Homecoming
Felicity was excited, Oliver already asked her to the homecoming dance. He asked her the same night that the fight took place, and of course, she said yes. The only problem was that she could not figure out what beautiful dress she was going to wear. She had finally made a decision. She slipped into her dress and then went and did her hair and makeup. Oliver would be there at 6:30 sharp to pick her up. She was so nervous.
Oliver pulled up to her apartment building. He parked the car and strode up the front steps. Felicity could see him through her window on the third floor, looking very dashing in the white tuxedo with the purple accents. He jumped into the elevator, and rode it to the third floor. Oliver was just as nervous as she was. He had the corsage in his hand, which he hid behind his back.
Suddenly, there was a knock at her door. This caught her by surprise. She took a moment and composed herself before she opened her door.
"Hey-," Oliver started to say but stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Felicity standing there in her amethyst purple dress that hit the floor. Her makeup was simple, with just a splash of color.
"Wow, Felicity, you look absolutely stunning," he spoke with a genuine smile. "Oh here, I bought this for you," He pulled out the corsage.
"Oh, Oliver, it's beautiful, wait how did you know, I was going to wear purple," she questioned.
"Oh I have my sources," he stated playfully. She had forgotten he was The Arrow.
"Oliver Queen, have you been spying on me," she asked with a stern tone.
"NO, okay maybe," he said before he started laughing.
"You are the funniest person I know, let me just grab my purse and then we can go," she asked. She went back into her apartment. She later reappeared locking the door behind them.
"Let's go," She said. He started with her in hand to his jaguar. The accents of his suit matched her dress color without even knowing it. When we got to his car, he slipped a small velvet box out of his coat pocket and handed it to Felicity.
Felicity opened it, and it was a beautiful diamond necklace. She stared at Oliver in disbelief.
"This is for you," he said with a little bit of a quiver in his voice. She gasped, "This is too much," she said breathlessly.
Before she knew it, Oliver was standing behind her, helping her with the clasp of the necklace.
"Nothing is too much for my girl," he said with a slight growl. This sent a shiver through her whole body.
When they arrived at the dance, he opened her car door, parked the car, and then took her out onto the dance floor and they danced the night away. He took her hand in his and put the other around her waist, she put her hand around his neck while they swayed.
And Oliver's nose was as good as new. He knew it would heal just in time.
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