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Chapter 7

Michelle Branch ft. Carlos Santana – The game of love

"Felicity, there's some guy on the phone for you. Quickly, I've got a conference to go to!" her mother called with a suspicious voice. It was Monday, a couple of days after the Prom.

"Who?" Felicity asked.

"He said Oliver. I don't seem to recall someone with this name!" her mother said.

"He's a student I helped once with computer science" she answered promptly "I wonder…"

Felicity picked up the phone and walked in and out of the living room, going around in circle.

"Oliver?" she asked cautiously.

"Hi, Felicity" Oliver said on the other side, smiling "I hope I haven't called you in a busy moment"

"No, not at all" She said, thinking that it wouldn't have mattered anyway. "What can I do for you?"

"You know, graduation is tomorrow, and apparently my grades are good enough to graduate" he said proudly.

"Congratulations, I'm happy for you!" she said sincerely.

"I was wondering if you were coming to the ceremony"

Felicity raised her eyebrows. Until that moment she had no intention of attending, because unconsciously she thought she had no reason to. Oliver's question made her consider it.

"Would…would you like me to be there?" She asked gingerly.

He sneered but then he said in a quiet way " Actually I was thinking…If you haven't had dinner yet, would eat something with me tonight, so we can talk about this?"

Felicity would have certainly fainted if she wasn't already sitting on the stairs of her home. Was it important to talk about attending a ceremony over a dinner? And most important, had he asked her to eat? As if it was a date?

"No I haven't, and yes I will" she said eventually.

"Good, then I'll pick you up in half an hour"

Felicity panicked. She was already in her jammies and her hair was messy. She fixed that by braiding it, and then spent most of the time left in front of her wardrobe. She finally realized that it didn't really matter, it was something improvised and so should be about her clothes. She wore her favorite pair of pink converse, a pair of jeans and a t-shirt.

Felicity's mother had luckily left, so she avoided any further and uncomfortable question before heading out. Oliver was there waiting, leaning in front of his vintage red Porsche and smiling almost shily.*

"Hi!" she said cheerfully.

"Hi Felicity, you ready?" She nodded. He then opened the other door of the car and let her sit.

"Where are we going?" she asked.

"It's a place my dad used to go when he was a teenager. He also used to take me there when I was a kid, but now he's too busy" he said, sounding a bit disappointed. " It's called the Belly Burger"

The Belly Burger was an old style restaurant, located close the financial district and looking like a place of another time. Wooden chairs and tables, vintage chandeliers and red and white squared curtains. Oliver and Felicity sat near the windows and ordered the house special burger, which Oliver had praised as one of the best.

Oliver watched Felicity tuck into food which was partly hilarious and partly sweet. No, she definitely wasn't the picky type like…no don't make comparisons he thought. She's the kind that you go anywhere with and enjoys surprises. This was one of the many reasons he liked Felicity. He'd come to realize that in the past days, when something had happened. Something he wanted to tell Felicity and for the first time in his life, try his luck.

"So…" he began in a singing voice "About the graduation…"

"Hmmm?" she said with her mouth full of fries.

"Ehm well actually there's another thing first…" He waited.

"Go ahead!" Felicity said.

He took a deep breath. "After the Prom, I basically sat down and thought. For the first time in my life I took a serious decision. I broke up with Laurel"

A piece of French fries fell of Felicity's mouth. Oliver, who was feeling a little agitated, couldn't help a smirk.

"I'm sorry Oliver" she said "Or should I be, I mean you decided because you weren't happy about your relationship so I guess it's a good news right?" she babbled.

"Sort of. Laurel is a lovely girl, but I didn't love her as she deserved and it was time to stop dancing around it, as someone told me. And the thing is that in the past months I've..." he looked down. "I think I've developed feelings for someone else"

Felicity was suddenly afraid of hearing the rest.

"I think I'm falling in love with you Felicity" He paused for a while. "Do you think I could have a chance with you?"

Felicity suddenly left the table and literally marched to the bathroom, leaving Oliver taken aback. She stopped in front of the sink and placed her hands there.

Millions of thoughts were going through her mind and body, while she was looking at her frame in the mirror. Was it a dream, or was it a nightmare? Did Oliver Queen just make a declaration to her? It couldn't be true, not to her. She couldn't understand, of all people. Oliver Queen had broken up with Laurel Lance and had told he was falling in love with her. He was the dream guy at school. But she had learned to know him. And there was more than just the rich son of a billionaire who loved to party, Oliver was nice and generous, and naturally sweet. Felicity had long time harbored feelings for him, but she probably never voiced them even to herself. She gathered up her thoughts and went back to the table.

Oliver was where she lad left. He was keeping his arms on the table, squeezing his hands together. He didn't know where to look. He almost stood up looking worried when she came back.

"Why me?" Felicity asked.

"Why not?" he asked sitting back. He took her hand and spoke again.

"Look at you Felicity! You are beautiful. You are smart, funny ,kind. And you challenged me like nobody has ever done!"

Felicity bit her lips and slowly started to smile.

"Nobody has ever told me something like this. I find it hard to believe, do you understand?"

Oliver understood. Wasn't he calling her kid until a few weeks ago? Their social lives have been very different so far.

"I do. But you have to start from somewhere?" He joked, even if he knew it wasn't really the best one.

"So what's it to be?" he asked hopeful.

"I really want to take a chance!" Felicity answered, feeling, perhaps too dramatically, that she was jumping into the unknown.

Oliver smiled from ear to ear and stood up from the table. He rushed to Felicity's side and kissed her in front of everyone, leaving her breathless and happy.

"We should celebrate!" Felicity said.

"Whatever you want!"

"Ice cream! And I know just the right place" she said enthusiastically.

They went to Felicity's favorite place, bought ice-cream and then sat on a bench talking for a while.

A little later Oliver took her back home. He opened the car's door for her and then walked to her door steps.

"Thank you Oliver!" she said finally.

"You're welcome" and he bowed down "Although I guess it could have been a better organized first date!"

"It was just perfect" She said sweetly.

"See you tomorrow then?"

"I'll be there" and she stood up on her toes to kiss him.

*if any of you can spot a '80s movie reference…you win! What? Ok a virtual hug, is that ok?