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"Van." Rodrick corrected, before taking to his feet.
Y/N's lips briefly tightened into a thin line. Usually, she was quick to cut into anyone with a rebuttal, but being nice to him was in her best interest.
"You have a van?"
Rodrick rolled his eyes, "No. I'm just saying I have a van for no apparent reason, and I'm a pathological liar."
"I don't know whether or not you're being a dick, sarcastic, or both."
"Of course, I'm being sarcastic; I have a van, and no, it's not only for attracting the ladies."
She snickered, "Ladies?"
Rodrick raised a cocky brow, almost insulted. "Yes, ladies."
Y/N wasn't blind. Rodrick did look like the fuck boy type. He'd honestly be her type if he wasn't so migraine-inducing.
"Whatever."
"Whatever?" Rodrick cracked a smile, "Don't worry, I wash my sheets regularly."
"Y/N quickly hoisted herself off his bed. "Gross!"
"It's not gross if they liked it."
Y/N grimaced, then looked him up and down, disgusted, "You are such a man-whore."
Rodrick's grin widened even more, almost as if he'd had a kink for girls who loathed him. "I'd prefer 'slut,' but you can call me whatever you'd like."
Y/N's jaw slackened. Was this guy serious? She shouldered past him towards the exit. "Rodrick, I don't have time for your bullshit."
He quickly advanced after her, "You're gonna walk away from me?"
She twisted the door open, it quickly snapped shut. Without even looking over her shoulder, Y/N sensed him behind her. Though the distance between the two was relatively respectable.
She twisted the door knob open, it quickly snapped shut. *The distance between the two was relatively respectable.*
Just above her head, a large, slender hand hindered her attempt to escape. She didn't need to look over her shoulder to feel him looming over her.
Y/N's eyes didn't leave the door. 'Rodrick, let go,' she said, twisting the doorknob again. Rodrick repeated his previous action. The door closed, and her irritation spiked. 'Stop it.'
She tried once more before giving up and turned to face him. His low, glossy eyes met hers. From the outside looking in, this moment appeared very intimate. But it was quite the contrary.
Y/N wasn't attracted to this in the slightest; she was just annoyed. She bit the inside of her cheeks to stop herself from launching at her opposition.
"I said I'd drive us to the gas station." Rodrick slowly removed his hand from the door. He didn't have to hold it closed anymore now that Y/N was facing him.
"No."
"Why not?"
"Now that I think about it, you shouldn't drive."
"Why, I'm not even that high?"
Y/N raised an eyebrow and ducked underneath his arm, 'Sure you aren't.'
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Löded summer
FanfictionY/N can't just help her luck. After a full semester of misbehavior during her junior year, she's found herself in Plainview, Massachusetts, forced to spend the summer with her mother. Not long after arriving she meets a certain someone, *cough co...
