A/N: Thank you everyone for the patience and continued support of this story. This is (most likely) the penultimate chapter to part one and I'm thrilled to share it with you and get that much closer to part 2.

Thanks to Priya who continues to be an awesome beta and cheerleader! (Even if she's mad at me right now.)


Felicity set another box down in the living room of Oliver's apartment and groaned as she stretched. It had been a long day of moving her stuff out of the apartment; she had shared with Sara and into the apartment she would be sharing with Oliver for the rest of the year. Sara had taken everything of hers home with her before she had left for the winter break she was making more permanent, leaving Felicity to handle the rest of the moving. Oliver was still at her old place; waiting for the buyer of the last piece of furniture they were getting rid of, leaving Felicity to glance around as she tried to decide what to start unpacking first.

Oliver had cleared out space in the closet and dresser for her and Felicity figured that would be the best place to begin. She flipped on the radio as she passed and hummed along to the song that started playing as she carefully hung up her dresses in the closet. When she finished she took a step back and let the fluttering feeling in her chest make her smile. It was exhilarating to see something so normal as their clothes hanging together.

"Felicity!" Oliver's voice called through the apartment and a smile broke out over her face. "I'm home!"

"I'm in the bedroom," she called back and she fiddled with the hangers in the closet. She felt Oliver's arms wrap around her middle and she leaned back into his chest. "Hey, the guy showed?"

"He did," Oliver confirmed his lips against her ear. "I really like seeing your clothes hanging with mine. Does that make me weird?"

"No," Felicity assured him with a chuckle. "I like it too. It's nice."

"It is. I brought food home with me."

"Ah, Chinese?"

"Of course."

"I love you."

"And I love you too. Come on, let's eat while it's still hot and we'll work on unpacking the rest later."

"We can't leave it for too long. Once classes start back up…"

"Don't worry," Oliver assured her gently. "I know you don't want to live in chaos. We'll be unpacked before we start classes on Monday. I promise."

"You're just going to distract me…"

"Me?" Oliver asked a feigned look of innocence on his face. "I'd never…"

Felicity giggled and turned around to face him and reached up on her bare toes to press her lips against his. He quickly deepened the kiss and pulled Felicity back towards the bed. He sat down on the edge of the bed and Felicity straddled his legs, resting her knees on the mattress.

Oliver's hands moved up under Felicity's tee-shirt running along her skin making her moan into his mouth and she pushed her hips against his, making his grip on her tighten.

"Fuck Felicity," he breathed as he pulled away from her lips and moved his lips to the sensitive spot just below her ear. "I thought you wanted food…"

"We have a microwave," she replied and moved to lift her shirt off, tossing it across the room and Oliver's mouth moved instantly to the top of her breasts. "Yes, god Oliver that feels so good."

Oliver pulled away just long enough to discard his own shirt and he moved farther back onto the bed, taking Felicity with him as she moved to unhook her bra. It joined the rest of their clothes on the floor and Oliver flipped them, hovering over her and he stared.

"Oliver?"

"God you're beautiful," he breathed and Felicity felt the blush warm her cheeks and the fire in Oliver's eyes darkened. He kissed her fervently and Felicity responded eagerly. The rest of their clothes were shed quickly and Oliver moved down her body, pressing light kisses to as much skin as he could, leaving Felicity squirming and begging beneath him.

"Oliver," she moaned as he moved precariously close to where she wanted him most and he pressed a wet kiss in the junction of her right thigh and hip. It was a favorite spot of his to focus on, the small cluster of freckles there were always traced slowly with his tongue. It drove Felicity deliciously insane. "Fuck Oliver…please…"

Oliver pulled back and smirked at her and she huffed. "Damn it Oliver…"

"Patience babe," Oliver growled and leaned over and pressed his lips against right below her belly button. "It's more fun this way."

"You're driving me insane."

"It's what I do best."

"Will you please use your mouth for something other than talking now?"

Oliver didn't respond verbally and Felicity gasped when his lips closed around her clit and he sucked.

"Fuck!"

Felicity's back arched off the bed, her hands gripping the sheets as Oliver's fingers joined his mouth in drawing out her pleasure and Felicity fell hard over the edge, her inner walls gripping his fingers tightly as she came. Oliver kissed his way up her body until his lips meet hers and she groaned, tasting herself on his lips. Oliver entered her in one smooth motion, both of them groaning at the familiar feel. Felicity locked her legs around his back, heels digging into his ass as she commanded him to move, gentle thrusts that had her worked up and falling again, more quickly than she even thought possible.

Oliver picked up his pace, his hips thrusting into hers until he came with a groan, his movements slowing until he pulled out of Felicity and curled up next to her, drawing her into his side to cuddle.

"I like living together sex," Felicity whispered as she interlocked their fingers together and brought their joined hands up so she could kiss the back of his, burrowing farther back into his chest. "Living together sex is amazing."

"Sex with you is amazing," Oliver murmured against her hair and Felicity flipped herself so she could face him, peppering light kisses against his sweat-sheened chest.

"You're so cheesy sometimes," she giggled. "I love it."

"I love you."

"I love you too," she answered bringing their lips together in a gentle kiss. "But we can't lay in bed all evening Oliver. There is too much to do."

"I know," he said with a yawn, tightening his arms around her, despite her wiggles. "Give me ten minutes."

"I know you babe," Felicity argued, "It won't be ten minutes."

"Felicity…."

"Come on handsome," she continued. "The more we get done tonight the more time we'll have for lounging around tomorrow…plus, we'll need to christen the rest of the apartment with living together sex…but we can't do that until I'm unpacked."

"Okay, okay…" Oliver relented with a moan, stretching out as he let go of her body, putting his fully on display. "Unpacking and dinner now and more sex and sleep later."

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Oliver cheered as the Starling City Sharks scored another goal against the Bruins and he high fived the guy next to him. Felicity was clapping next to him, cheering along, even though he was sure she didn't care about it the game at all.

"This is pretty amazing babe," Oliver said against Felicity's ear, draping an arm around her shoulders and pulling her close. "Best anniversary present ever."

"I'm glad you're enjoying yourself. You know, you didn't have to bring me with you. I'm sure you would have had more fun with one of the guys."

"I wanted to spend the night with you," Oliver assured her with a smile and a peck on her cheek. "Why would I spend my anniversary gift with someone else."

Felicity shrugged. "How much longer is the game going to be?"

"There are two more quarters to go Felicity."

"So…"

"Awhile."

"That's what I figured."

"Why don't we go and get you some stadium food. Every live sporting event is better with nachos and a pretzel."

"Well…"

"I'll double the cheese."

"You have yourself a deal mister."

There was a shift change in music and a flood of catcalls and cheers filled the stadium. Felicity's eyes shifted up to the big screen where an older couple kissed quickly before the kiss cam switched to another couple. There were two more couples that Felicity awed over before she was suddenly looking at her own face and she laughed and looked up at Oliver.

His lips met hers in a chaste, but passionate kiss and Felicity sighed against his lips, deepening the kiss to a soundtrack of roaring fans. When they pulled apart, Felicity flushed and burrowed her face into his chest.

"Well that happened," Felicity groaned and pulled back, looking up at Oliver's face, stretched wide in a smug grin. "Oh stop it."

"I didn't do anything."

"You're being too smug?"

"No I'm not…"

"Yes you…you know what, I'm not doing this here. Now I believe you owe me a pretzel."

"Yes ma'am."

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The door slammed behind Felicity on an evening in early March as Oliver was working on dinner in the kitchen. Wednesday's were Felicity's most loaded coursework days and Oliver tried to make sure that wine was ready whenever she got home from her evening lab.

"This semester is going to kill me," she groaned as she sat down on one of the bar stools at the breakfast bar and dropped her head into her hands. "Why did I think this schedule was a good idea?"

"Because it's letting you graduate in May?"

"That was a rhetorical question Oliver."

"I know," he replied with a grin and Felicity threw a grape tomato at him, which he swatted away easily. "Wine?"

"God yes," she breathed out and reached blindly for the glass he was handing her. "What's for dinner tonight?"

"Just baked chicken," Oliver answered with a shrug. "Nothing fancy sweetheart."

"Sounds perfect," Felicity answered with stretch and she toed off her shoes. "I'm going to change and then we're going to eat and then I've got like three hours worth of work to do tonight."

"You need a break," Oliver called after her as she headed down the hall to their bedroom. "Relax tonight with me. We'll just watch some TV or something…"

"Can't," Felicity called back. "But I'll study while you watch a game or something. I've got to get some work done. Speaking of breaks though, we need to figure out travel plans for Spring Break."

"Travel plans?"

"Yeah," Felicity responded and Oliver glance down the hall confused. They hadn't talked about spring break plans at all yet. "Did you want to fly straight there or meet up with everyone in Starling and catch the plane with them? I mean, I know it would be easier to fly straight there, but isn't part of the fun to travel together?"

"Felicity," Oliver said, the confusion in his voice evident. "What are you talking about?"

"Barbados."

"What about Barbados."

"Sara said that is where the big spring break trip is this year," Felicity responded as she came back into the kitchen wearing his Harvard sweatshirt, her hair up now in a messy bun and Oliver walked around the counter and wrapped his arms around her waist. "Didn't you get the invite?"

"I saw an email from Tommy but I didn't open it."

"Oliver…"

"What?" Oliver questioned with a shrug. "We haven't talked in months, Felicity. Why would I look an email he forwarded to me?"

"Good point," Felicity agreed hesitantly.

"But…"

"I didn't have a but."

"I could sense it coming Felicity."

She shook her head, lips pressed together. "Nope."

"Lis…"

"It's just that…"

"Knew it was coming."

"This is the last spring break trip you're going to have with all of your friends…I think you should go."

"Felicity…"

"Consider it," Felicity asked him with a pouty face. "I think Barbados would fun and it means me, in a tiny bikini."

There was a flash of heat in Oliver's eyes as his grip on her waist tightened. "Felicity…"

"Sara mentioned something about Max Fuller renting out a house or something on the beach, apparently he's trying to impress a girl or something."

"I hate Fuller."

"I know you do."

"But…"

"Oh, I like your but…" Felicity paused and scrunched her nose when she realized how it sounded. "That came out…."

"Perfectly," Oliver assured her with a press of his lips to her forehead. "I'll give Max a call tonight and see what the plans are. You sure you want to go with all of them?"

Felicity shrugged. "I know I was kind of a stick in the mud last year…"

"No…"

"I was," Felicity answered with a shrug. "I'm sorry about that."

"I don't care about that," Oliver assured her with a squeeze. "I understand why you didn't come last year. You want to come this year?"

"I want to spend the whole spring break with you in some exotic location. Plus if Fuller is footing the bill for most of it, then it's a double win."

"I love you."

"Love you too Oliver," Felicity responded and she pressed up on her tiptoes and kissed him gently. "So Barbados?"

"Yeah, Barbados."

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"Felicity!" Sara yelled happily in greeting as they got out of the car, at the house in Barbados and the friends embraced in a tight hug. "I'm so glad you're here!"

"I'm glad I'm here too!"

"Hey Sara," Oliver greeted as he pulled the bags from the trunk of their rented car. "Good to see you."

"You too Oliver! Glad you're taking care of our girl here."

"More like she's taking care of me," Oliver answered, draping an arm over Felicity's shoulders. "Who's all here?"

"Max and his new girlfriend or whatever she is, her name is Abby, and she seems nice enough, despite the fact that she's here with Max. Carter came with a girlfriend of his, Laurel, me and…"

"And Tommy."

"Yeah, he's here too."

"It'll be fine," Oliver assured them both quickly. "I knew he was coming…"

"Come on," Sara instructed. "I'll show you to your room and then you two can change and come join everyone at the pool."

Felicity grinned with a nod. "Sounds perfect. I plan on spending all week in the sunshine."

"No work?" Sara asked hopefully and Oliver laughed. "It was worth a shot."

"I'm going to have to do some work," Felicity answered with a sigh. "But I promise to try to not overdo it."

"I guess that's all I can ask," Sara answered with a shrug and a wink. "Now I can't wait to see that bikini you were telling me about."

"Me either," Oliver breathed out against the side of her head. "God I can't wait for that."

"Shush you," Felicity admonished him, as she flushed. "How can you still get me to blush after all this time?"

"I plan on making you blush forever Ms. Smoak."

"You know," Sara butted in, from in front of them as she led them through the house. "I forgot how sickening sweet you two can be together. I've missed it. Here's your room. See you downstairs in a bit."

"Thanks Sara!"

Oliver dropped the suitcases by the bed and leaned back against bed and closed his eyes. "Nap time."

"Nope!" Felicity replied grabbing his hand and pulling him up with a grunt. "Pool time! We need to see everyone else."

"No we don't," Oliver teased, his voice deep and husky and sending a wave of warmth through Felicity. "I don't want to see anyone but you all week."

"Then maybe we shouldn't have gone on vacation with a group of your friends."

"Let me whisk you away now then."

Felicity laughed and moved in between his legs and wrapped her arms his neck. "We're going to have fun his week. We're going to lay by the pool and on the beach and go out dancing with our friends and enjoy this time together. Then we will go back to real life and finish out this senior year."

"Enjoy our time together?"

"In many different ways," Felicity promised with a smirk. "Now we're going to change into our swimsuits and we're going to go downstairs, we're going to get a drink, and you're going to rub some suntan lotion on my back. How does that sound?"

"That sounds…favorable."

"I'm glad you agree babe," Felicity replied with a smile and kiss as she grabbed two small pieces of hot pink fabric from her bag and sauntered towards the bathroom. "Now get moving."

"Yes ma'am!"

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The week was going by much to fast for Oliver's liking. He'd been hesitant to join the group in Barbados, but Felicity had been so excited about it that he couldn't say no to her. And it had been a pretty spectacular week. He stretched on the back patio, the quiet of the morning calm around him. He had been running every morning on the beach before the rest of the house woke up and it was something he found immensely calming.

"Mind if I join you?" Tommy's voice asked from behind him and Oliver turned to stare at him sharply. "Just for the run."

"Yeah," Oliver answered with a shrug. "That's cool."

"Thanks Oliver," Tommy added and they stretched in silence before Oliver jogged down the stairs and Tommy followed closely behind. They jogged in silence, with only the sound of the waves against the shore in the early morning. Oliver stopped quickly after a few minutes nearly causing Tommy to run into him.

"What the hell man?"

"I should be asking you that," Oliver bit back harshly. "You've basically ignored Felicity and I all week, not to mention before this."

"It's not like you've gone out of your way to approach me either!"

"Because you insulted my girlfriend, the woman I love, and tried to interfere in our relationship."

"You weren't in a relationship then!"

"It doesn't mean you should have messed with it!" Oliver yelled back and ran his hands through his short hair. "I don't understand why you did any of it."

"You weren't acting like you!"

"Because I grew up and started to act like an adult instead of an immature party boy with no agenda other than see how many girls I can get into bed with or how much alcohol I could drink in a night without ending up in the hospital? Tommy, that isn't any way to live."

"You only started acting better because your parents threatened to disown you! You sold out!"

"I didn't sell out," Oliver insisted with a sigh. "I took the situation that was put in front of me and I made the best out of it. And then I met Felicity and I found a reason to want to be a better person. To be a better man. And I'm sorry if you felt that our friendship was threatened by that, but I'm not regretful of the decisions I've made in the last year."

"You were miserable at the internship with QC last summer, how do you think you'll be able to be a businessman for the rest of your life?"

Oliver shrugged, "I don't know Tommy. And I'm not sure I will be, I'm working through that."

"So you're not doing an internship again?"

"Dad isn't considering it an internship this summer," Oliver replied with a shrug. "And although I haven't necessarily agreed to it yet, I'm planning on hearing him out and giving him another summer. If I can't do it with Felicity there too, then I'll find something else."

"Oliver…"

"And this is not me making a decision based solely on Felicity. This is me, figuring out if I was miserable last summer because of the job that I was actually pretty decent at or if I was miserable being away from my girlfriend. I think it was more of being away from Felicity."

"But…"

"If you can't support the decisions I'm making or my relationship then that's fine. But it's you throwing away a lifelong friendship."

"I'm throwing it away? Sounds like you're picking a chick over me."

Oliver growled at Tommy's wording of choice and took an intense step towards his friend. "Felicity is not some random chick Tommy. Felicity is…it. She's it."

"Are you saying…?"

"I'm saying it's too early to make it official, we're still young and figuring out life, but she's the one I'm going to do life with for the rest of my life."

"Dude…"

"Accept it now and get to know the woman I love or we're going to have to deal with a friendship that will fade out. I won't accept you disrespecting my relationship."

Tommy sighed. "I'll…try?"

Oliver nodded. "I guess that's something. Come on, let's finish this run and then start breakfast for everyone."

"You're on."

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"Something weird happened today," Felicity told Oliver as they packed up their suitcases before they had to head to the airport and back to Boston for the rest of the school year.

"Oh yeah," Oliver asked distractedly. "What's that?"

"Tommy apologized to me."

Oliver paused and turned towards Felicity. "He did what?"

"He apologized to me," Felicity reiterated with a shrug. "Pulled me aside while you were helping with lunch. Told me he was wrong for interfering in our, and the difficulties last summer and that he was glad I was in your life. He seemed more like the Tommy I first met. Back when he actually liked me."

"Did he seem…genuine?"

"I think so," Felicity told him with a sigh. "I think he was being honest with me. He told me he could see how much we loved each other and how he could tell we had something special. It was nice."

"I'm glad," Oliver answered with a smile and wrapped his arms around her tightly. "We may have had it out the other morning."

"Oliver!"

"Not like, physically babe, okay. Just…we talked, or yelled. It was stuff we needed to stay to each other I think. And it seems to have had a good outcome."

"So you're friends again?"

Oliver shrugged, "eh. I don't know if we'll ever be what we were before this whole thing. But I'd like to try. I've known him my entire life. It's strange to be at odds with him."

"I'm glad Oliver. I never wanted to come between you two."

"I'm going to tell you the same thing I told him the other morning Felicity," Oliver answered quietly. "You're it for me. And if he can't support me in that decision then our friendship was bound to fade out. I've grown up and while I'm still figuring out a lot of things about my life, the one thing I have no doubts about, is us."

"Oh Oliver…"

"This isn't a proposal," he continued, "I know we aren't there yet. We're both young and have a lot of things we want to do and things that need to be figured out. But this is a promise. A promise that I will never give up on us and I will never stop fighting for us. And a promise Felicity, that one day you will wear my ring and I'll wear yours and we'll grow old together."

Felicity tightened her grip around his neck and kissed the pulse point there as it raced under her lips before pulling back to look up into his eyes. "I don't have any doubts about us either Oliver. And just so you know, my answer…my answer will be yes. When we're ready, the answer will be yes."


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