The 1975

Chapter Ninety-One || Baby Come Home

*This chapter is in Matty's POV however the letter is written by Abigail, he's just reading it. Hope it doesn't get confusing*

Date: January 21st

Location: London, UK

Matty's POV

I rushed through the doors fast then ever, I dropped my bag to the ground and scanned the room for her.

"Abigail!" I shouted but no respond.

"Mate calm down" George sighed setting his hand on my shoulder but I just pulled away and ran into the room.

Something was different.

I scanned the hallway quickly and her picture frames were gone, her pillow pet on our bed also gone, I rushed into the closet and it was all gone.

Her clothes, her shoes, her suitcases, every intimate item she brought with her from her apartment in New York was gone.

She was gone.

"Matty" George called from the living room. I immediately rushed out to find him holding an envelope.

"Is it from her?!" I barked, he nodded and I snatched it up and ripped it open.

Dear Matty,

I thought I would start with welcome home, welcome home. You are finished, two years of touring and you are finally finished. I'm sure you're sad so this letter won't help at all. Let me start by saying I love you so much I'm crying so hard as I write this, Louis is in bed sleeping and Vincent is at my side snoring. I love you so much my hands are shaking from writing this but I have to. I remember when I first met you I really didn't like you, I thought you were arrogant and I thought you had this god complex and turns out six months later you do. You are the great Matty Healy and you can't do no wrong. And I believe that for so long, I believed in you and how amazing you were and when you spoke I listened with such admiration and I watched you fall in love with new things everyday and I fell in love with you and that's where I fucked up. They never tell you that falling for someone like you will hurt you, people make it seem like loving someone like you Matty is like falling harder and having the most intense passionate relationship ever. And it is, our relationship was everything and then some. But they don't tell you how hard is it to love someone who is put on a pedestal. In the eyes of your fans, your family, your band mates, and even formally me, you could do no wrong, your harsh words were just vulgar opinions and when you flirted with countless girls it was just fun. I love you so much I overlooked every thing you did that was wrong because I wanted nothing more than you. And then that changed. And before you go and blame Gemma, don't, don't hate her for having the balls to do what you were never going to do. I'm sure you realized by now that I left you, my bags were packed in under an hour and I said my swift goodbyes to your mother, Lincoln and your brother. I won't tell you where I'm staying and if you try to call you'll just get the dial tone since I blocked your number. You're probably thinking I'm some heartless bitch and that may be true but god if anyone is to blame for making me heartless it is you. I fucked up so bad with George but I paid for what I did. You however fucked up, and fucked up and fucked up some more than only chose to tell me the minor fuck up and not the ones that mattered. When I called you and asked you who she was, Halsey, you stayed silent for so long I knew what you were gonna say. And when you said she was just a friend I couldn't help but laugh because of how easy it was for you to lie to me, and you're probably going to claim you did it to protect me but turns out the only protection I needed was from you. However I do admire you for finally being honest, when you told me how you fucked her a week after we started dating but that was it because you felt bad I actually thought about forgiving you. And then I asked about Sky and all the forgiveness flew out the window. I knew I should have been worried about her, she's a dupe for Gemma, the platinum hair and the big eyes that just suck you in but your affection blinded me from ever thinking it was more than just a friendship. When you told me that you slept with her the night before my birthday I started crying so hard but I couldn't speak and you just went on, how it was only once but I doubt that's the true. Then you promised it was only twice with them, that you never cheated again because you fell so madly in love with me and that's admirable Matty Healy. It's also funny. You love me so much but you can lie to me so easily, I can barely lie about what I ate to you because it pains me but no it comes so easy to you. And of course it does because the same blue haired girl you fucked while you were with me you fucked while you were with Gemma who you loved so fucking much. You had so much practice lying to her that it seemed flawless with me. I remember you told me you had a moment with Gemma and almost cheated and I asked her about that and she told me it was true and that you stopped yourself, FYI that did not help your case at all. And you're probably thinking why the hell is she doing this, writing this when I've lived it all. I'm writing this because I knew if I saw you in person I wouldn't think twice about forgiving you, the thing is I love you so goddamn much that I'm actually considering staying. How sad is that? I'm such a pathetic excuse for a female. But this won't be a reenactment of November, I won't stay in bed for days and I won't feel so broken death seems like my only savior, I will over come this heartbreak because you may be my world Matty Healy but I won't let you destroy me like you destroy every good thing in your life. So this is goodbye, this will be the last time you will ever hear from me. Thank you for the most amazing experience of my life, if it wasn't for you and Jamie and our boys I wouldn't have been able to travel the world and fall madly in love with you in every city we went to. Tell Adam and Ross and John that I can't thank them enough for everything, that I love them dearly and that this isn't the end of our friendships. Tell Jamie I love him like my own father and that without him I would have gone insane with you all, I wish him the best with that new band he's managing. Tell James I'm sorry I couldn't hold out like I said I would, he won, but this isn't a victory he should be proud of. And finally Matthew Timothy Healy. Be good. Try to find happiness please, try to find yourself and please don't ever change. You are an amazing human being and I will always love you, I wish you only the best in life. Here's to the last two years, I haven't been around for that long but you've managed to survive the hell of that tour! And here's to the next two years! I hope this band makes you happier than I ever did.