𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤. rodrick

𝐈. party at my place.

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"hey, did you receive a text from rodrick?" lenwood asks, peeking at your phone from behind you.

"yeah," you reply as you turned your head to face him. he looked heavenly, like he was carved by greek gods. sadly, or not, you really weren't into him no matter how attractive he looked.

"you going?" and even if he already knew the answer, he still bothered to question. he knew you had a huge crush on rodrick, even if he liked you.

"mhmm. i'd love if you went with me," you say with a huge smile on your face, trying to convince him on going, even without asking him to. you knew he'd give in.

"right. don't do that look with me, you know i can't say no to that." he replied with a chuckle.

"thank you!" you exclaim, standing up from the floor to engulf him in a hug.

"no problem," he said. "you better get changed. i'll pick you up at 10?" he added.

you detach yourself from him. "sure! see you, len." you say, taking your bag that rested on the couch and waved goodbye to him before exiting his house.

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"you look good." lenwood said as he pulled up on your porch with his convertible.

you shot him a glare. "i've been freezing my ass off waiting for you!" you exclaim as you stomped your feet, feigning impatience.

"sorry, ma'am." he said, sticking out his bottom lip. "now hop on, we've got a party to attend."

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"where's rodrick?" you ask sarah, a classmate, while you held onto your 2nd cup of alcohol that evening.

"probably in a bed with heather hills," sarah slurred, clearly drunk. she could barely stand on her feet without her legs wobbling.

you feel your heart break at the mention of both their names. "they better not be." you said sternly before walking away from the drunken girl.

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a

s you made your way upstairs looking down at the steps just incase you'd slip on vomit, your body collides against someone.

right as you were about to fall backwards, the person caught you, hooking their arm around your waist, catching you before you could fall.

"hi. you came," rodrick. of course you'd come, it's his party.

"no shit," you spat quite bitterly, though you don't know why.

"chill princess, i'm just glad." he rolled his eyes before pulling you towards him. he lets go as soon as you composed yourself, finally standing on your own feet.

"right," you trail off before looking behind him, seeing if there's any sign of heather hills.

"looking for someone?" rodrick asked, a stupid grin plastered on his face.

"me," a voice replied. lenwood, you recognized it was his as he made his way behind you.

"lenwood? you go to parties?" rodrick slurred, drunk as well.

"yeah. keep it a secret though, i don't want spag union to know." he playfully whispered the last sentence, as if that school had moles in the party.

as he conversed with rodrick in the middle of the stairs, you felt his arms wrap around your waist from behind.

you could also see rodrick's eyes diverting from lenwood's hands to his face, swallowing his spit. was he jealous?

"rodri--" a high-pitched voice called out from behind. soon, a blonde mop of hair could be seen. heather hills, huh? "there you are!" she coos.

right as she made her way towards him, she noticed lenwood, her ex, with his arms wrapped around you.

she narrowed her gaze, taking it as a challenge. "hi there, y/n." she said, faking a smile.

"heather," you nod your head as a greeting. to be completely honest, you don't want shit to go down tonight. you just want to have fun with rodrick and let loose.

"lenwood," she greeted the man behind you, but she looked less kind, even if she feigned it in the first place.

"hi," he replied, wanting nothing more to do with her.

"so, rodrick," she snakes her hand around his neck before leaning in behind him seductively.

she nibbles on his ear, making your body go hot. you're not turned on, you're seeing red. if heather doesn't get off him, you can't assure her safety.

"yes, heather?" he slurred once more.

"wanna go for another round?" he holds him on both shoulders, spinning him around to face her before crashing her lips against his.

taken aback, you couldn't do anything, until heather opened her eyes, playfully glaring at you as if she had claimed rodrick as her's.

you clench your fists before shoving lenwood's arms off your body. "we're going home," you tell him before you spun around, not wanting to see any more of their heated session.

"y/n, wait!" rodrick called out as you and your company made both your way downstairs. he pushed heather hills off, what's up with him?

you didn't wanna turn back, hands wrapped around lenwood's wrist as you dragged him out of the heffley residence, slamming the door behind you right at rodrick's face.

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