Gentleman (A Lydia Martin Fanfiction)

Arise My prince

3rd person
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Tyler groaned and Lydia shot up, rushing to his bedside. His eyes cracked open and he sat up, with her help.

"Uh.. what.. happened.?" He asked rubbing the sleep off of his eyes.

"Well. Take a look."

She turned on the tv and a news report came on.

The picture showed his car at the bottom of a ditch, if it even was a car anymore. There was hardly anything left, the ground around it covered in debree.

His eyes widened and he attempted to get up.

"Dont do that!" She panicked and gently pushed him down.

"Well.. how long have I been out?"

"About 2 days."

"Thats it" he questioned, tilting his head to the side.

"Yeah. The doctors said it was strange... you kept muttering tge same word. But it wasnt in English... it was Latin."

"But I cant speak latin."

"I can. I know what you were saying." She gave a worried look before telling him. "Dynastes. You kept muttering Dynastes."

"What does it mean?"

"Prince"

He snapped his eyes over to hers instantly.

"I... Im not a prince." He stated worriedly.

"Im.. gonna take a shower. Ill be back in 10."

He stood up and headed to his bathroom.

After about 15 minutes he came back with a towel wrapped round his waist, showing off his abs.

Lydia couldnt help but look at them. She snuck quick glances, making sure he didnt see.

What she didnt know was that Tyler knew she was looking, and he enjoyed it very much when she looked at him.

He looked over and smiled "ill have to take care of my car. But you should turn around so I can put some clothes on.

"Why would I do that?" She teased.

"Because I need to go.." he put his hands on her shoulders and turned her around. "...Sort out some stuff"

She huffed and crossed her arms.

He broke into a smile before pulling on some jeans and a top.

He turned her back around. "Done"

"Okay. Just... be careful" she said. "You just woke up." She kissed his cheek and let him go.

Tyler paid for his car to be scrapped, as there was no fixing it now. He watched as it was lifted out of the ditch onto the truckbed and hauled away.

He slipped on his sunglasses and got in the Jaguar. As he turned the key a voice spoke. "Arise my Prince. Arise my Prince of Wolves"

Tyler shook his head and looked around, there was no-one. He shifted into gear and headed home.

SCOTT
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I was sat with Stiles in his jeep. He was staring intently at out tall friend.

"You ever think Tyler could be supernatural?"

I looked over and laughed "Tyler. Awkward, tall, strange Tyler?"

"I guess... nah. He couldnt be. But I really like him. He's cool." Stiles nodded and looked back over at Tyler, leaning against the his truck, a singular rose in hand. He began to grin and stood from his position.

Lydia walked over, also grinning.

"What are they saying?" He asked curiously.

I tapped into my hearing and focused on the two.

"Hey Lydia" he greeted.

"Heyy"

"I was wondering if you were free tonight... for uh.. that date?" He asked nervously. A drop of sweat formed on his forehead and he scratched his neck.

"It so happens that I am free. What time is good?"

Tyler sighed in relief "around 6?"

"Perfect." She stated happily.

"Ill see you at 6. This is for you." He held out the rose.

"See you at 6." Lydia began walking away, grinning wider, with Allison hot on her heels.

"What were they saying?" Stiles asked, determined.

"He is taking her on a date." I shrugged.

His eyes widened with anger and he snapped his eyes back to the boy who had gotten in his truck.

"I dont like him. He is not cool. " Stiles muttered.

I let out a laugh "Stiles chill."

"I cant chill. Thats Lydia. Ill have to extend my plan to get her to fall in love with me until......." he began counting on his fingers "... NEVER!"

I jumped back at the sudden outburst "uh.... huh" I gulped.