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Conversation *ᴹᵃᵗᵗʸ ᴴᵉᵃˡʸ*

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Reads 28,101
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Parts 11
Time 8h 57m

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'It wasn't his intention to flirt with anyone today. But you seemed to have been sent by the universe for him to rile up a little.'

~*~*~*~

Matty boards a train at Manchester Piccadilly, expecting the journey to bore him to tears. Two hours and one sparkling conversation later, by the time he reaches London Euston he's formed a thoroughly unexpected connection.

For you the opportunity of a lifetime arrises, and it would be idiotic to pass up. As more time is spent together, your connection becomes stronger and it has the possibility to become the greatest love either of you will ever know.

~*~*~*~*~*~All Rights Reserved

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infatuation // m.h by subsectionss

"Please don't go." "I'm sorry." "I hate you." "Can we go somewhere?" "I forgive you." "Do you actually love me?" "I don't want to be here anymore." "I fucking love you." "I'm sorry." "Please stay." These were things said often between the two. They were so enthralled in each other. They couldn't get enough. Skin to skin wasn't close enough. Kissing constantly. Driving with hands gripping thighs. Hands tangled in hair. Nails clawing backs. Eyelashes brushing cheeks. Heads resting on chests. They wanted nothing more than to crawl into each other, and never come out. Say goodbye to the rest of the world and crawl away into their own. They loved each other so much that hand holding and neck kissing wasn't enough. Sex wasn't nearly as close as they'd like to be. They wrapped limbs through limbs and never wanted to let go. They couldn't stop. But minutes feel like hours spent apart. They spent hours in each other's arms. Listening to music, driving, singing, loving, living. They couldn't bare time apart. She was obsessed with him and he was in love with her. They romanticised each other. They wrote poetry and songs and lyrics and melodies about each other. He was hers and she was his. They belonged to each other. They smoked together and drank together and they couldn't stop. Maybe it was unhealthy. Maybe it was wrong. Maybe it was toxic, doomed to end badly. Maybe it'd kill them. (Maybe the drugs would.) Maybe they were being dangerous. Maybe this would be the death of them. But they didn't care. *smut warning in quite a few chapters lmaoo* published 2015

takes a bit more • matthew healy by drunkdrea

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Be My Mistake - Matty Healy FanFic by mrxserotoninx

//COMPLETE // ---- " Look at him" I chuckled with a wide smile as I studied Matty and Adam dancing around in circles with their guitars, practicing a guitar solo for tonight. " Yeah, he's been really happy the last couple of weeks," George said as he looked in the same direction. Matty and Adam were spinning around each other as they played with big grins on their faces. Honestly, it was quite cute. " Yeah, counter to popular believe he can be a nice person if he wants" I laughed seeing as he waved at me from the stage. " I know. All this time I thought he had just tired himself out from being a pain, but turns out his motivation to improve walks on two legs and has long brown curls." --- Rosie studies phsycology and moves to London to live with her cousin George to finish uni. She quickly finds out that George's flatmate Matty struggles with drugs, sleeplessness and moodswings - all of which she tries to help him cure. He needs an anchor. She's his anchor. --- If you want to follow my writing process, be able to influence my story choices, and maybe get the chance of having your own character in the book, please follow @mrserotonin.man on instagram :) Rankings: #1 in mattyhealy - 18th of August 2019 #4 in the1975 - 18th of August 2019 #1 in The1975fanfic - 30th of July 2019 #1 in Robbers - August 4th 2019

Be My Mistake // Matty Healy by The1975lovely

January 2024. As the European leg of the tour for Being Funny in a Foreign Language is about to begin, Matty meets Ciara, a 23-year-old Film Studies student from London. They meet one random night in a random club, and their encounter could remain just a drunk conversation between strangers - until they're photographed together. When everyone declares them the new couple of the moment, why not pretend to be it? Ciara gets the exposure she needs for her projects, while Matty escapes the scrutiny about his relationship with Taylor Swift. Fake dating seems like the perfect solution. But will their feelings stay strictly fake, or will the line between pretense and reality start to blur?

Drunk *ᴹᵃᵗᵗʸ ᴴᵉᵃˡʸ* by imagine-that-100

"I wouldn't call yourself innocent," Matty whispered, "Not after what just happened upstairs." ~*~*~*~ Coming home from University, for the most part, is boring. But the parties with old friends are far from it. For once you don't hate coming home to an empty house because you get very well reacquainted with an old friend. Matty is down for some fun at parties whether it be in Manchester or in Leeds, but neither of you are after commitment. But that doesn't mean you can't have some fun. ~*~*~*~

ACHES by 64yrsold

"You're pretty," his fingertips found my jawline, "When you cry." "Only then?" I smirked, lip quivering. My skin warmed where he touched me. He licked his lower lip, shaking his head. He palpated for my jawbone, tracing it up to my ear. "Your eyes get all glassy and bright," his other hand brushed over my lower lashes. My breath froze in my lungs as I tried to stay still for him. "Your lips blush up, all flowery and springtime." My lips parted for his thumb, which pulled and pushed my bottom lip. I was burning from his attentive gaze, his wide-open pupils and concentrated brow. I was convinced he could see the heat coming off me. "And your skin," he kissed the center of my cheek, open-mouthed and wet. "You taste like the sea." "I-" Any words I tried to form caught in my tongue as he tasted my skin, inhaling as he moved down my jaw. He exhaled, a sweet breeze, cooling my flushed cheek. "You're moonlight on water," he kissed my neck. "You're distant rain, clouds falling into the horizon." I laughed, pulling back to look at him, "What are you, then?" He shrugged, blinking, "I'm watching."

At Their Very Best by lastnitewaskindablur

He lights his cigarette and inhales without looking at you once. Blowing out the fire in your hand, he looks to the audience and explains how he's in control of everything and everyone around him. That when he said the word "stop" he was able to bring the whole production to a halt.

Chicken Shop Date *ᴹᵃᵗᵗʸ ᴴᵉᵃˡʸ* by imagine-that-100

You and your best friend Amelia came up with a very simple idea of taking celebrities on awkward chicken shop dates, and somehow, it's managed to become both of your jobs. In the past, you've found sitting across from some of the biggest stars on the planet and eating chicken nuggets easy. But then Amelia manages to score you a date with the man who you've been obsessed with since you were nineteen; Matty Healy. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Written by @-alovesreading and @imagine-that-100 ~*~*~*~*~*~ Highest Rankings: #1 Matty Healy #1 The 1975 ~*~*~*~*~*~

you look so cool. (matty healy) by goroundandroundrry

Fuck. That grey puff of smoke follows him everywhere. The scent of cigarettes sticks everywhere, and it always reminds me of him. But it's not him. I haven't seen him in six years, but a simple puff of smoke on the London streets takes me back to that gas station all those years ago. Ski Masks. Cigarettes. Me. Matty. It all feels like yesterday. Until it all fell apart. I remember the last thing he said to me, "you look so cool". This was before his band got big. Before I went back to school and established my own career, making a name for myself. I smell it before I see him. It's been six damn years and here he is, standing in my doorway that damn cigarette hanging off his lip. Matty fucking Healy.

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infatuation // m.h

"Please don't go." "I'm sorry." "I hate you." "Can we go somewhere?" "I forgive you." "Do you actually love me?" "I don't want to be here anymore." "I fucking love you." "I'm sorry." "Please stay." These were things said often between the two. They were so enthralled in each other. They couldn't get enough. Skin to skin wasn't close enough. Kissing constantly. Driving with hands gripping thighs. Hands tangled in hair. Nails clawing backs. Eyelashes brushing cheeks. Heads resting on chests. They wanted nothing more than to crawl into each other, and never come out. Say goodbye to the rest of the world and crawl away into their own. They loved each other so much that hand holding and neck kissing wasn't enough. Sex wasn't nearly as close as they'd like to be. They wrapped limbs through limbs and never wanted to let go. They couldn't stop. But minutes feel like hours spent apart. They spent hours in each other's arms. Listening to music, driving, singing, loving, living. They couldn't bare time apart. She was obsessed with him and he was in love with her. They romanticised each other. They wrote poetry and songs and lyrics and melodies about each other. He was hers and she was his. They belonged to each other. They smoked together and drank together and they couldn't stop. Maybe it was unhealthy. Maybe it was wrong. Maybe it was toxic, doomed to end badly. Maybe it'd kill them. (Maybe the drugs would.) Maybe they were being dangerous. Maybe this would be the death of them. But they didn't care. smut warning in quite a few chapters lmaoo published 2015