No Control;Matty Healy One Shot

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"Waking up

Beside you I'm a loaded gun

I can't contain this anymore

I'm all yours, I got no control, no control"


Matty sat up, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes as he turned slightly, looking down at the sleeping figure next to him. Wild messy hair sprawled across the pillow was just a small reminder to Matty of what events took place the previous night.


"Stop staring at me, creep" The girl's tired voice flooded the room, causing the now flustered boy to look away for a moment.


"I thought you were sleeping.." He mumbled, positioning himself so he was hovering over the girl. She rolled her eyes slightly, bringing her arms up; wrapping them around his neck and connecting their lips together.


"I was, until I felt you staring. Now get off" The girl said, pushing his body off hers, exposing herself. She sat up before grabbing her clothes from the previous night, Matty watched quietly as she got redressed, adjusting her dress as she stood up.


"Are you leaving already? Why don't you stay?" Matty shocked them both as the words fell from his mouth, the girl looked at him confused for a moment; shaking her head.


"They were your rules, I'm just following them." Her words stung him a bit. He knew she was right though, months ago they were drunk acquaintances on a dirty hotel bed when he proposed the idea of friends with benefits. He made it clear to the both of them that it was just strictly sex, nothing more and here he was, breaking his main rule; don't stay longer than needed.


"Maybe I want more" He mumbled, loud enough for her to hear him, he heard her sigh before she turned around, looking at him. He took in her messy hair, smudged make up and wrinkled dress with heels in hand and couldn't help but let a goofy grin appear on his face.


"Will you stay?" He asked again and the girl looked down at her feet, trying to decide what to do. "Every time I wake up next to you, I smile. I watch you sleep because I can't believe that a girl as gorgeous as you agreed to sleep with me. I broke my own rule when I said 'no strings attached' I didn't think I would fall for you." Matty confessed, sucking in his bottom lip for a moment.


"Waking up next to you makes me happy, happier then the alcohol that I consume to get the nerves to talk to you. I don't know what to do when you leave my room, I just wait until the next time I get to see you and do this." He motioned his hand between him and her.


"Every time you leave me, I lose myself because you're not mine. You're mine for a night and I realized that isn't enough for me. I may be selfish but I want you to be mine, I want to be able to wake up and not have to worry about either of us leaving the other." Matty's voice was above a whisper but he knew she had heard him.


He reached over and grabbed his pants, slipping them on before walking over to her, he couldn't read her facial expression and that made him nervous. Did he just fuck everything up? He gently cupped her face in his trembling hands and brought his face down to her level, pressing his lips against hers.


He couldn't help but smirk when he heard a small whimper escape her lips and onto his. He pulled away slightly, pressing his forehead against hers and looked at down at the pair of eyes that stared back at him. "I can't contain this anymore, I'm all yours. I have no control for what I feel for you." He mumbled, looking down at her mouth.


"I have no control for when it comes to you either." She whispered before pressing her lips against his, tossing her heels to the side as she wrapped her arms around Matty's neck, causing him to kneel down slightly; placing his hands on the bottom of her ass. "Jump" A barely audible mumble fell pass his lips as they pressed against the plump pink ones.


The girl followed with what he said, jumping slightly, wrapping her legs around his bare torso. Matty struggled slightly as he walked backwards to the bed and fell over, leaving her on top. "So, should I take this as you feel the same?" Matty breathed out when they broke for air.


The girl rolled her eyes as she sat up, removing her dress once more, tossing it to the side. "Matty, I felt the same when I first met you."

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