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Roy wasn't embarrassed of where he came from but he was still uncomfortable with Thea finding out exactly where he living. Her image of the beaten down hero was bound to fall apart when she saw his neighbourhood, his house and his lifestyle. He almost wished the walk was longer, if only to keep up the nice little bubble that the couple were currently in. Still, Thea had hardly balked at the sight of the streets that they had walked through up to this point and certainly didn't differ from this reaction when they turned into his road. A dog barked in the distance and Roy could see that the overpass had been coated in freshly wet spray-paint tag of some gang-banger or another. Finally, he guided her round and stopped: "Here we are, this is me."

The porch was rotting slightly and tools of different variety were untidily shoved into one corner. There was a screen door that had several holes in it, defeating its purpose to keep out bugs, and a heavy wooden door behind it. The walls were made of cheap material and the tiles on the roof were mock terracotta, not that the desired effect was achieved anyway as all the colour had been washed off. The windows were reinforced and blinds shut. It was hardly the white picket fenced American dream.

"It's… nice?" Thea tried but she was never good at lying.

"Don't lie, rich kid, it's disgusting but it's home," Roy replied, opening the door after unlocking several deadlocks. "The inside's a lot better anyway," he mentioned as he gestured her to step inside.

"Woah you weren't kidding," the brunette said as she stepped inside, eyeing up the red chilli fairy lights that adorned his headboard. "Where did you get all this stuff?"

"Skips and rubbish tips," Roy admitted without regret as he walked over to the kitchen side of his one room apartment and looked in a cupboard.

Thea sat down on a battered wooden and looked around. "I hope you're not expected any of that to occur tonight," she laughed.

Roy turned and joined her in her laughter as he spotted her pointing at the 'Live Nudes' neon sign hanging on the wall- the 'Live' were the only words that were highlighted in red. "Can't you see what it really says?"

The billionaire's daughter took a moment to consider before murmuring "Live... clever."

"I needed something to remind me to keep going," Roy smirked, picking out a first aid kit. "Also the owner of the club I nicked it from was a real creep so I guess it's karma in force."

"You stole it?" Thea asked aghast, turning towards her saviour in shock.

"You realise where you are right?" Roy replied sarcastically as he walked towards her and put the box down on the rusty makeshift garden/dinner table. "The Glades? Home of the poor, the scum and the criminal?"

"Oh my parents are going to love you," Thea laughed as the young lad ripped open an antiseptic wipe and tenderly stroked her cheek with it. "Ouch!"

"Aw c'mon rich girl, don't be a bitch about it," Roy grinned cheekily, touching up the cut. "Rich bitch, has a nice ring to it don't you think?"

Thea gave a sultry sulky look as he tore open another packet containing a plaster and applied it. "You're lucky you're in my good books Roy, err… what's your surname?" Thea asked, shocked she hadn't inquired already.

"Harper, Roy Harper. Not that the man who gave me that surname knows about the forename," Roy looked sad for a moment, pulling a seat for himself.

"Did he leave before you were born?"

"Ran as soon as he heard I'd been conceived," Roy spoke bitterly, his eyes clouding a little. "It's just been me since I was fourteen, my mum found a new man and I haven't heard from her since. Thank god my Dad left me a bit of money before he scampered- I never would have been able to get a place like this if he wasn't so good at gang banging."

"Shame they never saw the man you've become," Thea reassured him, placing a tentative hand on his shoulder. She was pleased to see that this got a smile out of the lad.

"Let's dance," Roy sprung out with suddenly, rising from his seat and walking across the room.

"Dance?" the brunette questioned, joining Roy on her feet.

"Sure, using the stereo and Ipod I, err, found, why not?" Replied cheekily, fiddling with the technology. "I've never been great at it but I'm sure you've attended some posh affairs in your time. Isn't it vital for a young rich bitch to know some moves?"

Thea laughed, "I'm not going to lie and say no." What is Not Yours by Chris Lind broke out of the speaker and the young woman recognised the singer's calm voice. "Chris Lind?"

"Yeah well, the guy who's Ipod I borrowed seemed to like him- he's on three different playlists," Roy joked as he turned back round, his grin spreading wider when he caught sight of the beautiful girl standing in his room.

"I've seen him live actually. It was incredibly intimate," reflected Thea as Roy stepped in front of her.

"How are we going to do this then?" He inquired, carefully placing one hand on her hip, looking for any sign to back off. Thea struggled to contain herself as she watched the man who had single-handedly defended her not fifteen minutes earlier struggle awkwardly. She grasped his hand and held it firmer to her hip, taking his other hand in hers and finally placed the former hand on his shoulder. The young man relaxed a tad and started to follow her moves. After a couple of dodgy tread on toe moments, the couple were moving in some kind of dance. "So you're a Queen?"

"I'm surprised you didn't recognise me, everyone else certainly does- Thea Queen, socialite," Thea answered bitterly.

Roy didn't miss that. "So the glamourous life isn't all it's hyped up to be?"

Thea sighed, not sure how to put it. "I don't know, my life can get a little out of my hands and some times I just want a little more control of it. The paparazzi have followed me since I was fourteen years old, avidly waiting for my sex tape or at least a wardrobe malfuction. My Mum hasn't been the same since Oliver went missing seven years ago, distancing herself emotionally while placing tons of expectations on me that I can never fully live up to. My Dad would normally keep things under control but nothings been the same since he died. God, I sound a mess don't I?"

Roy didn't reply. For so long he had resented the rich, the superior, the elitists. He had been to the supposed charity events where the trust fund kids spent a day in a homeless shelter so that they could put it on their college application or use it impress dinner party guests at Daddy's next soiree. It was hard not to resent them in the Glades, everyone did.

And yet here in front of him was this strong but vulnerable young woman. He stayed silent but pulled her closer, as tight as he could. It slightly restricted the dancing but it felt right. As the song pulled into its final vocal Thea pulled her head off Roy's chest, where it had been resting. The young man pushed the hair from her face and leant in. The lips touched tentatively at first, both nervous, both eager. Thea placed her hand on his neck and drew him in closer, opening herself up. Roy kissed her feverishly and hungrily and the pair fell back on his bed, never loosing their touch.

Slowly they slipped into a sleepy slumber, still tangled in each other's limbs. The red chilli lights flickered over the red neon sign that flickered on the billionaire's borrowed hoodie.

xxXxx

Song Choice: Soul Love, David Bowie

Hey two chapters in two days, I'm pleased with that haha thank you for your views, follows, favourites and reviews yesterday, I really appreciate it all. I was shocked and grateful for the 200 views I got yesterday and can only thank you the Arrow community for your hospitality. Anyway, onto my favourite people: reviewers!

Kyra19: Thank you, I enjoyed writing it. I hope you will be pleased to see the next chapter and you're right Roy/Thea do need a name! Maybe something to do with their surnames? Love to hear from you again.

DKMF: Thank you, I agree that after season two we need to see some Roy/Thea love. Hopefully he'll be her redemption or something in the next season :) Glad I didn't keep you waiting too long!

Spitfire303: Love the name, are you also British by any chance? I'm glad you're interested, hope you enjoy this chapter.

Guest: Thank you so much, that's so kind. Hope you enjoy this chapter too!

Thanks guys, up early to revise tomorrow but I'll see you soon hopefully! Cheers!