Title: The Announcement

Author: brittany34

Summary: One year ago Oliver Queen and Chloe Sullivan's romance ended, but when Oliver finds out that Chloe is about to marry someone else he realizes that he has to find a way to win her back before she end up married to the wrong man.

Characters: Chloe Sullivan, Oliver Queen, Lois Lane, Clark Kent, and several original characters

Rating: this chapter T

Genre: Angst/Romance

Words:1,923

Disclaimer: I own nothing!

Chapter 7

Oliver sat on his sofa a glass of his favorite scotch in hand and his phone still within reaching distance on the coffee table. He raised the glass to his lips and finished what was left in one gulp then slammed the glass down beside his phone.

Clark's words from earlier repeated over and over again in his mind. He had told Oliver not to give up that he thought Chloe's resolve was weakening. He had decided to wait until tomorrow to call her again, but the thought of going another day without actually talking to her was eating away at him. Deciding to try one more time he lifted his phone, but before he could dial the gate to the elevator slammed open and in walked one seriously pissed off Chloe Sullivan.

"Hey," he said hesitantly, "how did you…"

"Get in?" she asked finishing his question for him, "you never changed your code." She started pacing in front of him, "you really need to work on that I mean how ling after you and Lois broke up did she have the password to your computer. It's simple Oliver, break up with girlfriend, change important pass codes."

"Right but I would only have to do that if I didn't trust you, which I do, so I didn't really see the point. So to what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?"

She didn't respond just stomped over to him, until she was inches from him. "I think you know," she answered her hands planted firmly on her hips and her eyes narrowed. "Do you have any idea how many times you have called me Oliver Queen?"

"A few." he answered.

"A few? Try eighteen. Eighteen phone calls in the last in the last two days." She took another small step toward him, "what were you thinking?"

He stared up at her for a moment then stood causing them to be even closer, "I figured you had to pick up and talk to me eventually," he admitted.

"Didn't you get the message after call number ten that I had no desire to talk to you." she said angarily.

"Then why are you here?" he asked smugly. He wasn't sure if it was her actually showing up or the scotch he had drank giving him the sudden surge of confidence he was feeling and he didn't care, he was going to use it to his advantage. He leaned toward her, "well?" he lifted his hand and tucked a small curl behind her ear then lowered his hand to her shoulder the pad of his thumb tracing small circles over her pulse point.

"I only came to tell you to stop calling me." she answered obviously trying to keep it together but he heard the way her voice wavered at the small movement of his hand.

Neither of them said a word as she involentarily leaned into his touch and her eyes fell shut for just a moment but when she opened them he was staring at her slightly parted full lips.

"Don't even think about it Oliver!" she snapped suddenly placing her hand to his chest and pushing him back almost causing him to fall back on the couch, but somehow he managed to stay upright.

He shook his head startled by her sudden denial of him but didn't fail to notice the flush in her cheeks, he had seen it on her before, it was the way her body had always reacted to being this close to him, or at least since that first night in Watchtower when she had finally let him in.

The sight of her still reacting to him this way after everything only fueled his building confidence and he felt himself smile brightly before he began to lower his head and press his lips to hers.

"Try it and you'll lose that little appendage of yours that you and every model and starlet you have ever come across holds so dear." she said poking him forcefully in the chest and forcing him to pull back.

"It's not little, I think you would know that better then anyone." he said smugly moving his hand from her shoulder to her cheek and rubbing the pad of his thumb over her lower lip.

Her breath caught in her throat, but she hadn't pushed him away again. He took his opportunity and lowered his mouth to hers, a light brush at first but it quickly intensified. Chloe wrapped her hand around him and pulled his body as close to hers as possible.

He couldn't stop himself from moaning as her lips parted slightly and he seized the opportunity to really taste her for the first time in over a year. It had been so long since he had been this close to her and the feel of her pressed against him was more intoxicating then any liquor or drug could ever be.

He wrapped an arm around her waist until his hand rested against her lower back, somehow pulling her even closer and ran his hand lower until it was resting more on the top of her backside then on her actual back. The feel of his hand there seemed to pull her from her trance. She tore her lips from his and glared.

"What the hell Oliver?" she asked pushing him away from her again, "you can't just kiss me, I'm getting married," she held up her left hand and waved it in front of his face displaying her engagement ring.

Just the sight of the ring made his blood boil, "You shouldn't be," he ground out trying to keep his voice even but knowing he hadn't succeeded.

"Well I'm sorry but you don't get a say in anything I do anymore." she stepped back and began to pace in front of him again.

He watched her movements and fought the urge to tell her how incredibly sexy she was when she was fired up like this. Her hair was slightly tassled, her eyes wild and her chest heaving slightly with each breath as she tried to collect herself.

Suddenly she stopped pacing and looked at him her eyes narrowed, "You shouldn't have kissed me."

"You know what sidekick, you let me and whats more, you kissed me back." he started to move back toward her, but she held up her hand so he stopped mid step.

"First of all," she started holding up one finger, "don't call me that." she held up a second finger, "and second… you… you just caught me off guard."

"I might believe that if you hadn't responded so… hungrily," he said with a smirk.

"That's not even… no you know what I'm not gonna do this with you," she took a deep breath and crossed her hands over her chest, "I came here to tell you that you need to stop. Stop calling before you ruin my relationship. You need to stay away from me."

"I can't," he admitted softly, "I can't watch the woman I love marry someone else and not at least try and fight for you." He took a step toward her, "I love you. Can you honestly say that you don't feel the same way anymore," he took another step, "the day you left me you promised me that you would love me forever."

"I will," she admitted looking to the ground, "but that doesn't change anything."

"Chloe, how can the fact that you still love me not change anything?"

"It just doesn't. Loving you doesn't change everything that happened, and loving you isn't going to change you into he type of man I need to be with."

"Oh really, well why don't you tell me what kind of man you think that is."

She looked to the ground, "I need someone that I'm enough for, someone who wanst to build a life with me. I think I deserve that."

"Of course you do, and I want to give it to you, I wanna give everything to you, you just have to let me." he was almost yelling now.

"Oliver, you only feel this way because I'm marrying someone else."

"Is that what you think, that I only claim to want to have a life with you because I'm afraid of losing you."

"Yes!" she yelled her volume now matching his.

"You couldn't be more wrong." Oliver walked over to his desk and pulled out a small box from the top drawer before walking back over to her. He stood less then a foot from her and began to open the box, "I had this in my pocket the night I came home to find your bags packed and you on your way out the door." When he lifted the lid he heard her let out the smallest gasp, "I was going to promise to change and tell you that you're the love of my life and all I want to do is spend the rest of my life showing you how much you mean to me."

"Ollie…"

"Please don't marry him?" he pleaded, every bit of confidence he had had was now gone and he stood before her exposed, "marry me."

He watched her eyes grow wide.

"I'll give you everything you need and more, I swear."

"I have to go." she said suddenly turning on her heal and rushing toward the elevator.

"Chloe wait," he rushed after her and managed to grab her hand before she climbed on. He pulled her back until her chest was flat against his the crashed his lips against hers in a brief yet passionate kiss. When they pulled apart he leaned his forehead against hers, "I'm not going anywhere and I'm sure as hell not going to give up on you," he told her before releasing her.

He watched her step back and close the gate. As the elevator desended, Oliver felt his first surge of relief since the day her had seen Chloe's wedding announcement, he had seen it in her eyes she still felt the same way about him, there was no denying that, and knowing that one thing only fueled his determination, he now knew there was no way they would end up any way other then together he wouldn't let them….

A/N Hope y'all liked it!