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It was day 3 without Diggle, Felicity still kept her distance from Oliver, just when he started to feel like they were going back to normal, but they weren't he found the only time there was much interaction between them was when Laurel wasn't present. He could understand why, he thought they would be friends, that they would be glad to have each other girl power and that. He was frowning whilst signing reports, he wished for nothing more than to go to the lair and workout, take out some criminals and wait for his opportunity to be alone with her, well and Roy he thought, Roy brought it out of her when the three got together, otherwise she was distant. Oliver had suggested that they all take the night off, it was quiet and they could all use it.
"Please" Roy begged her, practically getting down on his knees, giving her puppy dog eyes.
"O No you don't Harper, don't you give me that look … there is no chance in hell that I am doing that" Felicity says glaring at him.
"Flick please, this was my idea, my boss left me in charge, I can't mess this up, please, the girl dropped out, this needs to be a success" he grabbed her waist hugging her "Pweez"
"Speed dating ... speed dating … there is nothing more ridiculous or desperate, than a bunch of ridiculous people, I mean what the hell are you supposed to learn about somebody in 2 minutes, nothing, nothing, it will be the same nonsense, hi, you alright, how are you?, you do this much?, so no I am not going, I'm not going to spend the time Oliver gave us off, talking to a bunch of randoms, repeating myself all night" she shoved Roy off her walking over to the kitchen, pouring herself a glass of milk.
"I will serve you free drinks all night" Roy offered, widening his eyes, attempting to persuade her.
"What time do I need to be there?"
At the club, Roy had set up all the tables, and the men and women who signed up waited to be seated. Felicity walked through the doors, she had made no effort what so ever, she was wearing black leggings, sneakers and a baseball jersey. Roy went up to her, eyeing her up and down, raising his eyebrow waiting for her to explain.
"What I'm only here to fill the seat, knock back the bourbon actually no bourbon it gives me indigestion and hiccups" she says linking Roy's arm.
"You could of made an effort, put on a nice dress, comb your hair, at least worn a football jersey, baseball seriously?" He was taken aback with her appearance, yes as of late and especially because he is living with her, he has seen her in casual clothes, but this was a nightclub which for one night only he had suggested speed dating and the boss agreed, allowing him to take it from there. Felicity was looking around and noticed a group of men and women who were taking part, she looked at the women, all beautiful, model type girls, blonde, brunettes, shining hair, wearing cocktail dresses with 5 inch heels. The men were not bad either, they were dressed respectfully, some in suits, and others more causal smart. Felicity looked down at her attire, what the hell was she wearing, what was she thinking, she thought she could come, just drink and listen to men tell her facts about their lives which could all be found on Facebook.
"Roy, you never mentioned anything about how … how … look at what I am wearing" she snapped punching him in the arm; she could feel her cheeks begin to flush. She took her seat as Roy read the rules out; Felicity noticed a bartender going round with champagne when he reached her she took two glasses. This was going to be an awfully long night, she needed to get drunk, really drunk to forget this. She felt like she was in high school, when the cheerleaders used to pick on her, the plastic girls always picked on her, she was known as tutor girl, she tutored some kids for extra money to help pay for bills. She felt the same look and stares tonight, come on Smoak, ignore them, you are a grown ass woman she said to herself. She quickly downed the two glasses before a guy in a grey shirt and jeans walked up to her.
"Hi I'm Steve" he said smiling at her, pen in hand, she felt like she was at an interview.
"Felicity" she managed to smile back, raising her eyebrows. She listened to him tell her that he is starting a company, hiring cars, that his dad would be his business partner, he had 2 cats and lived in a studio flat. She saw Roy and pointed at her glass, he immediately came to her with a couple of shots and glass of champagne. By the time guy number three came up to sit on the chair, she thought she heard it all, he went on about his future hopes but currently was washing cars. Great she thought, whilst downing the drinks Roy brought her, hoping that she could forget what these idiots were saying to her. When guy number four sat opposite her she thought cute, first cute guy she's seen.
"Hi I'm Andy" he said reaching his hand out to hers.
"Dana" she said, after the first guy she kept telling guys different names and made up a back story of each name, hey she had to do something; she didn't want to repeat Felicity Smoak 25, MIT graduate, EA, lives with the bartender, likes mint choc ice cream, works late nights. She wasn't really paying much attention to Andy, she just nodded at practically everything he said, her chin rested on her hand, as she pouted looking around the club, where was Roy she needed another drink.
"Hi I'm Nick" this was guy number 9 and the last guy she had to talk to, she didn't look at him, still looking around.
"Hi" she said as she turned to look at him, wow he was beautiful, crystal blue eyes, striking blue eyes, he had light brown hair, was muscular and had an amazing smile. "Hi, I'm Nick" she said smiling at him. He raised his eyebrow looking at her.
"I mean, I'm not Nick, obviously, your Nick" she started laughing nervously, her voice beginning to break, she was taken back with how gorgeous he was and the way he was staring at her. "My name is … erm … my name is …" she was deep in thought, what the hell was her name.
"Felicity" Roy said, standing next to them.
"Right yes that's what it is Felicity, I'm Felicity not Nick, your Nick" she smiled at him.
"Hey Roy" Nick said turning his gaze towards as they shook hands.
"You two know each other?" she asked.
"Yeah, Roy was friends with my brother, we lived on the same streets, I came back a couple weeks ago and he begged me to come to this speed dating thing he was throwing" Nick said turning back to Felicity.
"O really, he has never mentioned you before and we live together, in the same house, we are friends not like that because, I'm sure you know he is a baby, little baby" she was laughing as she pushed Roy lightly.
"Yeah he told me, it's nice, Roy lived in a hole practically so from what he told me your place sounds like heaven" Nick said, he still had that stupid smile on his face, at this point Roy left them suggesting they get to know each other time is ticking.
"You said came back, where did you go? If you don't mind me asking?" she swallowed, she had drunk far too much and needed to keep her mouth shut, why couldn't he be guy number one, she would be much more sober.
"I was in the army, just came back from my second tour in Iraq" he said, his face dropped a bit and his smile started to fade, but he kept his eyes on her.
"Must have been rough … you with a gun and .." she knew word vomit was about to come up, "Shooting people, not that that's all you do over there, I'm sure you do other stuff, like bombs, or … I'm sorry I have had a lot to drink, I didn't want to come and you are the only nice guy I've met tonight and your probably thinking, this crazy blonde where is the nearest exit." She tapped her fingers against the empty glass.
"You're cute"
"Hmm, always cute, apparently" she looked away; cute she didn't want to be cute.
"Hey your beautiful, I'm having lunch with Roy tomorrow why don't you join us, ill push it back a couple of hours, you can sober up we can start a fresh, Roy has told me a lot about you and you are the only person in here tonight not pretending to be somebody you're not" he stood up gave her a peck on the cheek and went to stand with other men whilst Roy begun to conclude and end the night. She saw the bartender and grabbed another couple of drinks, cute she kept thinking to herself.
Before they got ready to leave Roy mentioned heading to the lair as he had left a few things that he needed, it wasn't far from where he worked, he picked that club in particular for it to be close to the lair if anything ever came up, he decided to walk with Felicity, she was linked to him, stumbling, he thought the fresh air would do her some good.
When they got to the lair, Roy was surprised to see Oliver and Laurel sparring on the mat, "What are you two doing here, I thought you said night off" Roy helped Felicity down the stairs she was blowing bubbles with her gum, unaware of what was happening.
"Yeah, Laurel wanted to train, I was already here, what are you two doing here and is she drunk?" Oliver glared at the pair of them; annoyed this was the third time she had been drinking, coming to the lair, what was she thinking. She ran to her chair, legs wobbling, it wasn't a straight run, more of a side to side. She sat on her chair and started turning herself round and round. "You're going to get dizzy and get sick" Oliver shouted at her running and grabbing hold of the chair stopping it.
"Hi Oliver" she giggled like a little girl, "Let's catch some bad guys" hitting the keyboard with her whole hand. "Found one" she kept giggling, until she fell of the chair.
"What were you thinking?" "Why is drunk, when you moved in, I didn't have to worry, but now she is being reckless, getting drunk" he screamed at Roy, "this isn't her, she doesn't do this".
"Well maybe you don't know her that well then" Roy screamed back watching Felicity sit on the med table, folding her legs, looking like she was counting her fingers.
"Roy, I shouldn't have to worry about her, now that you are living with her, you should be watching out for her" his mouthing twitching. He licked his lips trying to hold back some of his anger.
"Ollie, let it go ok, she is having fun, I just don't understand why you guys come in when she is drunk, go home, this can all be avoided" Laurel finally added, she moved over Oliver's side gently squeezing his arm, watching Felicity on the med bed, blowing bubbles and pocking them with her finger as she giggled.
"We we're on our way home I needed a few things, you said night off, I didn't know you would be here" Roy replied, trying to get Laurel's attention as she kept watching Felicity with a sly smile.
Felicity shifted and reached for a bottle of Jack Daniels, they sometimes left alcohol, not just for medical reasons, but would sometimes take a shot after a long day. She poured herself a glass, clicked her glass to the bottle, "Nobody ever listens anymore Jack" she said as she lifted the drink, leaning back to drink, before she could sip it, the cup was snatched out of her hand by Oliver. She had yet to realise that she no longer had the glass in hand as she still went to take a sip. She realised that she no longer had a glass; she looked at her hand, turning it. "Hey it disappeared" sounding astonished, she reached for the bottle to drink from it instead, as she was about to Oliver snatched it off of her.
"I think you have had enough" growling at her, putting away the drink.
"Hey you're not the boss of me" folding her arms, pouting at him and sticking her tongue out, she leaned back softly but hadn't anticipated how much until she fell of the med table. "Owww" "I'm Ok, I'm Ok" she got up quickly jumping back on the table. "Stupid speed dating" she muttered laying down flat on her back.
"Speed dating, you went speed dating" Laurel asked, smiling, surprised, she walked closer to Felicity wanting to drill her about the night she had. She noticed how Oliver bit his tongue, she could tell he was angry, jealous, his fists were clenched together and he gritted his teeth.
"Roy said there was a space available, I needed to fill it, he would get in trouble, it would be fun he said, worst night ever, stupid Andy, stupid Steve, Stupid Mick, stupid … stupid .. number 6, 7 and 8, and then there was Nick" giggling, she closed her eyes remembering his features. Laurel assumed she spaced out was sleeping.
"Speed dating, how desperate" she saw the boys look at her, "What it is, seriously a bunch of people who have nothing better to do, cannot find people on their own, what can you learn about someone in under 2 minutes, if they are the one, don't think so" she added grinning at Felicity. She felt like she accomplished something, Oliver could see that she was a total mess and interested in somebody else. "Roy next time don't bring her, here she is a mess, a drunken mess".
"I am not a mess" she finally got up from the table, "I had a night off, wasn't tonight my night off", waving her hands about. "Just because you drank and become an alcoholic, doesn't mean I am a mess or desperate" she took her shoes off and walked over to her desk.
"Excuse me, I went through some stuff, that is why I drank" Laurel wanted to push her on this, wanted to have it out with her. Oliver stepped towards her shaking his head. "No Ollie, it's about time we had it out, all I have tried to do and want since I came into this is be part of the team but you make it difficult" shouting at Felicity.
"I make it difficult, we tried with you for so long, all you do is come here for 'Ollie' nobody else, you do not make the effort, you ignore us, you do not acknowledge us, you are making it difficult for yourself" shouting back, her head was banging, she couldn't stand straight but sober Felicity would probably never do this so she had to continue.
"Well your some groupie, you are in love with Oliver Queen, and you do all of this to get his attention, it's pathetic and desperate" Oliver reached to grab her arm "No Ollie let us have this out it has been a long time coming".
"Desperate I'm desperate, Oliver Queen should not flatter himself, I have had a crush on him, for obvious reasons I am not in love with him, I care about him but that's as far as it goes, a groupie I've been here almost 3 years, and as for desperate you are the one who is desperate constantly running back to 'Ollie' he had an affair with your sister, not friend, sister, he came back you got it on with him, Sara came back got it on with him, here you are going back there, take the hint, studies show if you allow your boyfriend to cheat and you keep going back they will keep doing it because they can"
"You know nothing of about my relationship, I went through some tough times and Oliver and I will always be there for each other, always"
"O poor you, because you are the only person to grieve or to feel pain, we all have pain, all of us, but we shut it down, we hide it, we swallow it, we do not go around blaming everybody else and become an addict" she knew she was going too far but she would not stop she needed this, she needed to feel empowered even if it was because she was drunk.
"I loved Tommy so much, it broke me when he died" Laurel stood taller attempting to intimidate her.
"Yeah so much so that the moment Oliver came back you jumped into bed with him" there she went she said it. She had not anticipated what would happen next though. Laurel raged with anger as she lifted her fist and punched Felicity in the face, which landed her on her back on the floor. Roy ran to her to hold her up as Oliver walked over moving Laurel back.
"What the hell are you doing?" growling in Laurel's face.
"I had to Ollie she went too far" she shouted moving Oliver out of the way to stand tall above Felicity. Felicity stood up from the ground, the adrenaline pumping she could not even feel the pain of the punch, she knew she would feel it tomorrow.
"You know what Laurel, I have had to deal with girls like you my whole entire life, stuck up manipulative bitches, stay, go I do not care, it's not like I have been acknowledging your presence anyways and I will probably feel stupid tomorrow but tonight nobody punches me and gets away with it". She ran towards Laurel like a footballer and tackling her to the ground, before she realised what she was doing Laurel had grabbed her hair pulling her down with her. Laurel slammed Felicity against the floor grabbing her wrist and twisting as she screamed in pain. At the point Oliver grabbed Laurel from the waist lifting her off, as she tried to fight him to get back to Felicity. Roy rushed to Felicity's side that had gotten up from the adrenaline attempting to run back at Laurel, he took note of what Oliver was doing and grabbed her waist pulling her back.
"ENOUGHHH" Oliver screamed lowering Laurel. "Leave, get out, both of you" he turned to Roy and Felicity. "GO HOME". He saw the surprise in Felicity's face, he didn't know what he was doing, he should be telling Laurel to leave but after today and the mention of Tommy he was worried about her wellbeing, worried she could go home and relapse. Felicity pushed Roy's hands away from her walking up to Oliver glaring at him.
"Digg was right" she barely managed to say as her voice broke, he noticed her cradling her wrist. "Always Laurel Lance everybody else be damned". She shoved past him trying to get up the stairs, Roy ran to help, Oliver watched as she stumbled up the stairs, walking away.