Rejected (A Nate Maloley Imagine)
A/N: Thanks for the request!
“Can you write one with Nate where y/n and him meet at a party and she ignores his advances on her bc Derek is her best friend and since Nate and Derek had a fall out she doesn’t want to give him a chance. Then Nate realizes why she won’t give him any attention?”
“Y/n you ready to go?!” a deep voice boomed from downstairs.
“Yes I just have to put on shoes!” I shout back.
The impatient voice summoning me was my best friend Derek. We were heading out to one of his friend’s house parties, and was always impatient when it came to me getting ready. A girl has to look good, he’ll understand.
I make my way downstairs making sure I didn’t forget anything. Derek was leaning against the wall, messing on his phone to kill the time.
“Finally,” he says annoyed, but not turning to look at me. He finally puts his phone away and acknowledges my presence.
“Damn” he said, eyes wide.
“Too much?” I ask concerned, pulling at my tight black dress.
“Never,” he grins, shooting me a wink.
I have been best friends with Derek for as long as I can remember. We met in school, and something between us just clicked. As his music career started taking off, he never forgot me and included me in pretty much every aspect of his life. Thanks to him I feel like I have a life.
We made our way into the prearranged Uber, because certainly no one was driving tonight.
“Who’s party is this again?” I ask in the car, looking out the window at the flickering street lamps.
“My new collaborator, I kind of have to do this to help the image” he replies.
“Oh okay,” I answer, finding it strange.
Before I could ask any further questions, we found ourselves being pushed into a swarm of people at a very packed house party.
“I’m gonna grab us some drinks” Derek shouted, making his way to what I assumed was the kitchen.
I leaned against the wall near to where the DJ was set up. I always liked to be by the music, it was the center of the party.
“Hey lil mama, you are gorgeous you know that?” a smooth voice sounded above the music.
I turn to see one of the hottest guys I’ve ever seen. Dark hair, dimples, tattoos. I was instantly flustered.
“H-hi” I stammer, his smile showing that he found my shyness cute.
“What’s your name gorgeous?” he questioned.
“Y/n” I reply, twirling my hair out of nerves.
“Beautiful name for a beautiful girl” he charms. I swear if he calls me beautiful one more time I’m going to combust.
“Don’t I get to know your name?” I quip, finding my voice in this conversation.
“Oh!” he laughs, realizing he forgot that part.
“Nate. Nate Maloley” he smiles, standing a little closer.
You have got to be kidding me.
Nate Maloley? The one name that I was hoping wouldn’t come out of his mouth.
I had nothing against this guy, but Derek sure did. I used to have to hear Derek complain and rant about him constantly. They used to work in the studio together but had a major falling out, and I was there to mop up the blood.
If there was one name forbidden around Derek, it was Nate. And of course, Nate has to be the one to chat me up.
“I have to go,” I say more curtly than I intended.
“What? Why?” Nate looks puzzled, grabbing my arm to get a response.
“I just have to use the restroom” I lie, feeling myself able to leave.
He looked confused, but obliged.
The rest of the night was spent dodging Nate, but it seemed like everywhere I was, he was. He was looking for me, I must have definitely caught his fancy. I was flattered. Why did he have to be Derek’s ex best friend?
I was in the kitchen getting a drink when I felt a strong arm slide around my waist.
“Hey wanna go for a walk?“ He asked. "I can’t my friend will be looking for me,” I lied. Another lie, when would it stop. “Hey, you’ve been blowing me off all night. Was it something I said?” He asked annoyed but also concerned. “No, it’s not you, it’s…..complicated” I sigh. “Y/n, there you are!” A voice boomed entering the kitchen. It was Derek. His eyes fell on Nate and instantly I saw a flash of red before him. He immediately grabbed my hand to lead me away. “The friend.” Nate said curtly, piecing together why I was avoiding him. “Derek you’re being ridiculous” I say, angrily. “No I’m not, I told you I hate him why would you do this?” He asked frustrated. “He seems nice and he’s never done anything to me, I want to give him a chance. If you’re really my best friend you’d want me to be happy and support me” I caution. He looked conflicted but finally agreed. “I’m not happy about this, but I love you so I’ll let you go. But if he hurts you,” he began to say before I cut him off. “Don’t worry I can take care of myself” I say giving him a peck on the cheek. I walked back through the party towards the music when I recognized the tattoos. “Nate!” I shout. He spun around and dimples began to form with his smile. “Hey! I didn’t think I’d see you again” he smirked. “Shut up. How about that walk?” I retort.