She said the air is so clean. (Matty Healy fanfic)

5

1 week later.

Christian, my overly touchy, very loving bestfriend is taking me out for drinks tonight. Its been a week since ive talked to anyone but him and Lexi, my other bestfriemd.

I miss jackson. I really fucked up all the work into into that relationship.

Oddly i miss Matty as well, i screwed that up before it had a chance to be anything.

I was a bit reluctant to come out tonight, but i cant mourn over loses that weren't all my fault.

I get dressed in a tight black dress, with a missing back, and my Louis Vuitton red bottom pumps. I put on some dark red lipstick, wing my eyeliner and fluff my hair.

I pull my phone out and dial christian.

"Hey babe!!" he answers eagerly

"Hello chrissy" i giggle.

"Dont call me that! Meet me at the club, It would be insane for me to walk to you then there."

"Okay, ill be there in 15 minutes,"

"Yeah, sounds good babe, see you there" them he hangs up.

I slide my phone into my quilted Chanel bag, grab a sweater and walk out the door.
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When i get to the club, I show the bouncer my ID, and proceed in walking casually to the bar. I order a vodka and tonic and take a seat at a nearby table.

I glance at my phone.

"Hey jules, Ill be there in a minute, save me a dance ;) -c"

I answer him.

"No promises chrissy, theres some hot guys here, hurry up, i look sour drinking alone. -j"

I slip my phone back into my bag and continue sipping. Listening to the music that is playing live without looking at the stage.

It sounds so familiar. Beautiful and rough, all at once. Engulfing me in emotions. I turn to look at the stage and there he is.

Matty, is on stage, with 3 other guys.

I feel a tap on my shoulder.

"Hey, you're actually drooling babe, hes just a fucked up musician" christian pulls me out of my trance.

"Chris, i cant be here, remember that guy i met last week, the one that took me to the hollywood sign..?" I ask in a whisper.

He nods his head slowly, wondering where this is headed.

"The one with the curly hair, hes singing. Thats him Chris, i cant be here."

He procceds to lift me up and carries me through a crowd signing and dancing to the music. Then sits me down right in front row.

"What the fuck are you doing Christian?" He place his arm around my shoulders and starts swaying to the music.

"Making you face your fear sweetie, hes just a person"

Mattys eyed lock on to mine, then they follow the arm on my shoulder. He looks at christian for a moment then back to me. Smirks, puts his bottle of wine in the air, and sips, all without breaking eye contact.

"Oo he likes you Julie" chris says kissing my temple, then walking away. Leaving me here.

Leaving me alone, surrounded by horny girls, and mattys now occasional gaze. I just stand there slowly sipping.

"Hello everyone, thanks for coming out. Who wants to come onto stage for robbers?" He said focusing on me, as i try to shrink myself. Everyone screams. "You darling, with the lovely black dress, whats your name?"