Tyler Lockwood Imagines

Crush

"You'll do great on the team." You said as your and your friends gathered together to encourage him.

"But going up against Lockwood?" He said quietly. You huffed and shook your head as his comment was followed by nervous whispers and unsure comment that it couldn't be hard.

"You'll be fine. We've helped you practise and the whole point of team practise is to improve! Just ignore Lockwood." You saud, patting him on the shoulder as the coach called for him to join the field and try out. He gave you a dubious look but shoved his helmet on and rushed away.

"This idiot is really trying out?" Someone said as you and your friends took up seats on the bleachers. When you looked over at them with a loathsome glowerr you realised it was Tyler and his friends. They were all laughing and joking about your friend's attempts.

"Just ignore them! Remember." Your friend whispered as she kept her eyes on the field.

"I wish someone would..." You hissed, glaring harder when he realised you were looking at him. You let yourself get distracted by cheering for the people trying out.

After the tryout were done you all met at the edge of the field ready to go home when Tyler passed by and paused. "You know you're not getting onto the team right?" He said and grinned when you all looked furious.

"Leave me alone." Your friend muttered, still a little sore from being bumped about on the field.

"Just trying to help. I'd quit if I were you." Tyler said his friends started laughing with him. Except Matt who shook his head and grabbed Tyler's arm.

"Let's just go." Matt muttered.

"Yeah you should go. Go home and stop being such an asshole. You wonder why no one likes you Lockwood? Because the only positive thing your friends see is your money. Everyone else sees you. For who you are and they don't like it." You snapped, turning to follow your friends out of the school car park, not even glancing back.

You expected some backlash from what you'd said to Tyler. But instead he ignored you. Or as close to ignoring staring at you with a weird look on his face and denying he knew who you were could get. He would stare at you from the back of the classroom, never saying anything and being careful to avoid catching your eye.

"Stop staring at her!" Matt hissed as he glanced at Tyler who was almost drooling.

"I'm not. I just." He spluttered, staring down at his table as he clenched his fist. "She's interesting!"

"She doesn't like you." Matt pointed out and smiled when you caught his eye. You frowed until he gave a thumbs up to your friend and pointed to the jacket that was hung on the back of the chair. "Well you better get used to your little crush, her friend made the team."