Oliver, I'm fine, don't worry. Lie. You want help me, but if help me means that everyone, that Oliver, looks at me, like you do, like you look at me now, please,I don't want your help Digg. Truth. I left the window open because it was the only way to get some fresh air to sleep. Then, when I felt his breath on me, I talk to in my head " Finally, a bit of air. " Nightmare.
Rated: T - English - Romance/Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 2 - Words: 2,188 - Reviews: 8 - Favs: 4 - Follows: 5 - Updated: 4/16/2013 - Published: 4/15/2013 - Felicity S./Overwatch, Oliver Q./Arrow/Green Arrow