When Oliver woke up, the sun was already out. He couldn't stop thinking about all the things that happened yesterday. Today was their last day together, their last day together alone without responsibilities, without reality hitting them all the time. He just watches the incredible woman he has in his arms. Felicity's facing him against his chest, and somewhere they had their fingers interviewed. The only thought that he has right now is that he wants this, her, the rest of his life.

Slowly she beings to wake up. But before she opens her eyes she decides she wants to enjoy it and feel it. She feels Oliver's shirtless chest against her, she must probably be facing him, and she feels their hands interviewed, and can't stop feeling how right it feels. Then she opens her eyes. And the view she gets is amazing. A complete smiley Oliver looking at her.

"If I have to be honest, I don't want to get up, I could spend the whole day here, with you, in bed" She seriously was starting to think there's something wrong with him. It feels like she's in a dream. But she can't stop herself either, "Me neither", she answers with the biggest smile.

They just continue enjoying each others company and stare at each other, when suddenly, a knock on the door. The thought that crosses both of their minds was: "seriously, can't we just get a break!"

Oliver gets up and opens the door, to find Julia with a huge plate with breakfast in it.

"You shouldn't have bother Julia!", grabbing the plate from Julia.

"Well, it's your last day so we thought to make something special"

"Thank you, and its smells great by the way!"

"Enjoy it"

"We will thank you"

"Felicity, honey! Breakfast is ready"

Felicity couldn't believe her eyes. A shirtless Oliver coming to her, to bed, with breakfast in his hands, and calling her "honey", what's up with universe?

On the other hand, Oliver couldn't believe his eyes. A complete sleepy Felicity in bed, which he shared it with, waiting for him, in bed!

They ate breakfast in bed, silently, enjoying each others company.

Then they prepared for their last day. They spent it in each others arms, listening to old stories of Julia and Andrew.

When it was around 4 pm, Oliver and Felicity decide to go packing their stuff. They would be leaving around 5 in order not to get to late to Starling City.

While Felicity was packing her stuff, she couldn't stop herself from stealing glances at Oliver and think about this amazing weekend they spent together. He was an amazing gentleman to her. Thinking of that she decided she wanted to make it up to him. So she just grabs his hand and tells him to follow her. Something that he hadn't any problem doing.

They enter the house and went up a stair, till they reach an orange door. Felicity opens the door, and what Oliver saw couldn't be more interesting. It's Felicity's old room. No need to explain him that, he could notice. All the colors, all the computers, and material on them. He even catches a glance on the Harry Potter series, and some DVD's of Doctor Who.

He turns to where she is, leaning against the frame. He stops when their faces are really close and has to ask "Why?" "Because I trust you" The only thing he can see on her eyes is honesty and trust. So he do the only thing ha can think off, and wanted to do for some time. He leans in closely and slowly, and she does the same. When their lips are about to touch, a loud sound of something breaking comes from below. They separate and rush down stairs. Both not believing what just almost happen.

When they got in the kitchen, they found Ryan crying because his milk glass has just broken. They help him clean up the mess, and Oliver prepares him another glass.

It's time to say goodbye. Nobody wants, but they have. They have to get back to the city and confront reality, dangerous criminals.

The ride in the car, back to the city is quiet. Neither of them knows what to say.

When they reach Felicity's apartment, Oliver helps her with her bags. When they are at her apartment she tells him to but her bangs on the sofa.

He's at the door, figuring out what would be the best thing to say or do. The truth is that both them, don't want this to end, them.

"Like I said a few days before, I can't thank you enough", she grabs his arm, pulls herself up to him and places a soft kiss in his cheek.

"I'll see you tomorrow"

"Okay"

And with that he's going down in the elevator. When he reaches his car, he decides it's now or never. So he goes all the way up to her apartment again. He knocks the door. She opens it, surprise to see him there.

"Oliver, wha…" He's mouth is all over hers. She can't think, and don't want to, she just wants to feel. She kisses him back like her life would depend on it. They couldn't stop, not now, not ever. He slowly takes her to her bedroom where their soul and bodies would find a rhythm.

The End

I hope you enjoy it, as much as I enjoy it writing. This is my first fic and I wrote in 7 hours! I got this inspirational idea last night and when I started writing, I couldn´t stop.

Thank you very much for all the reviews, the likes, and the people who took their time to read it. It really means a lot to me! I can´t thank you enough!