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What she don't know
By Is how hard it is to make it.
look so easy
Oh oh oh...
Look so easy
So easy
Yeah-ooo
Oliver couldn't believe it was Christmas time again.
This time last year he had been engaged to Felicity.
It seemed like ages ago.
Now, they were both in relationships with different people.
He really did like Charlotte.
She was the news anchor at their local TV station and that's how he had met her, during the opening ceremony of the new police department.
She interviewed him. She was totally different from Felicity.
She didn’t wear glasses for one and she didn't have blond hair.
Instead of blue eyes, she had green ones.
He was so nervous when he had to tell Felicity that he was going on a date.
---------------------( Flashback October 5th in the foundry) --------------------------
Oliver had just finished taking down another drug dealer and had gotten shot.
As usual, Felicity was mending his wounds.
After the break-up, the first couple of times had been awkward.
Remembering they had sex on this exact operating table, made his pants tightened even now.
But they had found some sort of middle ground, where both pretended more or less successfully that nothing had ever happened.
“Oliver! did you hear me?”
He shook his head:”Sorry, what where you saying?”
“I have something to ask you.
Actually, I don't need to ask you, I need to tell you.”
“That’s perfect because I have to tell you something as well.”
Both blurted out “I have a date tonight.” at the same time.
A fleeting look of sadness crossed Felicity's face and he felt like there was still a flicker of love in her eyes but it disappeared as quickly as it had come.
“Oh… okay. Where are you taking her?”
“Her name is Charlotte and I made a reservation at this Italian place: Bella.”
“That's the new place near your office”
“Yes, she said she loved Italian” he utters
Felicity’s face falls, Italian had been their first date.
”Cool” she replies hastily, covering her disappointment.
Oliver, always attuned to Felicity’s every mood, notices anyway.
He would love nothing more then for her to say “don't go on this date”, he would love to kiss her sadness away but he knows she doesn't love him anymore.
As hard as it is, he's trying to move on.
When you nearly spend your whole life with the love of your life… He kicks himself, nope she's just one of the loves he’s encountered in his life so far.
God! He was pathetic, thinking of her while being with another woman.
“She’s half Italian” He didn’t really know why he had said that.
What did she care?
Was he trying to make her jealous?
but then, why was he going on a date with somebody else?
He let out a frustrated sigh. He needed to clear his head and he knew just what to do.
He was sharpening his arrows: “So..who are you (you) going on your date with?”
“Oh! His name is Jonathan.”
She was looking at Oliver’s back but if she could have seen his face, she would have recognised jealousy.
He broke one of his arrows.
Oliver took a deep breath in order to control his voice:”
Isn’t that the guy who was trying to get your company back for you?”
He was actually pretty proud how normal his voice sounded.
“Yes, that’s him.
We had so many long nights together…I mean meetings, I mean in a completely platonic way.
Oh, you know what I mean.” she was flustered.
God, he wanted to punch that Jonathan guy.
He was even more annoying than Ray.
Ray was a bit creepy but harmless.
Jonathan, on the other hand, was very good looking.
Thea had confirmed it to him:“I’d have nothing against a little tumble in the hay with that tasty morsel.” were her exact words if he remembered correctly.
What was even worse was that Jonathan was actually a nice guy.
He reminded him a little bit of Tommy.
They had the same kind of easy charm that made them very popular with people, particularly women.
And he fucking had gotten her company back for her!
He tightened his grip on the broken arrow, remembering when Jonathan told her she'd have the company back.
Felicity had been elated, had hugged him and kissed him on the cheek.
Diggle had just smiled:”it’s like when Ray was with her.”
A short while later he had warned him:” Oliver, you need to make your move soon or somebody else will”
“They just work together that's all.” he had replied.
He was cut off by Thea before he could say anything more:”Yeah, like working together has never lead people to hook up, Ollie”
How was he going to manage that whole situation?
what if he had to speak to Felicity about something?
Or go on a mission at night? Deep down he knew: that man fancied her.
“Where is he taking you?” Oliver asked in a tight voice.
“He's cooking for me”
Oliver pictured her eating dinner with him and then Jonathan kissing her and then going to the bedroom.
He shouldn't feel like that. It's his fault they're not together.
“That's nice” he said.
“I’m sure it will be.
Even though I'm making desert.”
“I could give you a recipe” he said with a smile.
Wow! He was so pathetic.
He was willing to make a soufflé just to spend some time with her, so another man could get into bed with her.
“Don't worry, I'm probably just going to buy something.”
He smiled, remembering when she had tried to make omelettes and a roast dinner and had ended up burning everything.
---------------------( End of flashback ) ---------------------
Tonight they both had a Christmas gala to attend and both would be there with their partners.
He'd been dating Charlotte for three months now and had managed to avoid introducing her to Felicity.
Sadly for him, he hadn't been so lucky.
Jonathan was around quite a bit, being the lawyer that he was.
And now, he had even been promoted to district attorney.
As his luck was going, he seemed to bump into them almost every time they went for lunch together.
He would love nothing more than cancel his appearance at this venue.
He hated the idea of Felicity in another man’s arms but they were opening the new children's ward.
It was a winter wonderland especially designed to make children feel at ease in the normally so scary environment of a hospital.
Charlotte was really looking forward to it.
She had never been to a gala since she was usually working on the other side of the fence, reporting the event.
Thea, ever the helpful sister, had offered Charlotte help in finding an appropriate outfit.
He knew it was a big deal for his sister since she still shipped him and Felicity together and even called them Olicity.
But Charlotte had declined saying that she trusted the TV station stylist more.
--------------------( On the other side of Star City) -------------------
Felicity was also getting ready for the Christmas gala.
She couldn't help but remember that around this time last year she was engaged to Oliver, planning their wedding and looking forward to their lives together.
But then everything had crumbled, with the secrets and the lying and everything that followed.
It would've been hard but she could have forgiven Oliver for not telling her about William.
But the fact that he never really apologised until it was too little too late and then sent William away without even discussing it with her was more than she could take.
She could've protected him, the team could have. Something had shattered inside of her.
He didn’t trust her! He had taken the one thing that she so desperately needed and had found in this relationship: Trust.
Trust that she would keep any secret he would burdened her with, trust that he would always stay by her side, trust that she would stand by him through thick and thin.
God, Moira had really messed up her son’s life, even in death she still had a hold on him with her secret keeping mentality…She had to stop thinking about him, it was too much.
Move on, Felicity.
She was in her bedroom, she could hear Jonathan taking a shower in the bathroom.
She really did like him. He was so handsome with his long(ish) blonde hair and his beard.
He was a lawyer and he had helped her get the company back.
Now he was even the district attorney.
It had been a little awkward at first because Oliver, being mayor, had to interact with him on a regular basis.
But Jonathan didn't mind that she had history with Oliver.
He had a little daughter called Florence, who was currently sleeping in the spare bedroom while the nanny kept watch in the living room.
His wife had died in the Undertaking and had left him with a newborn baby to care for.
He hadn’t told her he had a little girl at first.
Only once it got serious, did he introduce her.
They had been dating for 4 months now.
She honestly didn't know if he was “the One” but she couldn’t think that far head at the moment anyway .
She knew his feelings ran deep. He had told her he loved her.
But she just couldn’t say it back.
It had taken her such a long time to tell Oliver…no, no, no, she wasn’t going to think of him again.
She went to her closet to get her dress out.
She was putting it on when Jonathan came out of the bathroom fully dressed in his tux.
He stopped in his tracks:”Wow! you look spectacular” “Well thank you, my dear sir” she replied blushing a little bit.
She did feel beautiful, she had chosen this dress because she still had a little tan from her summer break and the silver dress was stunning against her skin.
The bodice was hugging her small frame and the pearl encrusted capped sleeves were bringing out her beautiful shoulders and toned arms.
From the waist down, the dress was a wave of fabric that flowed around her legs like a silvery waterfall.
A pearl encrusted clutch and diamond earrings finished the flawless look.
“I need to kiss Florence goodnight but I’ll be back as fast as I can” Jonathan said winking at her.
“Wait, I’ll come with you”.