean I'm not paying attention. I usually record all my notes on there because I find it easier than writing".

"I'm sorry Oliver, I really am. I jumped to conclusions about you that obviously aren't true."

I raise my eyebrows

"You mean the stereotype that all jocks are dumb asses and just get passed through school because of there skills on the pitch?" Even though I don't intend the words to sound harsh, she still winces.

"I guess so", she whispers biting down on her lip again.

Impulse takes over me and I grab hold of her hand. I really like the feel of her soft skin pressed against my palm. I almost don't want to let go but I know I have to; I pull her to her feet and whisper

"Come on let's get the hell out of here".

AN: The next chapter will be a Felicity chapter.. please leave some love.. x