Last day of this drabble series. Hopefully y'all can find something you like here- this one definitely isn't the best.
Situation/Location: At the drive-in movies
When Felicity came around the corner and saw Oliver Queen standing in front of her locker she almost said 'screw it' to being prepared for class and ran away. Unfortunately she didn't do it fast enough.
"Felicity!" With a groan she stopped, trying to cover the surprise that Oliver knew her name.
"What?" She sighed.
"I wanted to ask you something."
"Ooo-kay."
"There's that senior class trip to the drive-in this weekend." He paused, and she saw a little twitch in his right hand, where he started rubbing his index finger and thumb together. "I was wondering if you'd be willing to go with me." Felicity froze. This was not what she expected him to say at all.
"Are you serious?" She looked at him, unsure. He gave her one of those looks; one of those looks where he furrowed his brows, and looked at her worriedly.
"Of course I am." She still looked unsure. "So will you please go with me?"
"…yes…I guess." With a smile he held out his phone.
"Would you put your number in?" She quickly put it in. "I'll come get you tomorrow at 7 okay?" She nodded and he headed off to class.
When Oliver showed up at Felicity's house the next day, she still was slightly unsure.
"You ready?" She nodded. He held out his hand and this time she took it. The drive wasn't long, so she didn't have to worry about trying to make conversation.
"Do you even know what they're showing tonight?" She asked just before they arrived.
"Nope."
"I'm sorry.,, I ask random questions when I'm nervous. Not that I should be nervous, or that you should be nervous either." She gestured wildly with her hands. Oliver laughed.
"That's cute." Felicity blushed.
After they arrived at the drive-in movies, they only had to wait five minutes for the movie to start. And Felicity only had to wait ten more minutes for Oliver to try something.
First he kept it simple and put an arm around her shoulder. She allowed it, as it wasn't doing any harm, but it didn't take long for him to get more serious. It was when he had pulled her over and tried to kiss her neck that she pulled away.
"What the hell Oliver? Just because it's a drive-in doesn't mean you have to be so cliché." He backed up.
"I'm sorry. Force of habit."
"Force of habit? Are you frickin serious?" Oliver groaned and rubbed his hands down his face.
"Okay. Okay. I'm sorry. I know that doesn't fix it all, and I'm nervous." He paused before speaking softly, practically murmuring. "I've never been nervous about a girl before. I don't like it."
"Look… I'll give you another shot, as long as you chill-out tonight. Keep it simple. Deal?" He smiled.
"Deal."