Friday morning Felicity got up early, like always, and decided to go for a quick run before heading to the store to look for more furniture. She wanted to get a small patio set for the balcony and some bar stools for the kitchen. There was no room for her old dining room table and she refused to eat on the couch every night.
She hopped up the stairs happily singing along to the song playing on her iPod. It was such a nice day and she hated to waste it in a furniture store but it had to be done.
After she had showered and dressed she grabbed her keys and her phone and threw them in her purse. As she backed out of the room she ran into someone.
"Oh my gosh I'm so sorry." She said turning to look at him. He was a lot taller than her, with piercing blue eyes that she could have sworn were staring right through her. But his cocky smile told her he was only sharing through her shirt.
"It's alright." He said. "Totally my fault."
His voice was deep enough to melt hearts but she couldn't fall for that again. Not after it had cost her so much the last time. She had broken eye contact with him at least half a dozen times but every time she looked back up he was still staring at her. What was he trying to accomplish?
"So you're the new neighbor then huh?" He asked.
"I am..." She replied. "You live here too?"
"Right next door. I'm Oliver Queen."
"Felicity Smoak."
"I heard you moving in yesterday morning but I figured those guys had it covered and didn't need my help."
"Those guys huh? So you were watching?" His smile faded as his cheeks turned a light shade of pink.
"Well I uh-"
"Just wanted to see who the new neighbor was? I guess I understand. Just promise me that spying on me isn't going to become a habit?"
"No I don't think so. Although I would like to get to know you better. After all we are neighbors now. Actually I'm throwing a party tonight if you would like to come."
"Oh so you are a party thrower? Of course you are. But I don't know parties aren't really my thing and I've got a lot of things to unpack still."
"Well if you change your mind you know where to find me."
Felicity had met a lot of guys like Oliver Queen. They had all been trouble and she had fallen for almost every single one of them. But she wouldn't do it again. After the last one she decided to pack up and move. Start a new life somewhere else. It seemed like a good plan. But with Oliver Queen as a neighbor it might be a little harder to stick to than she thought.
Felicity Smoak. It was such a pretty name. Fit a pretty girl like her just fine. He didn't exactly have a type but if he did it would be girls like Felicity. She didn't like him much though, he could tell. There was just something about the way she looked at him, or rather the way she refused, that screamed the fact that she wasn't interested. But he wasn't going to let her give up on him that easily.
He liked her. She was the type of girl that wouldn't put up with his shit and that's the type of girl he needed. Felicity Smoak could certainly handle herself.
He didn't expect her to show up tonight but he wanted her to. More than anything he wanted to see her there. He wanted to see her smile and laugh with other people. He wanted to see her have fun. He wanted to see her be herself. He wanted to know her. But he knew it would take a public setting for her to talk to him.
The way she froze up in the hall as soon as she turned around, that was instinct. She didn't want anything to do with him. He wanted to know why.
He didn't have much for party food but he had plenty of alcohol. He didn't throw parties very often but when he did he tried to make it a good one. That meant there was some shopping to do.