"I don't like you!!" (RODRICK HEFFLEY X READER)

Chapter 7

"Fuck you, Rodrick"

He sighed. "Are we back to that?" He asked, with a frustrated glance, as he continued to glare at you. He seemed to be getting annoyed. Clearly, he didn't like it when you tried to fight back, and he certainly didn't like it when you got annoyed at him and tried to insult him back.

"Come onnnnnnnn." He said, as he sighed, "I just want to hear the truth, is that a lot to ask?" He asked, with a smirk.

"I've told you the truth over a million times"

"Oh, have you?" He asked, with an amused tone. "I'm sorry, but I just cannot take any more of these lies. It's so transparent, that you're denying it. And it's so obvious that you're denying your feelings, it hurts. It really, really hurts my feelings, to be honest."

He seemed to be mocking you in some way, which made your blood boil.

"Literally what lies? I'm telling you how I feel"

"You're denying what is so obvious. You're obviously in love with me, and it's so obvious that you can't control yourself from showing your true feelings. Why not just admit your love, and it'll all be over? I'll finally stop teasing you, and we can be together, happily ever after." He said, with a smug smile, before adding "And then I can be the one to flirt with you."

In your mind, it didn't sound that bad, but you were never admitting you liked him. "No thanks, I don't like you"

He gave you a mocking grin, before leaning backwards, and crossing his arms.

He sighed, before adding "Well, if you don't love me, then why are you so red? Why are you still blushing? I know just how much you crave my flirting. I know you like it. But why? Why does it feel so good to have someone you like, flirt with you? Is it because you're just so desperate?" He added, with a smirk, before adding "You don't have to lie, you know. It would all make sense if you just admitted your feelings."

"I've already admitted it. I.do.not.fucking.like.you." You said each word individually, like it was a sentence of its own.

"Keep denying it all you want." He said, with a smirk, "That won't change anything. You cannot deny your true feelings. You cannot hide the fact that deep down, you love me."

He continued to glare at you, as if taunting you, as if he just wanted you to admit that you liked him.

"Let it out. It feels so good to get it out. Just say it. Say it. Say that you love me."

"There's nothing to say"

"Well, that's not what it seems like to me. You're turning bright red, as I speak." He said, with a smirk. "You just have to say that you like me. And then you'll stop being so frustrated. You'll feel better." He said, as he continued to look down at you, smirking once more. "Just say it. I won't make it hard for you." He said, taunting you, with the same smug grin.

"What's me being red have to do with this? I told you, it's hot in here"

"Is it hot in here?" He asked, continuing to smirk "Or are you just nervous around me? I think it's the second one. I think you're turning red because deep down, you really like me. And you're nervous, because you're scared I won't like you back."

He continued to smirking, staring at you, as if he wanted you to break down.

"That's what the red cheeks are all about."

"It's just really hot in here. The air is really low"

"Are you sure about that?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. "Are you sure it's because the air is low?"

He continued to glare at you, and the fact that he kept looking directly in your eyes was beginning to annoy you. "You know, you look really pretty when you're red like this. It looks good on you."

It seemed as if he was being sarcastic, but it was difficult to tell for certain. "You know, I love it when you look like this." He added, before starting to chuckle.

"I can't tell if you're being serious or not.."

"Oh, this is me, being completely serious." He said, with a smirk. "This is me, trying to get you to admit your affection for me."

He continued to smirk, as he raised an eyebrow, before adding; "Do you like me? It's a simple yes or no question, and you can't tell me no, as we both know, you loveeeeeee me."

He continued to make you feel extremely self-conscious. He was relentless, and he never seemed to stop, or take a moment to relax.

"No, and no"

He seemed to be getting increasingly frustrated, as you wouldn't break. Your stubbornness was starting to get on his nerves; and you could tell, that he would do anything, to get you to admit your affections.

He sighed, before adding; "I can't go another day without you confessing your love for me. I just can't."

He seemed to be extremely frustrated with you, but he continued, nevertheless, to try and get you to break!

"Welp that sucks"

He scoffed. "Oh, does it make you upset?" He asked, with a smirk.

He continued to stare down at you, with a smug smirk on his face, before adding, with an annoyed sigh; "I know what you're feeling. Deep down, you want to confess your feelings, you need to confess your feelings. I won't pressure you though, I'll wait till you're ready to confess your feelings."

"I won't anytime soon. Because I don't like you"

He scoffed, looking away, as he continued to be sarcastic, "Ohhhhh, that's what it's all about? You're just playing hard to get? You have a deep attraction to me, and you just don't want to show it?" He asked, with an annoying smirk, before adding; "Well, you can't hide forever. The cat's gonna come out of the bag, and when it does, well, you're gonna realize how true your feelings were."

"Yeah, okay"

"Oh, you knowwwwwwww you like me. You just don't want to admit it. No matter how many times you deny it, eventually, you'll have to admit it. You know I'm right." He said, smirking again, before adding; "It'll be much better for you if you finally admit what you've been hiding the whole time."

"Why would I 'Have to admit it' if I did like you?"

"Well, you know, everyone's feelings are revealed, at some point. You can't hold it in forever. Eventually, you're going to spill the beans, and I know, deep down, you want that. You want to scream my name at the top of your lungs. You want all your friends to know, and you want them to feel jealous." He explained, with a sly grin, before adding; "Oh, how I'd love to see their faces, once you confess your love for me."

"What do you mean scream your name at the top of my lungs?"

He smirked. "Oh, I mean, just screaming my name. Imagine it; 'Rodrick. Rodrick. Rodrick.' " He said, while continuing to look at you, with a smug grin.

"It sounds pretty good. It sounds exciting, now doesn't it?" He wondered, with a smirk, before adding; "And then, we can go on a date. Oh, you're gonna love every minute of it."

"You're acting awfully flirtatious"

"Oh, am I?" He asked, with a smirk.

He was enjoying this. He really enjoyed getting under your skin, and he knew that he was close to getting you to confess. He just needed that little
push.

"You've got it all wrong. This is just... how I am, I guess? I'm just a friendly guy." He scoffed, before adding; "You're imagining things. You're putting my words in the wrong context."