matty healy, falling in love over night

late night

"oh god and remember that night where he came stumbling hope with gabby? i was so pleased you stuck around" denise smiled fondly at gabby as matty and george laughed awkwardly. i smiled feeling very alone in the crowded restaurant. denise and gabby sat at one side of the table with me, george and matty at the other. mattys hand gripped mine under the table to keep me calm. i definitely needed it.

"so what do you do?" gabby asked, her piercing blue eyes burning me. she asked the question kindly enough .. i just didn't have an answer. what do i do?
"um well .. i'm freelancing at the moment, i applied for university but with the baby and everything its not really appropriate" i replied with a light laugh at the end
i watched gabby and matty both raise the red wine glasses to their lips and take a drink. george saw this and raised his lemonade at the same time as me. i giggled at him.
when our food came the conversation died out and we ate in very near silence

matty got up to pay the bill as denise and george excused themselves to the role it. i was left wine with gabby. she was so beautiful, her skin was clear and her hair shiny, i realised how ugly i was in comparison. why on this earth would matty chose me over her?
she smiled at me as if she could read my thoughts, baring her perfect white teeth, i smiled back before picking up my phone to see a message from george

new message from george
george: don't kill her while i'm gone

my smile turned into a laugh, gabby looked across the table from me as if i were mad, i didn't care. she put her phone down and stared at me. it was an insistent stare so i felt the need to ask if she needed something
"can i help you?" i asked as sweetly as i could. she sighed picking up her clutch and brushing her hair behind her ear
"you won't win this one grace, he's mine, remember that" she smiled at me once more before joining denise who had reappeared just behind me
"ready to go love?" matty asked taking my hand and helping me out of my chair. i was lost for words so i just nodded and gave him the best smile i could. i was ready to go ... i was ready to run a mile

"worse or better than you expected then?" george asked on the walk back to the hotel, matty was ahead with gabby and his mum
"worse .. way worse" , george looked puzzled
"what happened?" , i sighed
"gabby told me that i won't win and that matty is hers" i tried. it to cry, i really tried. i bit my cheek and took deep breathes. i didn't trust myself to look at george right now
"grace" he breathed the anger very apparent in his tone
"fuck her" he said after a couple seconds passed. i looked at him, his stern face
"fuck her?" i questioned
"yeah grace fuck her, you do your thing. matty is yours not hers and she can say all the fucking shit she wants it won't change that. matty is YOURS" he said pulling my into a hug on the side of the street.
i giggled at the giant idiot while he flung his arm around my neck and we continued the walk in stitches of laughter

once we reached our hotel rooms matty hugged his mum and gabby goodbye, this one hurt. he knew the way i felt but it was just friendly right? george pulled me into another hug, this one was to distract me though, this i knew.
i faintly smiled at him
"you'll be okay" he whispered into my hair on the top of my head. i turned to face him, he was beautiful in a way i'd never even thought about, his hair was messy and his eyes a beautiful shade of brown.
i smiled before walking to mine and mattys room, matty still in the hallway saying his goodbyes to his mum and gabby.

sighing i took my shoes off and put my bag on the countertop. i stepped into the bathroom and undid my denim skirt and bardot top, letting them fall to the floor. i stepped into the steaming hot water and lathered my hair and body. after stepping out i took extra care to shave so i didn't have to worry about it in the morning.
i put one of mattys white champion jumpers on with some little grey shorts.
i towel dried my hair before leaving it down.
i walked back into the bedroom to see matty still wasn't back, i weighed up my options. i could call matty and interrupt whatever he was doing and feel terrible even though i had a right to know where he was, or i could go to sleep and feel like shit. in all honesty the second option seems easier. i didn't have the effort to fight anymore.