Crush (Rodrick x Reader) (DOAWK)

Sweet 16

Today was the day!!!!

You were finally turning 16!!!!

You start getting ready in your room.

You brush out your hair and curled y/h/l y/h/c hair. 

You pick out your favourite dress that made you look like a model and paired it with your favourite shoes.

As your putting on your makeup, your phone rings.

"Hello?" You answer.

You hear two voices shout simultaneously "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!"  

You giggle, knowing that two of your best friends remembered your birthday.

"You remembered!!!" You say.

"Yeah duh," Greg answered.

"You guys better come at 6 okay?" You say

"Alright then, see you!" Rowley answers.

A couple of minutes pass by and you hear a knock on the door.

You rush down the stairs to the front door.

"Move out of my way, move out of my way." You say to your parents.

You almost trip over your dog/cat trying to get to the door.

You open the door, and there is your best friend Holly.

"Holly!" You yell as you give her a big hug.

"Y/n!" She says as she hugs you back.

"This better be over quickly." A voice says from behind Holly.

There you see her.

Heather Hills.

Heather has been Rodrick's crush since the Hills moved to Plainview.

You were always jealous of Heather since she always got his attention without even wanting it.

Heather has told him several times that she's not interested with him, but he never gave up.

You never knew why he liked her anyway.

Yeah, she was really pretty, but she was always mean to him and your friends.

The only person she ever cared about was herself and she was not afraid to show it.

You knew someone like him deserved someone better than Heather Hills.

Someone who isn't afraid to show she cares. Someone who's kind and generous and always has a smile on her face.

Someone who's both pretty and amazing.

Someone like you.

You and Holly break from the hug.

"Heather, be nice to y/n. It's her birthday." Holly says to her sister.

"I don't care. This is a kid's thing, and do I look like a kid?" She asks.

"Heather, if you feel like you're too cool to be at y/n's party then you can leave. But I'm staying. You only turn 16 once. You had a Sweet 16 too, remember?" Holly says.

"Uggh! Don't even remind me. That stupid emo guy ruined the whole thing!" She exclaims.

You hated the fact the Rodrick liked Heather.

If he knew that she just called him a 'stupid emo guy' he'd probably be lovesick.

Yet if you said it, you'd probably get beaten up.

You hated it, you really did.

"Just leave Heather," Holly says.

Heather storms out the door and slams it behind her.

"Glad that's over," You say.

"Come on Holly, let's get this place ready for the party!!"

Time skip to 6:30 pm

This party was so successful!

Everyone from your entire grade was there! (Also Rodrick was there too!)

You were having fun, mingling with some of your classmates, when you see him, eyeing the massive y/f/c/f cake on the kitchen table.

He reaches out his finger and lightly touches the frosting.

That's when you notice Greg, right behind him, slapping his hand away from the cake.

You try your best to elegantly walk over to them.

"Hey Greg! Hey Rodrick...." You say.

"Hey midget," Rodrick replies.

"Hey y/n," Greg says.

"Midget," Rodrick says.

"Yes, Rodrick?" You ask in an unamused tone.

"When is time to have cake?" He asks, still eyeing the cake.

"We're not even an hour into the party!" You exclaim.

He looks at you with an irritated look on his face, "So?" He asks.

You mentally face-palmed.

Even though you love this boy, you can't help but imagine what it would be like if he had a couple more brain cells.

"I'm just gonna go talk to some people..." You say, leaving the boys on their own.

A couple of hours pass before you hear loud laughter coming from the kitchen.

You go over there to see what was so funny.

You then see Rodrick in a laughing fit.

He sees you and walks over to you.

"Nice try midget, but me and you are never gonna happen." He says before cracking a couple more chuckles.

He leaves you in the kitchen as he goes to the snack table in the lobby.

You stand there, tears falling out of your eyes.

"Y/n!" Greg says.

"Who told him?" You ask.

He stays silent.

"I-I did. But I didn't know that was going to be his reaction!"

"Greg. How did you even know?!" You exclaim.

"... Rowley." He says.

You were upset, really upset.

You go back to the lobby and push your way through the crowd to get to the glass sliding doors.

You open the doors and step out.

Upset about what happened, you sit down on the wooden deck, crying about what happened.

This was the worst Sweet 16 ever.

Worse than Heather Hills's.