Felicity
She was torn. Should she go back to Oliver who was probably beating the crap out of a few dummies, or to Michale who would probably be waiting for her with a candle light dinner? Felicity decided neither. Instead she drove to her old apartment that she still owned until the end of the year. When she walked in she gasped. Everything was still the same except for plastic coverings and a LOT of dust. She pulled the plastic off the couch creating a wall of dust, and plopped down. She didn't feel like trying to hook up the TV so she just laid there thinking. Then she saw a movement near the window. She lunged at the figure and pinned them. Punching as hard as she could she heard a groan. And saw their face, it was Oliver. Crap. She scrambled to her feet and was stunned silent.
Oliver
He hadn't meant to scare her. And he was NOT expecting to be knocked down. Least of all by Felicity! When did she become so...STRONG! He pushed himself into a sitting position and rubbed his hand over his swollen jaw.
"Ok! I deserved that!" He said putting his hands up in defeat.
"Oliver! I'm so sorry I didn't mean, I thought i was, if you told me, why are you..." She was cut off by a sudden knock on the door. Her face fell, and turned white.
"GO!" She hissed. Oliver was about to fight when he heard a voice.
"Felicity!?" It was Michale.
Felicity was practically pushing him out the window. He climbed out and she slammed the window shut. Just as Michale came through the door. Oliver was out of sight to their eyes but he could see them easily. A part of him wanted to leave but a bigger part wanted to stay. Michale was about Oliver's height and just as muscular, he had brown hair to match his brown eyes. Next to Felicity he was a giant and she was a porcelain doll. They were talking.
Felicity
There was no use in wiping off her face, Michale always knew when something was wrong. Which is what they were fighting about right now.
"What's wrong?" He asked concerned.
"Nothing, I just stubbed my toe." She answered as coolly as possible.
"Felicity Megan Smoak, you are the WORST liar in the world!" He said adding a smile to take the edge off his voice that had risen.
"Is it Oliver?" He asked quietly. Felicity was silent. Michale gently placed a finger under her chin and she was forced to look at him. She looked up at him defeated.
"I'm sorry Michale...I have a lot to think about." She pulled away and he stood there for a moment stunned. Oliver noticed that he too was holding his breath.
"Ok, I'm...I'm...I'll just go and leave you to your thoughts." He said closing the door behind him. Felicity fell to her knees and sobbed. Oliver wanted to go in and comfort her but, figured she would only decline. Leaving with a heavy heart he left.
