Charades (Matty Healy)

Chapter 1: Charades

You sat in the front row at New York Fashion Week, having received two tickets from Dior after wearing their dresses to each of the big premieres your films had over the last two years. You were definitely still an industry newbie and conscious of how obvious that was. Your best friend sat next to you, giddy about attending, as they put it "a big celebrity milestone". They were excited but for your sake, remained reserved and professional. The pair of you quietly chatted about what clothes you liked and disliked as the models came down the runway. You felt eyes on you and glanced around subtly. You spotted who was looking at you. Matty Healy. He was sat across the runway from you. He gave you a small smile, you smiled and nodded back to him.

"Oh, (Y/N), look at that one!" (Y/B/F/N) got your attention again, you looked over at them and they were nodding to the model that had just come out. The dress she had on was your favorite cut and color. (Y/B/F/N) knew you well enough to know that you'd absolutely love it. You chuckled and nodded.

"Love it, (Y/B/F/N)." You told them. You glanced back at Matty for a moment and he was still looking at you, small grin on his face. You went back to watching the show. A few moments later, your best friend smacked your arm. "Aye, what?" You muttered as you looked over at them.

"That guy wants your attention." They said and nodded to Matty. You looked back over at him and he waved at you. You chuckled and waved back, before tucking some hair behind your ear a bit nervously. He began to mouth something, doing fairly large gestures with his hands as well.

"What?" You mothed back to him.

"You." He mouthed more clearly and pointed to you.

"Me?" You mouthed back and pointed to yourself to confirm, Matty nodded then made a plus sign with his fingers.

"And..." He mouthed and then pointed to himself. "Me."

"And you?" You mouthed and pointed back to him and he nodded again, (Y/B/F/N) chuckled from next to you. Matty mimed something that made you laugh as you couldn't figure it out. He held up a finger. One word. You thought back to charades. Matty mimed holding a cup and you nodded. "Okay." You mouthed to him, confirming you understood. He mimed pouring something into the cup.

"Drinks?" He mouthed. You were a bit surprised.

"You and me?" You mouthed back while pointing to the appropriate people. Matty nodded and you gave him a thumbs up which made him laugh.

"What just happened?" (Y/B/F/N) laughed from next to you.

"Apparently I'm getting drinks with him." You chuckled.

"Oh what am I supposed to do?" They laughed.

"(Y/B/F/N). You can get drinks with us. I'm sure he won't mind that." You chuckled.

"(Y/N/N), I know you're not that dumb. I'm not gonna third wheel on you getting drinks with a rockstar." They laughed. You rolled your eyes.

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The show came to a close, the crowd began to disperse and you couldn't help but laugh as you watched Matty slightly struggle to hoist himself onto the runway. He crossed it and hopped down in front of you and (Y/B/F/N).
"Hello." You chuckled to him.

"Hey." He grinned back.

"Um, I'm (Y/F/N) and this is my friend..." You began to say as you turned to where they had been standing but (Y/B/F/N) had already began to walk away. "(Y/B/F/N)!" You called after them with a laugh.

"Love you, bye!" They called back as they disappeared into the crowd. Matty chuckled and you turned back to him.

"Matty Healy." He smiled at you.

"Oh, I know." You chuckled. "So uh, drinks?" You asked.

"Yeah." He nodded and grabbed your hand, leading you to the bar that was in the next room over. You two stood at the bar. Matty ordered his drink, "And whatever she'd like." He said and gestured to you.
"Uh, can I get a jack and coke? Light on the coke please?" You said and Matty laughed. "What?" You asked.

"I just didn't take you for a whiskey drinker." He said and you shrugged. "So, this your first show?"

"Yeah." You chuckled. "Could you tell?"

"A bit, yeah." Matty nodded. "You'll get the hang of it though." He shrugged.

"Hm," You hummed. "Become a seasoned celebrity like you?"

Matty laughed, "Yeah, I guess."

A brief silence settled as you two took sips of your drinks, only broken when a few people came over to speak with Matty. You half listened to the conversation, still processing what the day had been and where you stood now.

"And you're (Y/F/N), yes? That new director?" The man that was talking to Matty asked and you looked up from your drink, Timothee Chalamet was smiling at you.

"Uh, yeah." You nodded and he introduced himself, the pair of you shook hands.

"I'd love to work on your next project." He said.

"Oh," You chuckled. "Um, sure." You took a card out of your purse and passed it to him. "That's my info, I'll give a note to the casting director that you'll send in an audition once we're looking." You smiled.

"That's great, thanks." He nodded, he said his goodbyes and walked away.

"So, what is your next film?" Matty asked. "Another thriller?"

"Ah, nah." You chuckled. "We just finished the final script, its kind of a coming of age story. Bit of a drama."

"Life's a bit of a drama isn't it?" He asked and you laughed.

"How profound." You said once your laugh had settled.

You and Matty talked up until the next show, you'd by that point exchanged numbers and socials before returning to your seats. Your best friend already waiting for you at theirs.

"So, how'd it go?" They grinned at you as they nudged you, teasingly.

"It was fine." You chuckled. "He's a bit of a smartass but he's nice enough." You shrugged.

"So, what are you guys gonna like go for a date or something?" (Y/B/F/N) asked.

"(Y/B/F/N/N)." You chuckled. "We just chatted and had drinks."

"Yeah, but I know you had a thing for him back in uni." They teased you.

"Yeah, whatever." You laughed and looked towards the runway, only to catch Matty smiling at you.