show me yours | matty healy

chapter ten

March 16th 2013

"You okay?"

She looks up from where she's sat on the floor of the tent in front of the mirror trying to plait her hair, but with the different layers and lengths she's finding it too hard.

"Yeah."

"Crazy morning."

She shrugs, "Grew up in the valleys, not the worst I've seen."

Matty crosses his legs and sits beside her on the floor, watching her hands work, until she's groaning in frustration as it all unravels again.

"G!"

"Hmm?"

He looks up from his laptop where he's sat across the little tent, "Can you do it again please?"

He nods, moving the beanbag to sit behind her and plait her hair for her, "Is uh, that guy playing here today?" Matty asks.

"Caleb?"

He nods and she shakes her head, "He's got a gig in uh, Oklahoma, I think, Don't know."

Matty nods, "You guys gonna go on another date?"

She chuckles, "Wasn't a date."

"Does he know that?"

She looks up to catch his eye in the mirror, "Yes, he lost a bet, owed me a drink, that's all."

"Yeah," George adds, "They didn't even exchange numbers."

Matty's brows raise, "Why not? He clearly wanted a shag."

George grins at her, "See?" He turns his head towards Matty, "That's what I told her."

"Yeah, well, we had a drink, he's left, that's it."

"That's it?"

She doesn't answer him, does not give in, even as he leans a little closer, "That's it." He shrugs, "Besides, I'm not into drummers."

She gets up, patting George on the head and he frowns a little at her.

"What even happened last night?" She starts asking, "And why was I naked?"

George giggles to himself, "You pissed yourself."

"What?"

He laughs, "On the way home, couple of us were walking home and you and Matty were behind us messin' around, recreating some stupid movie scenes. Pretty sure you were doing the whole footloose dance scene at one point. Then next thing we know you're lying on the floor laughing so hard that you'd pissed yourself."

She blushes shaking her head and Matty giggles, "You refused to walk on further in wet clothes, wouldn't wear my jeans because 'of the textures'-"

"I have sensory issues." She defends. Ignoring George's whisper of 'you have undiagnosed autism'.

"-So the only thing you would wear was my boxers, I had to strip in the middle of nowhere, on an open road."

"Then when we finally got in you asked Ross to help you get your t-shirt on because it was all twisted around and he just ripped it off."

"Yeah, you tried to fight him then cause you said it was your favourite bed top."

Ross, who's just entered, nods, "You have a very sturdy punch."

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March 19th 2013

"Welcome to Wisconsin, babe."

George grins, swinging one arm over Adam's shoulder and another over Matty's as they step into the large hall for the first show of their American tour.