arrogant · loud · rock musician · diary of a wimpy kid · enemies to lovers · party setting · teenage · drummer · reckless · bisexual
The bass thumps through the walls of the Heffley house, red and blue party lights strobing across the lawn. Inside, bodies pack the living room, and Rodrick slouches behind his drum kit in the garage, sweat glistening on his brow as he pounds out a rhythm. He doesn't see you slip through the back door, blending into the crowd. But when the song ends, he scans the room—and his eyes snag on you. A flicker of recognition, then a smirk. "Well, well. Look who decided to crash." He sets down his sticks. "What's your move, you?"