Author's Note: As of when I'm writing this, I just made the thumbnail/picture/cover for this story! I'm sure from you guy's perspectives you've seen it the whole time BUT if you haven't checked it out give it a look see :D I think it looks pretty darn awesome if I do say so myself.

HEY, so this is KINDA spoilers for the chapter kinda not BUT... if you don't already know Thea and Roy's first kiss, I recommend going to check it out. (you'll understand why later :)

"Oh my gosh, Thea," Sara groaned, and through the small screen of her phone Thea could see the blond rolling over on her bed, rolling her eyes. "You're acting like this is your first date."

"No, I'm not," Thea huffed. "I just happen to know that tonight'll be the night when I get my first kiss."

"From Roy Harper."

"From Roy Harper," Thea amended. "It's still special, though."

"Yeah, yeah, I get it, it's great," Sara deflected. "But when he kisses you his eyes are hopefully going to be closed so all you need to worry about is not wearing sticky lipgloss or something. I get the feeling that Roy -and most guys, honestly- don't care at all how you look when they actually are dating you and like you and stuff."

"Says the girl who started totally upping her dressing-up game after her crush stood her up, and wore makeup for the first time in her life when he asked her to a dance," Thea shot back with a huff."

"Oh my gosh, Thea," Sara groaned again, rolling back over onto her stomach. "1: I've told you a million times me dressing up wasn't for Leonard, 2: I massively regretted wearing makeup to homecoming, and 3: That was like at the beginning of this year and I was young and naive and stupid. Be better than me, Thea," she added dramatically, bringing the screen up close to her face. "Be betterrrrrrr..."

Thea giggled. "You're so weird," she said. "But honestly, Sara, if I want to dress up for a date what's the harm in that? It's New Years Eve. We might take pictures. There'll probably be handholding and yes, maybe when he actually kisses me we'll have our eyes closed but he's still going to see me tonight."

"Girl, I'm all for getting excited and dressing up," Sara told her. "I just don't feel like you need to be stressing out about it like you are."

Thea sighed and flopped down on the bed, holding her phone above her face so Sara could still see her. "Yeah, I guess you're right," she agreed after a pause. "But... red dress or blue?"

"Blue," Sara confirmed, nodding. "And don't curl your hair just kind of... wave it?"

"Okay, yeah," Thea nodded her agreement. "Yeah, I liked that. Thanks, Sara."

She tapped her phone screen and checked the time. "Ah! I got to get changed hang on one sec."

For a couple of minutes all Sara could see what's Thea's pale purple ceiling. She rested her face on the palm of her hand and waiting, humming softly under her breath.

Thea popped back into view. "Like it?"

The dress she was wearing was a little darker than bright blue, (a color called admiral, though neither girl knew that) and looked almost more like a long jacket than a dress. It had a collar and a tie around the waist and built in silver-bead-detailing around the neckline that almost looked like a necklace.

"Love it," Sara said approvingly. "Now put on some mascara and neutral eyeshadow and you'll be good to go."

Thea gave her a thumbs up sign. "See, this is why I go to you for help," she complimented. "Nobody would know it to look at you, but you're actually really good at this kind of stuff."

"Thanks," Sara beamed. Then: "Hey, that's mean!"

Thea laughed. "Bye Sara. Love you."

"Love you too, jerk," Sara muttered, shaking her head and ending the call.

"Thea!" Moria called from downstairs. "You need to get going. You're picking him up at 7:00, right?"

"Yeah, I'm heading out now!" Thea called back. She grabbed a purse from the back of her desk chair and stuffed some money in the wallet section before sprinting downstairs. "Hi mom, bye mom, love you!"

Moria caught her arm before she could sprint out the door. "Drive safe," she said seriously. "Be smart. Make good choices."

"Yes, mom, okay," Thea sighed, before giving her mother a quick hug. "Thank you for agreeing to this. I promise we won't get in a car crash, drink, or do anything stupid."

Moria nodded. "Have fun," she said after a moment, like it was a difficult thing to tell her daughter.

Thea nodded and ran down the front steps.

She picked up Roy at his house and he got into the car, making a dry comment on the fact that he felt so un-chivalrous because she was driving him, instead of the other way around.

Thea laughed. "It's called gender equality, Roy," she told him, patting his shoulder. "Now buckle up. Safety first!"

"Okay, mom," Roy huffed, rolling his eyes.

"Original, Roy," Thea sighed. "Very original."

They arrived at a restaurant called The Pier. It wasn't a particularly original name, but it was certainly descriptive, considering the building was located at the end of a pier. Roy mock-gallantly offered Thea his arm and she took it. They walked toward the door.

"Uh... I made a reservation?" Roy said awkwardly when the hostess asked if she could help them. "For... Harper?"

Thea's stomach flip-flopped giddily. "Look at you," she murmured. "All responsible and making reservations for us with your last name."

"What else was I going to make them with?" Roy asked blankly as the hostess led them further into the restaurant.

Thea didn't respond, staring around in awe at the fancy table clothes and tall windows looking over the ocean. The sun was starting to set. "Oh my gosh, Roy, this is... beautiful."

He grinned sheepishly, stuffing his hands in his pockets. In true Roy nature, he was still wearing jeans... though he had upgraded his normal red hoodie to a v-neck sweater. For him... he looked really nice.

"I'm glad you like it," Roy said, sitting down. "Um... I'm probably not going to be able to pay for both of us though? Sorry, I know that's like the guys job, but..."

"Roy, it's totally fine," Thea assured him. "You found the restaurant. How 'bout I pay this once?" He opened his mouth to protest but she cut him off. "You can cover dessert."

"Oh, so we're having dessert, are we?" Roy asked, smiling.

"Yes, we're having dessert!" Thea gasped, shocked. "Roy. A place like this... can you imagine what their ice cream Sunday looks like?"

They made it through dinner with a considerable amount flirting and a little bit of "serious talk" (as Sara called it), too. Roy confided in Thea that he had never actually been to a restaurant like this, and she told him that, while she had come to nice restaurants before, she had never gone to one with such nice company.

The stars were out and it was nearly 9:00 by the time they scraped the last bits of hot fudge off of the sides of the bowl in the center of the table. It had been a very good ice cream Sunday.

"I think I'm going to explode," Thea mumbled, patting her stomach. "I am so full I could actually die."

"Mmm..." Roy grunted back. He had eaten his own meal and finished hers. If she was going to explode he was actually exploding. He glanced down and checked his phone. "Ugh, we gotta go. The fireworks are going to start in a half hour and I want to get a good spot."

"Ooh, fireworks?" Thea's eyes lit up. "Let's go!" She leapt to her feet, fullness forgotten, and she and Roy grabbed their coats and headed outside.

Roy must have come to the area before their date, because he took Thea's hand and led her straight away from the restaurant and down the beach. They sat down on the sand and Thea pulled a hat out from her pocket, tugging it over her hair.

Roy watched her, swallowing nervously. "You... uh... you look, um, really pretty tonight. I don't think I remember to, uh, tell you. When you picked me up."

"Thanks, Roy," Thea murmured, cheeks coloring. "You know, I'm... I'm really glad we got here."

"To the beach?" Roy asked, confused.

"No, like..." Thea shifted a little. "Like, here emotionally. Like that we're dating. Not that this beach isn't beautiful but we wouldn't have that if we didn't have... us. I like us."

"I like us, too," Roy whispered, swallowing.

He placed a hand on her cheek and started to lean forward. Thea's eyes fluttered shut. It might not have been midnight, but she didn't care.

A firework exploded above their heads and they both jumped. Thea stared up at the sky, eyes wide. "They're so... close."

Roy grinned. "Why else do you think we're here?"

They laid back on the sand and stared up at the starry sky as fireworks burst above them. Roy took Thea's hand and she gave it a squeeze, resting her head on his shoulder.

When the fireworks show was over, the two of them headed back toward Thea's car. "So, there's this café a little ways down the road," Roy told her. "I was thinking we could head their and get some hot chocolate and bring in the New Year?"

Thea nodded happily, heading out to cross the road.

A car came screeching around the corner, headlights lightning up the pavement like the fireworks had only twenty minutes before. Thea froze, watching as the vehicle can toward her, swerving this way and that across the road. Through the glare of the headlights she could see a couple people, maybe in their twenties, laughing wildly.

Thea screamed.

The driver looked up, eyes going wide, and jerked the wheel, but it was too late. Thea shut her eyes and tensed, waiting for the impact.

She was going to die.

Then a body flung itself on top of hers, knocking her violently to the ground and rolling her across the road.

The car missed by mere inches and left a swirl of grit and loose gravel flying toward her and her unidentified hero. Thea started to cough, trembling all over, before she heard a gasp beside her.

"Thea?" Roy demanded, pushing himself up from the road and then collapsing back onto his side. "Ah- ahh!"

"Roy!" Thea gasped, scrambling over to him. "Oh my God, are you alright? You just... you just saved my life."

Roy groaned. "I think I broke my wrist."

"OMG," Thea muttered, reaching out to grasp his shoulder. "OMG, we almost just died. I almost just died."

Roy swallowed. "Thea," he grit out. "I think I just broke my wrist."

The words finally registered and Thea let out a small scream. "Okay, okay!" she babbled, her head spinning. There was an odd ringing in her ears. She could hear her pulse. "We need- we need to get you to a hospital."

She leapt to her feet, staggered dizzily, and sat back down. Roy struggled to sit and reached out for her. "Thea... you're freezing," he murmured, hand on her cheek. She swallowed thickly, head in a fog. "We have to get you to a hospital."

"You're in shock," Roy told her, hand still on her face. "You're in no state to drive."

"I'll be alright," Thea insisted. She took a steadying breath and got to her feet, much slower, before helping him up. His breathing was labored, one arm held protectively against his chest. "Let's get to the car."

Her head felt clearer by the time they arrived at the car, the cool air hitting her face and forcing her to focus. Her hands were still trembling when she tried to grip the wheel and Roy carefully pulled off his jacket, wincing a little, and draped it around her shoulders. It smelled like him and she took a deep, steadying breath. Don't think about what just happened, she ordered herself. Don't think don't think don't.

She drove to the walk in clinic in a daze. When she and Roy arrived they found the lot nearly empty. Suddenly panicked, Thea turned to him. "It's still open, right? It's so empty. It's gotta still be open."

Roy nodded, swallowing. His face was an odd shade of grey and he was gripping his arm right above the elbow, knuckles white. "It's, like, 10:00 at night, Thea. Everyone's either at home or watching fireworks or doing... New Years Eve things."

She nodded, tumbling out of the car and running around to help him out. She led him into the clinic, one arm wrapped around his waist.

(sorry for any inaccuracies coming up :)

The receptionist glanced up when they walked in. "We- we need help-" Thea managed, before bursting into tears.

The receptionist hurried around the desk, her face creased in concern. "Oh my goodness, what happened? Are you both alright?"

Roy wrapped an arm around Thea's shoulders, holding her into his side as she buried her face into his sweater, trembling all over. He shook his head. "There was some- some- crazy driver and he almost hit- almost hit Thea when she was crossing the road- but I knocked her out of the way and landed on my wrist- she's in shock- I think my wrist is broken and it- hurts-"

His voice wavered a little and Roy sucked in a breath, staring firmly at the ceiling until his eye's stopped watering.

"Okay, okay," the receptionist seemed a little at a lost. "Why don't you both sit down. How old are you?"

"I'm sixteen," Thea mumbled, allowing herself to get led to the waiting room chairs along the wall. "And he's seventeen. I can- I can call m-my mom... she's home right now; she could c-come pick us up."

"Alright, you do that," the receptionist nodded. "I'm going to get a couple of papers you need to fill out, but then I'll have someone to look at you two right away. Luckily for you there's not going to be too much of a wait."

Thea nodded, curling up in the chair and pulling out her phone. After explaining the whole situation to Moria (which included a lot of hiccuping, more crying, and Moria having to ask "what?!" about five times), her mother said that she would be on her way as soon as possible.

Once she had hung up, she turned back to Roy. "How're you doing? Should you call your dad?"

He nodded, reaching his good arm to grab his phone. The conversation with his dad went very different from Thea's: "Hey, dad, it's Roy. I'm- well, we're- at the walk in clinic- yeah, everything's fine... well, I mean- dad, it's fine. We're both okay. I... messed up my wrist but I'm really okay. No, we didn't get in a crash. Some lunatic almost hit Thea when she was crossing the road and I knocked her out of the way. Yeah, she's okay. She's shaken. She already called her mom. Could you come- yeah, I'm really fine, I swear. Could you come pick me up? Yeah. Yeah. Thanks, dad. I'm fine. I'll see you soon."

He tucked his phone back in his pocket and let out a breath, resting his head on the back of the chair and shutting his eyes for a moment before going back to the forms on his lap.

After he and Thea had both filled them out to the best of their abilities (the receptionist was making an exception because they were in such terrible states and their parents would be coming soon to finish the forms), Thea got up and brought them to the desk. The receptionist smiled at her and clicked a few keys on her keyboard. "Do you want to go in together?"

"Yes," both Thea and Roy said immediately.

A couple minutes later their were being lead into an examination room by a middle aged, balding doctor. "Alright," he said. "So what happened here?"

Once again, the story was explained. The doctor stretched Roy out on the examination able, nodding slowly. "Well, Miss Queen. You're quite lucky to have a friend as brave as Roy Harper."

"Yeah," Thea agreed, resting her hand on Roy's shoulder.

The doctor felt around Roy's wrist and he winced, grabbing onto Thea's hand. "There's a definite break here," he told them. "Why don't you come with me to the X-ray machine down the hall and we'll see what's going on?"

Around twenty minutes later, the doctor was set up with a splint and a cast. "I'm going to have to set it," he warned. "I'll give you a shot that should numb the area pretty well but it's going to be sore."

"Y-You're going to give me a shot?" Roy asked, eyes growing large. "I don't- I don't need-"

Thea gave him a look. "You jumped in front of a car to save me and you're afraid of a tiny little needle?" she asked incredulously.

"Doesn't look so tiny to me," Roy muttered, staring past her to where the doctor was preparing the injection.

Thea sighed. "Just... try to think about something else," she suggested.

Roy wasn't quite looking at her, his gaze past her shoulder as the doctor finished filling the syringe with clearish fluid and brought it over to them. "This might sting a bit," he warned Roy as he turned his patent's wrist over and gently felt for his vein. As he raised the needle, Thea felt Roy's grip on her hand tighten to bone-crunching.

She did the only thing she could think of: gently turned his face with her free hand and kissed him.

Oh boy.

Wow.

That's... wow.

Thea gently pulled back, her eyelids fluttering open and her heart pounding.

"All done," the doctor said, pulling the needle back out of Roy's arm and eyeing the two of them with a faint smile. "We'll give that a second and then I'll set it."

Roy muttered something unintelligible, maybe intended to be a confirmation that he had heard and understood. His eyes were wide and he was staring at Thea in... something. Thea wasn't quite sure what.

"But it... it wasn't at midnight," he said finally, his shoulders slumping.

Thea looked at him, confused. "Huh?"

"I thought you wanted our first kiss to be at midnight," Roy elaborated. "It'd be all romantic and everything."

"Roy..." Thea reached up and cupped his cheek. "Don't be stupid. I didn't care when our first kiss was... I just wanted it to happen. And if a New Years Eve tradition was going to make it happen then of course I was excited for that."

The doctor had taken a hold of Roy's wrist. "I'm going to set this now, alright? It might hurt a bit."

Roy nodded vaguely in his direction, eyes on Thea. "So you really don't care? About all that cheesy romantic stuff?"

Thea sighed, shaking her head fondly. "Roy, as long as it's with you, it's going to be cheesy romantic."

"I'm not cheesy romantic!" Roy protested.

"Um..." Thea squinted at him, teasing. "You took me to a fancy restaurant and then a deserted spot on the beach so that we could watch fireworks, and then proceeded to save my life. You're definitely cheesy romantic."

He huffed, but he was smiling.

She was about to kiss him again when he suddenly let out a cry of pain. "Ow, hey!"

The doctor raised his eyebrows and reached for the splint. "I told you it might hurt a bit."

Roy grumbled something under his breath. The doctor finished up with his wrist and he pulled it back toward him, rubbing it.

"You are free to go," the doctor told them. "Your parents are going to finish filling out the forms at the front desk?"

Thea felt her heart leap. "Our parents..." she moaned in relief. "Our parents are here."

Roy muttered a quick thank you to the doctor and the two of them all but ran for the waiting room.

"Thea!" Moria gasped as soon as she spotted her daughter. Thea barreled into her arms and buried her face into her mom's shoulder. "Oh my goodness, are you alright?"

She nodded tearfully, wrapping her arms around her mother and hugging her tightly. A couple feet away, Roy Harper Sr. had grabbed his son in a hug, too, and Roy started to cry.

Once the Roy and Thea had had their reunions, and the former had collected himself some, the pairs broke up and faced each other. "Any medical bill that your son has," Moria said. "I'm insist you let me pay. He saved my daughters life and for that I will never be able to repay you."

Mr. Harper let out a breath, looking incredibly relieved. "That would be... that would be so very generous, ma'am. We appreciate it; we really do."

Moria nodded, satisfied. "Good, good. I hate it when people put up a fight when I offer to pay for things."

Mr. Harper nodded, looking a little uncomfortable. Thea resisted the urge to groan and offered Roy an apologetic smile. He just laughed.

About five minutes later the four of them were standing the chill, dark air, Roy now holding a bottle of pain medication. It was nearly 11:00 when Thea checked her phone.

"Well, that was a very eventful evening," Moria commented, one arm still around her daughter's shoulders.

"We never finished our date," Thea sighed, looking regretfully at Roy. "I'd say we should still go to that cafe to get cocoa and bring in the New Year but... I feel like I could probably fall asleep right here on the pavement."

Roy snorted, sticking his good hand into his pocket. "Yeah, I feel that," he agreed.

Moria and Mr. Harper gave them knowing glances. "I'll be at the car," Moria told Thea. "Don't take too long."

"Yes, mother," Thea sighed, rolling her eyes at Roy.

The two parents walked off, talking in low voices, and Thea turned to Roy. "Thank you," she said. "Again. For saving my life. And for the date. I had a really nice time. I mean... maybe not the almost-dying bit but the first part was... really nice."

Roy smiled. "I'm glad. I'm glad you had fun. I did, um... too."

Thea bit her lip and stepped a little closer. "Can I kiss you again?" she asked hesitantly.

"No," Roy murmured. "It's my turn."

He cupped her face with his good hand and gently kissed her. When they broke apart Thea smiled and bit her lip. "Goodnight, Roy. See you soon."

"Bye, Thea," he echoed. "Goodnight."

Author's Note: YOOOOOOOO that was all one section and it was LONG TOO!

I hope you guys enjoyed my Theroy special! :D :D :D

Also, I know that everything in our world is so totally crazy right now. If anyone needs to talk please PM me and I'll see if I can't cheer you up or at least listen to you :) Love y'all.