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"Crap, crap, crap" Felicity muttered repeatedly, dashing down the stairs and into the, thank god, already waiting metro train and took tight hold of the pole routing itself from floor to ceiling of the sub cart while spreading her feet shoulder-width apart to level out her weight ready and awaiting the train's departure.

Don't get her wrong, she loves the metro and all- or as much as anyone could when they're potentially going to be late for a really important day at work that could determine whether or not she stays at her workplace or not -but it got very…touchy feely at times, resulting in total and complete and utter embarrassment.

Standing there waiting for her stop, she allowed her gaze to travel around to the multiple faces in the same compartment as her and sure enough there…uh he was, right behind her.

Stepping to the side more so his other hand that wasn't holding the metal pole running along the ceiling of the cart could grasp hold of the pole she held onto, Felicity smiled in response to him bobbing his head in thanks.

Honestly Felicity hadn't exactly expected the next events to happen, they just did.

Abruptly the train suddenly, and quite violently, jolted sending her surging forward before she could move to intercept the movement, right into his chest with an 'oomph' on her part but alas things can't just happen solely like that as their heads and thus their mouths collided with one another's.

Caught up in the moment and feel of his mouth against hers, which she instantly pulled back from, Felicity took the time to truly look at him as his arm came around her waist and resting on the dip of her back.

Shock and surprise were evident, blending the two expressions together thoroughly, as they danced in his deep blue set eyes. However though, his eyes seemed to contrast strongly against his broad and muscular build.

The metro train though seemed unwillingly to leave things alone just as they were as it, once again, jolted rather violently causing the two of them to lose their balance and go crashing into the seat behind where he stood, Felicity ending up in the man's lap, her arms wrapped his neck to stop her from hopefully not face planting the floor if the train decided to continue being an arse.

Staring into the stranger's eyes, Felicity held her breath as his gaze shifted from her eyes to her lips. She swore he was slowly leaning in again, before the tannoy announced the driver's apologies and the next- and luckily hers -stop.

Basically launching herself out of his lap, murmuring a 'sorry' before all but sprinting out of the cart doors and merging herself in with the crowd, refusing to stop to allow any hope of him stopping her.

If mysterious blue eyes were in the majority of her thoughts Felicity never uttered a word.

From that moment she had boarded the metro train, Oliver had been attracted to the blonde but when the jolts caused her to crash into his body- not that he was complaining -he couldn't get his mind to separate thoughts from her, especially when she left the cart as soon as it had come to a halt.

Why didn't he hold her more firmly in his arms?

Why couldn't he have found his voice and had actually spoken to him?

To say that the concept of blonde hair and the colour red rarely escaped his mind would be an understatement.

Tommy, Diggle and Slade had told him repeatedly that he was overthinking this whole thing by spending two weeks boarding the same train, trying desperately to either find or run into the blonde woman again for even in the span of five minutes waiting for their individual stops her personal light had blinded him with awe and had made him addicted.

Wow, the guys were right, he was a goner.

However, one Friday morning it finally paid off as sure enough there standing near the middle of the cart stood the one person that hadn't left his thoughts.

Okay maybe refusing to ride the train for two weeks in the fear that he may be there was a little overkill, as said by Sara, Laurel, Sin, Caitlin, Cisco and Barry, but Felicity really didn't want to run herself in-ground by confronting or as her words said 'getting hurled into his path' again.

Actually truly thinking about how things had panned out, maybe she should've boarded another compartment from the one that she met him on in the first place, urgh can this get any worse?

Next time remind her to never in her life say those words again.

As she waited for her stop, which was the one after next, Felicity felt a strange feeling wash over her as though somebody were watching her, so curiosity killing the cat- as she always said -she stepped to the side slightly.

Of course though since the universe hated her decided then was the perfect time to strike the train compartment with another violent jolt, making her footing stumble right into a pair of- she swore on the pint of mint choc chip waiting for her at home -awaiting arms, a familiar mouth cutting off any words from escaping.

Arms wrapped around her waist, holding her close to both the pole that was still vaguely in her grasp and a warm and broad chest. Not really knowing why she didn't have it in her to pull away from the warmth radiating through the pair of lips currently devouring her own, Felicity's non-logical side of her mind saw no reason not to deepen the kiss with the person who she had no idea was.

When the urge to breathe became too strong to ignore, Felicity pulled back slightly from the too panting mouth, resting her forehead on theirs….and that's when it hit her.

It was him.

The one person she didn't want to bump into was in turn the face she had just oh so previously….snogged the face off.

Oh this so wasn't ending well.

"Hi" his breathy voice didn't do her much help to calming her own pace which was sky high, even though that was an understatement.

"…hey" not really knowing what to do in that moment, Felicity did the only thing that came to mind, stared at the lips hers were recently attached to.

"I didn't get the chance to introduce myself last time, I'm Oliver"

Oliver, great even his name was causing her to heat up again.

"…Felicity, my name's Felicity" mentally slapping herself for falling victim to his onslaught of hot- total understatement -kisses again, she took a deep breath and rose her chin to meet his gaze and one thought entered her mind.

Bad idea!

"Would you like to grab a coffee with me?" was he actually asking her out?

No Felicity, he's riding a unicycle, what do you think he's doing?

"…uh today…or…"

"Yeah, today, if you want to that is"

Biting her lip, ignoring how his eyes seemed to track her movement and darken immensely, Felicity thought to what her friends would tell her to do. Taking another moment to look into his eyes, her breath caught in her throat when she saw not only the fact that he looked almost desperate and slightly fearing her potential rejection.

Exhaling deeply, she began nodding gently before words could be spoken.

"I'd love to"

"Brilliant, by the way it's nice to be 'hurled into your path' as well Felicity" the smug smile told her that that thought hadn't been as thought in-mind as she'd thought it was.

"Please tell me I didn't say anything else out loud"

"…I'm not saying a word" the smile itself was enough of an answer to make her groan in exasperation and drop her head to his chest, not exactly bypassing the way his arms tightened a fraction around her figure.

"I have a feeling this day is going to be blast" his genuine laugh resulted in the two of them laughing together even as they walked out the doors together, hand in hand.

The next time they kissed, not only was it non-platonic but it was very much planned, wanted and not ended for quite a while.