I've Been Damaged [matty healy + george daniel au] [boyxboy]

s e v e n .

I woke up from a great sleep.

Something that rarely happens.

I got up from my bed.

I walked to my closet to find an attire for the day.

Which mainly would consist of black clothing.

I grabbed a white t-shirt, black skinny jeans and an all black flannel.

The flannel's sleeves were a tad too long for me but I didn't care.

I thought the sweater paws that the flannel gave me made me look cute.

It was quiet around my house.

I looked out of my window to see that my dad's car wasn't in the parking space.

"Finally......I feel safe" I said out loud.

I ran downstairs and made a huge bowl of Fruity Pebbles for breakfast.

I was so happy that I had the house to myself for the whole night, I didn't care how much I pigged out for breakfast. Which was usually nothing. Or crackers at least.

"Now time for school."

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I arrived to school on time.

Adam nor Ross wasn't in sight.

I slipped in my headphones and tapped Play on "Hero" by Mariah Carey.

Just to set the mood.

I was on my way to class and then I accidentally tripped on a pair of feet.

"Oh Shit! I'm so sorry!" a Bradford accent cried out.

I assumed he was sitting in the hallway.

I was turning around to tell him that it was no big deal and I got amazed.

He was fucking gorgeous.

He had beautiful golden-chocolate eyes.

A jawline to die for.

And the darkest hair that was dreamy on him yet mysterious.

I didn't know his ethnicity but he was definitely British.

"I-it's no big d-deal" I managed to say.

"Oh...okay. I'm Zayn" he reached his hand to greet me.

As he reached out for my hand, I noticed that he had scars across his wrists.

He was damaged.

Just like me.

"I'm Matty"

"Hi Matty... you're cute"

A blush rose upon my face.

"Th-thanks I guess... but you're the one who is hot"

He smiled.

"No! that's all you"

"Well I'll catch you later"

"Wait! C-can I have..your number?"

I gave in.

He handed me his phone and I typed my number in his contacts.

"Well Matty thanks. I will definitely text you"

"Same here"

I smiled all the way to my class.

Mrs. Spossburg noticed my new mood.

"Hey Matty. I'm glad to see you smiling. You should do it often" she said.

"Thank you Mrs. Spossburg. I'll try"

I took my spot beside George in class.

I really like George.

He would get tired of me.

Tired of my insecurities.

Tired of moods.

Tired of us.

He wouldn't understand someone like me.

It's best that I don't make him more than a friend.

"What has you so smiley?" George asked in curiosity. "You look like you found the love of your life"

"Hmm..maybe. Nothing official yet. Just met them"

His eyes had widened in shock. "Oh okay.. well congrats."

"Uhh.. thanks"

After that, we just didn't really communicate in class.

We did do our work together but we didn't really make conversation like we did before.

"Okay class. I'll see you all tomorrow" Mrs. Spossburg dismissed.

I walked out and went to the gym for lunch. I really didn't have an appetite like usual but mainly because the school lunch is horrible.

I sat at the bleachers and pulled out my phone to go on my Twitter app.

@Truman_Black: Praying that tomorrow I'll be braver, Maybe I can tell you, maybe we can do this, Kisses on my forehead we can fall into it.

I ran across @GDans1975's tweet. 

@GDans1975: lost my chance.

Poor lad.

I got up to go to my other classes so I could finish off my day.

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At the end of day

I walked out of my last class and ran into Zayn.

"Matty?"

"Yeah"

"Umm......Can I take you out on a date this weekend?"

".....Sure"

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Updated cuz Zayn's new Britney Spears-inspired buzzcut (He stans for the Queen) had me fucked up. Btw i was gonna add Zayn to this story prior to his new haircut.

Don't worry. Matty and George will happen soon.

Check out the prologue to my Narry story "Primadonna Boy" please.

Guess what song I got Matty's tweet poem from!

Question. Who is your OTP?

Mine is Ziam.. and Zayn bottoms! lol

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