Misplaced Memory (An Arrow Fanfic) [UNDER EDITING]

chapter 3

"Okay, why do you wanna speak to me so badly? Im not the best dancer in there and im sorry but i really wont do a private show, i just wont. So thanks for saving me, really thanks, but im late for a very important dinner with my family...so..i need to go, im sorry" Felicity said to him while trying to breath naturally again. She smiled at him and wanted to walk away when she stopped. Oliver looked at her and hoped that she would listen to him even though he was a stranger to her.

"Okay i will listen to you" she said, almost reading his mind "because you probably just saved my life and i'm not a bad person and im actually kinda curious what you want to tell me so i will give you my number" she said while grabbing a pen from her purse, and writhing her number on his hand "and then you can call me for a date, i mean not a real 'date' date but a lunchdate, not a lunchdate like that but...one..two..three.., it sounded different in my head" Oliver smiled at her and Felicity blushed.

"i know what you mean and i will call you"  he said seriously

He looked at her: her hair in a messy bun, no make up and a white shirt and light blue pair of jeans. She looked very casual, but still very pretty. Felicity saw that he was looking at her and felt uncomfortable being watched like that. She turned away from him, walking to her car.

"it was very nice to meet you Oliver Queen but i really need to go now, im sorry!" she said while stepping into her car and leaving Oliver behind before he could speak another word. He walked back to his car at the other side of the alley and stepped in.

"And Oliver, did your charme worked on her?" his black driver said sarcasticly smiling.

"Diggle, you saw the whole thing" Oliver said while dialing Felicity's number in his phone "If you want to laugh at me for being stood up by a dancer you can just start now"

"We both know she isn't just a dancer Oliver," Diggle said very serious and continued in his tone "And for you to win her trust isn't gonna be easy, from what i just saw, so your gonna keep your charme locked away somewhere and go strait to business before blowing the whole operation, because we need her" Diggle was very serious when he said those last words and Oliver knew that what he said was true. As the car drove away from the club Oliver thought about felicity. He would have never guessed that she would be like this, this funny and beautiful girl as a dancer in a club filled with lowlife meno paused men. He imagined her like an office girl who would never even set foot in a club like this and he didn't knew what to think of it.

"Diggle, how did you even found her, i mean not to judge but i think nobody would ever guessed to find a computer genius dancing in a club" Oliver said remembering her in the club and how she said he was a pervert for grabbing her arm. The memory made him sad actually, her opinion counted for ten.

"I also have my contacts Oliver" he said while smiling "you don't always need to a rich playboy to know people" Oliver laughed at his comment and they drove to the hotel.

***

"Briana, Mom!? Im sorry im late i got held up by work again. Is there any food left?" Felicity said while walking into the appartement and dropping her stuff on her bed in her room and grabbing some old pictures from her desk.

"Bria? Where can i meet the guy who makes your cheeks go red suddenly? I have some really cute pictures of you as a little bee here and i think he would loved to see..." she stopped as she saw that the living room was empty and all the furniture was trashed all over the place. She turned to the kitchen on her right and dropped the pictures, when she saw with red letters on the wall: If you wanna see your family again you give me the Arrow. You have till tomorrow 8 o'clock. Felicity stood there shocked with tears in her eyes. How was she supposed to deliver the arrow, she never even saw him for real, just on the television. She sank to her knees not knowing what to do anymore. Then she remembered Oliver in the alley. He was skilled and probably had his resources because he obviously didn't walked into the club by accident, he was looking for her. She grabbed her computer and searched where he could be staying. She hacked into all the hotel databases and finally found him in the Las Vegas Palace at the top floor. It was just now that she realised that he was a billionaire, but at the moment she couldn't care less. She grabbed her car keys and ran out the door to her car and drove to the Las Vegas Place hotel.