Then Because She Goes - Matty Healy

Pissed again, I've been dying to meet you

Machine - Messer

20 February, 2019

"I feel like we should've kept it curly," debated Matty as the driver skipped over a bump on the road so intensely his rear almost left his seat. "Patty's always right and all—but whenever my hair is straight I never hear the end of it. Not from the fans, not from my mum,"

Their whole team squished into the van that was now driving them to The O2. The nervous front man looked at himself in the grainy reflection of the iPhone camera app.

"Sorry, say that second sentence again? I didn't catch it." Patricia, the band's stylist, responded.

"Patty's always right—"

"Patty's always right." She repeated in unison with him, emphasising her point sternly and with a mischievous smile on her face. The guys laughed at the defeat on Matty's face and continued teasing him, taking Patty's side.

A hand, belonging to Adam, reached to run over the sleek hair, giving it a gentle pat. "There's nothing you can do to change it, mate. It's too late now." He pointed out, only adding to his insecurity. "And it's sort of James Bond-y. Classy. I like it."

Sighing in relief, Matty smiled and thanked him. But, part of him was still unsure. He frantically adjusted it with his fingertips and grew frustrated as it refused to cooperate. "Actually, I need one more opinion," he said, pulling out his phone.

"Do you guys mind if I ring someone?"

"Get over the hair Matty, it's staying like that whether you like it or not." George complained, "Who do you need to call right this second, anyway? About your hair?"

"Este."

"Oh. I see." A grin took over George's face as he wiggled his eyebrows up and down to the rest of the guys.

"And Este is?" questioned Patty.

"You met her backstage before the Pryzm show last year. Filipino, black hair. Was with a short redhead?"

She nodded in realisation, now remembering the familiar name. Matty explained that he and Este had been seeing each other, but were only friends back when Patty was introduced to her. The stories he began to tell evoked more teasing from his band mates, but he was used to it.

When it died down, Matty sent Este a text to make sure she'd answer, before giving her a ring and seeing her face show up on his screen.

"Hey!" he greeted. "Say hi to Este, everyone," The camera panned to the rest of the band, Patty, Jamie, and their bodyguards that surrounded him. They waved and threw excited hello's and hey's her way.

Este's face lit up before pulling one of her hands away from holding her phone to wave at them. "Hi, guys! Happy Brits day! I'm so excited to see you guys win," She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and heard various voices thank her.

"Don't butter us up too much, love. You'll get our hopes up." responded Ross, forcing Matty to turn the screen towards him to get his point across.

She laughed, shaking her head. "I'm just being honest! Also—you all look great. Very dapper."

"You remember Patty. She deserves all the credit," claimed Matty. He kept the camera on himself so he could keep looking at Este.

Patricia muttered a quiet "Hi, darling!" from her seat, over Matty's shoulder. She waved, but Este couldn't see past his face that took up most of her screen.

"You've outdone yourself." Este complimented, as a brief conversation about each of the guys' outfits began. The two girls went on for a couple minutes, both interested in fashion and indulging in each other's presence, before Matty interjected.