Disallowed ⇔ Matty Healy

Chapter 12

~Matty~

I sit, listening in to George's conversation with these.... sluts.

Seriously. Do they not realise that guys love a chase. And there's a massive difference from coming across as sexy and then just damn right looking a hoe.

It's good to have George here though. He's probably the only person i know from my past that i can call a mate. But as much as i love hearing about what he's been up to these last couple of months. I really should go off and try and make some new mates here. I have school on Monday. This whole thing would of been a waste of time if i don't get chatting now.

I head for the door. My eyes quickly falling on Della as she stands, staring off into the direction of the kitchen. There's something about her expression. She looks... hurt? I dunno. Maybe not. But there's something not right.

I edge more towards the door way as she's still not noticed me. I take my eyes to where she's looking. I look across seeing a guy with a chick in his arms. What's wrong with that? She seriously better not be kicking up a fuss about people getting too close in her house. Because that's just pathetic. And over the top. It's a party. It's what people do.

She suddenly bursts for the door. Ordering people out of her way before yanking it open and running out. Hand over her mouth.

Oh dear. I knew she'd over done it. Trying to keep up with the booze.

She'll be fine. I doubt she wants an audience out there while she's being sick. So i make my way for the kitchen to introduce myself to a few people.

I hold my hand out for the guy Della seems to have taken a disliking to. As he still cuddles into this girl with him. "Alright?" i approach him. "Matty. Nice to meet you" i smile across at him. He reaches his arm from around the girl.

He smiles back "Adam" he nods. And then gets back to his conversation. And cuddling the chick.

I walk off. Figuring I'm not going to get a conversation out of hm. So i head further into the kitchen.

Adam, did he say?

Nah. Can't be. I shake that thought out of my head. He's probably outside with her now.

I join a group of lads gathered near the fridge. "Matty. hows it going?" i ask. They all stop their chatting and look at me.

"Dells new brother?" one asks, with a raised brow at me.

I nod.

"Yo. Ad. Future brother in law here?" he points at me and chuckles.

"I'm Ross" he holds his hand out to me. I take it, and we shake, while i look across at who i spoke to before. The first guy. That Adam guy. Now looking across at me with a timid look before he drops his head and shuffles on his feet.

"That Della's lad?" i ask, keeping my eyes on him. While he keeps his on the floor.

"I'd be a good lad if i was you" he suddenly shouts across at him. "He looks as though he already wants to kill ya!" he calls over to Adam. Making the rest of the lads burst into laughter.

I fake a laugh. But my eyes don't budge. He's not wrong though.

What the fuck's he doing with her?

While Della's outside, feeling unwell.

I finish the last in my bottle. I slam it down on the side before heading out of the kitchen.

"See you Monday!" Ross shouts across to me. Hearing him say "I like him!" before I'm gone.

I head straight for the front door. In hope Della's alright.

But as soon as I'm out. I see she's gone. She doesn't seem to be out here.

I storm back inside. In an attempt to find her and make sure she's okay now. And to make sure she knows what that sleazeball has been up to. I don't give a shit if it seems like nothing. If you already have a girl, you don't do that shit with another.

Especially not on someone like Dells. She doesn't deserve that. Nor him.

I'm going to make sure he keeps his distance now.

I make my way back into the living room. Shouting across to George to see if he's seen Della. He shakes his head, sat with a blonde girl on his knee now. Another blonde heads over to me, her mate i think. She plants a hand on my chest as soon as she gets to me, and reaches up to my neck. "Wanna go somewhere quiet?" she whispers into my ear.

I shake my head at her before pushing her away gently and laughing at her. "Don't flatter yourself, darling" i tell her with a harsh tone before heading back out.

What is it with girls that dress like that and reckon they can get anyone they fancy. Idiot. That look or type just doesn't do it for me.

I push past a group of girls to get back into the kitchen. To see if i can see Adam and tell him to get looking for his fucking girl before i flatten him... But he's not in here.

Ross see's and nods over to me. Holding his beer up with a smirk. I nod back and head back out.

Upstairs!

I rush for the stairs. But I'm stopped. "Matt, come and have a drink man. I gotta go soon!" George calls after me.

"I'll be five minutes" i tell him. Attempting to run up. But again...

"I'm going in half hour. Just one drink. Come on!"

I stare up the stairs.

I suppose half an hour won't kill. She's probably back with her friends and told him to piss off home. Knowing Della and her temper, that's probably what's happened.

I laugh into my bottle at George explaining to me and a few other lads I just met twenty minutes ago, about how we first met. When we both decided to skip school. And thought it would be a mint idea to jump over the school fence. Only i got my trouser leg caught on the fencing. And the teacher had hold of me from one side and George on the other. Both trying to pull me over at each side like a fucking tug of war!... Hilarious.

"Nice meeting you lad!" Ross stops at the door way as he heads out.

I hold my bottle up. "Cheers for coming!"

He nods. "Oh. When Ad's done with Dells upstairs. Get him to meet me back at mine" he tells me with a grin, followed with a wink.....

What?!

I drop my bottle and run for the stairs.