beautiful broken bones • Matty Healy x Reader

1 • the white room

= 2nd october, london
8:30am

A groan escaped my lips as i opened my eyes for the first time. everything was white. the smell of disinfectant filled my senses and the sound of screaming filled my ears. i felt my heart rate fasten, it was vibrating in my rib cage. panic. panic. panic.

I woke up in a sweat as i opened my eyes for the second time.
It's been 2 years now and i still have nightmares from rehab. I wiped my forehead collecting the dripping sweat and grimaced at the touch of it. Sitting up drenched with sweat and fatigue, I checked my phone.

3 missed calls from : Bliss<3

Bliss<3: whore you better pick up this fucking phone, i have BRILLIANT news!! x

I signed, wondering what the 'brilliant' news could be, you never know with Bliss. I dialled her number and she picked up instantly.
'hey babe, what's up?' i said groggily.
Bliss was my best friend, she had been there for me for as long as i remember. We've been through so much together and I've never been more grateful to have someone in my life, 'y/n!! finally you're awake! soooo you ready for the BRILLIANT news?' she was way too excitable for this time in the morning. I mumbled a 'mhm?'
'MY DAD WON TICKETS FOR THE 1975 CONCERT NEXT WEEK!!!' bliss screamed down the phone.
'the 19-... the 19.. what now?' i asked confused. 
'BABEE THE 1975 YOU KNOW THE SONG SEX???' she said as if i was supposed to remember a band she probably showed me months ago.
'ohh yeah sex.. i like that song.. are you insinuating you want me to go with you?' i asked giggling a bit.
'of course, i'll be at yours soon i just need to finish up helping my sister with something, love you bye!!' bliss ended the call and silence filled the room yet again.

I've been doing better, but I'm not sure I'll ever be completely okay. I shuffled my bedsheets around looking for my disposable vape, taking a few drags before i start the day.

2 hours later
10:30am

I checked my phone seeing the message from Bliss, she said she'll be here in 10 minutes. I had already showered and done my makeup, black eyeliner with thick long false lashes were my signature look. 'what do i wear...?' i asked my cat, dolly, who was sitting peacefully on the edge of my bed. I picked up a black halter neck top and put it on, matching it with some comfy black cargos, the halter top made my cleavage look good. Casual outfit for a casual day.. my eyes looked down to my arms and traced over the keloid scars that scattered over my right and left arm. I sighed, blocking out the memories with a baggy black zip up jacket.

Before i knew it, Bliss was at my apartment buzzing with joy. 'i cannot believe we're going to see the 1975 next week!! god i hope Matty Healy sees me!!' she was quite literally jumping with joy. i laughed at her behaviour, 'You need to educate me on their albums again.. when did you show me their songs again?' i asked trying to remember.
She shifted with discomfort, 'oh.. it was um..' she hesitated, 'right before you went to.. rehab.' she finally finished. I nodded but didn't say anything knowing if i thought about it too much id explode with emotion.
'anyways.. let me educate you baby' she winked and nudged my arm playfully.

After a few hours of listening to the 1975's songs i realised they weren't that bad, the lead singer seemed arrogant though. Their lyrics hit deep and were meaningful and i found myself relating to a few of the songs. Especially 'the ballad of me and my brain' however it gave me goosebumps and reminded me of rehab.
Bliss snapped me out of my thoughts, 'y/n? are you alright?' she asked. 'sorry i zoned out, um.. can you stay here tonight?' my voice sounded fragile, i hated it.
'of course i can' she smiled back at me.

I sighed in relief, I wasn't going to be alone tonight.