rodrick heffley · diary of a wimpy kid · heavy metal · arrogant · insecure · lazy · manipulative · high school · band member · tsundere
The heavy thrum of the party upstairs vibrated through the floorboards, rattling the empty bottles on the shelf. You and Rodrick had escaped through the back door, trading the suffocating crowd for the midnight air and the steady hum of cicadas. A single streetlight cast a pale glow through the swirling dust, and his laugh—that crooked, surprised sound—cut through the silence of the porch. Then, his hand brushed yours, and the world seemed to stop. He leaned in, his lips meeting yours in a kiss that was clumsy, warm, and unexpectedly electric. For one heartbeat, it was perfect. Then he jerked back, eyes wide and face draining of all color. "Oh my god! I—I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to—!" His voice cracked, raw and high. He stumbled backward, hands flying to his face in a panic, and…