Seeing Her 8/?
Title: Seeing Her 8/?
Author: Calie
Rating: M
Summary: Title may change. After an accident Chloe and Oliver get to know each other in a different way and Oliver finds himself really seeing Chloe for the first time.
Notes: Okay, I am having so much trouble writing this story. I guess I'm kind of bored. I'm not really even happy with this chapter. So I would love some suggestions on what to write next.
Oliver had alerted Chloe to his assent up the elevator just moments ago and then she practically hung up on him. Upon entering his penthouse he didn’t notice anything different to alert him to her presence. There wasn’t even a sound. But she had to have heard him, so instead of interrupting her he took a seat on the sofa and began nervously tapping his foot. It was just as he pushed up the sleeve of his jacket to glance at his watch that he heard the door open. He was out of his seat in seconds and moving to meet her half way. Oliver never met her; he stopped as soon as his eyes settled on her.
They stood in silence staring at one another. Chloe hoped his silence was a good thing but she couldn’t quite be sure. “Hey.” She said gently with a soft smile.
When he saw the dress at the store it looked beautiful, but he had no idea it would look like that. What business did he have brining her out in public looking like that? There was nothing revealing about her dress. But nothing should fit like that. After coming back to himself he stepped forward and took her hand in his. “You look beautiful.”
Chloe watched him bring her hand up to his mouth and press a kiss against the top of her hand. “Thank you.”
“Are you ready?” She nodded in response, but before he led them to the door he wrapped his hand behind her neck, being careful of her hair, and pulled her closer. She opened her mouth to him in response, allowing him to slip his tongue into her mouth. The minutes were counting down but he couldn’t resist wrapping an arm around her waste and pulling her closer.
Chloe gathered the lapels of his tux in her hands and pressed her hips against his, grinding them gently.
Oliver reluctantly settled his hands on her hips and pushed her away from him. “I think if I want to be able to walk out in public we better stop.”
It took her a few moments before she caught on. “Oh.” She grinned sheepishly and released his jacket. “I guess I’m ready then.”
As they exited onto the busy street Chloe received a few glances by passerbies, making her even more aware of the surreal situation she had found herself in. Her anxiousness only increased when she spotted the limo driver at the curb opening the door for her. Chloe wasn’t used to living Oliver’s life; it was all a bit to much.
Oliver helped her into the limo and even bent over and pushed the lower half of her dress in. “Thanks.” She smiled, slightly embarrassed.
“Your welcome.” He flashed a smiled and shut the door. When he entered from the other side she was smoothing her dress down with her hands. “That won’t help, you already look great.” He slid in next to her and shut the door.
“So where exactly are we going. You told me a charity thing, but for who?” Chloe watched as Oliver grabbed the bottle of open champagne and poured a glass. When he handed it to her she smiled. “Thank you.”
“It’s for the governor.” Oliver poured himself a half glass of champagne and set the bottle back into the ice bucket. “Every year he hosts I guess what you would call a governor’s ball. But he just charges people an exorbitant amount of money to donate to his charity. Of course you’re also expected to donate to the governor’s campaign fund.”
Chloe scrunched her eyebrows. “I thought he was just beginning his last term?”
Oliver grinned and took a sip. “Oh no, he wants to be president.”
“Huh.” She shook her head, slightly embarrassed that she really hadn’t been up to date on current events. Truth be told, she had kind of fallen out of the loop when it came to the news. She hadn’t been enjoying her time at the Planet and had begun to spend more and more time working for Oliver. “So you’re going because?”
“Because I am one of the governor’s biggest donor’s to his charity and there seems to be a good chance he could become president. So I need to show my face.” He took another sip and watched her. Her eyes weren’t on him, but elsewhere in the car. He could see she was thinking over something. “What is it?”
Chloe looked back to him. “So this is kind of a big deal then? People from all over the country would be attending right?” He nodded and waited for her explanation. “Do you think Lex might be there?”
Oliver sighed, downed the rest of his champagne and after sitting it aside turned to her. “Maybe.” He could see her tense up. “I tried to find out, but I didn’t have much luck. But Lex has been laying low for a while now. You know that. He hasn’t set foot in Star City in over six months.”
She only nodded in response and took a large sip from her glass. “No, it’s okay. I’ve been dealing with Lex for a while. I’m used to him.”
It was very evident that she was trying to reassure herself more then him. “I’m sorry. I probably should have told you before. I just didn’t want to worry you with it, especially if he wasn’t even going to be there.”
Oliver probably should have told her, but she could let it pass this one time. He had been trying to protect her, she understood that. But if whatever was going on with her and Oliver lasted, he couldn’t keep things from her. “It’s okay. Like I said, I can deal with it.” She tried to smile reassuringly, but by the unconvinced look on his face she knew she hadn’t succeeded. “I am, really.”
“I’ll take you’re word for it.”
They sat in silence for a few moments, Chloe’s thoughts full of Oliver, Lex, and her dress. Unconsciously she fidgeted and pulled at the material around her waist. When she noticed Oliver’s amused glance she broke her silence. “Hey, have you ever worn a dress?”
“I can’t imagine it would look very good on me.” Oliver took her glass from her hand and set both glasses down. “You on the other hand…” He pressed a chaste kiss against her lips. “Look beautiful.”
“You’re such a sweet talker.” His only response was a satisfied smile before leaning into her again.
Chloe allowed Oliver to help her out of the limo. Her chest heaved as she tried breathe. Oliver’s kiss had turned out to be a little more then she bargained for. “Wow.” She stood on the curb and stared up and the grand mansion before her.
“Eh.” He held his arm out to her and after he took it he led her up the steps. “I’ve seen better.”
Chloe smiled softly and concentrated on making it up the steps. “For the last time, I just want to protest that you went above and beyond.”
“So you’ve said.” Oliver glanced down at her then turned back to their ascent. “But if I have it within my power to do anything to win you over then you can’t stop me.”
For some reason she liked his forwardness. It was nice not to have to guess with him. And for the first time she was sure that someone cared for her. “You’ve already won me over Oliver. You don’t have to keep lavishing me.”
Then it had been too easy, because Oliver had done nothing extraordinary before flying her back out to Star City. That all had been in attempt to win her over. Not once had the thought he had already succeeded. “Now who is being a sweet talker?” They stood in front of the doors and as the two security guards in their suits opened the large wooden doors he turned to her. “I do it because I want to. I want you to be happy.”
Chloe turned and looked up into his face. There was no joking in his features, he was serious. “You make me happy. Happier then I have been in a long time.”
He kissed her cheek softly and lowered his lips to her ear. “I have a lot more left to give.” He pulled away and he noticed her searching eyes. To her his response was shrouded in mystery, but to him it was so simple. She was special to him, so much more then anyone else he had ever met. No woman he’d ever known or dated could really compare to her or the things she’d done and sacrificed for him. Oliver was more then willing to give his heart to her, no matter what the consequences. “Come on.” He rested a hand on the small of her back and led her through the opened doors.