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

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After we eat we all decide it would be best if we headed to a club. We walked down the street to a random club where several people were standing in front of. Matty got stopped by a few people in the line and after the bouncer noticed he let us all in before the line.

"Celebrity perks." I giggle and lead him to the bar.

"He's a keeper." Jamal laughs.

"Agreed." I smile and order us all shots of tequila.

We clink our shots together and down them. Michael and Jamal head to a group of girls and start dancing.

"Another?" Matty asks.

"Yes please." I giggle.

He orders another round and we quickly down it. I start feeling the effects already. Damn my light weighted self.

"You." I laugh. "Are verry special to me."

"Oh am I?" He laughs and orders another round. Which we both down the second we get them.

"Wooo" I giggle and start dancing a little.

"You're very strange." He smiles and kisses my cheek.

"Tell me something I don't know." I grin and start moving my hips around a bit. "Dance with me!" I giggle and pull him to the dance floor.

"Im a terrible dancer but anything for you." He laughs and spins me.

We dance for what feels like forever. Then we head to the bar and order another round of shots, which pretty much finishes me off. I stumble away from the bar and start heading back to the dance floor, but Matty's arms wrap around me and he pulls me out of the club.

"We should leave, You're drunk." He says and sits me down on the sidewalk then wraps his jacket around me. "Hand me your phone."

I search through my purse and hand him my phone.

"Ill text Michael and tell him were going back home" He says and proceeds to text. He puts my phone in his pocket and helps me up.

"Why do you love me?" I slur as I wobbly stand up.

"Because you complete me." He says and helps me walk down the dark sidewalk.

"You barely know me." I say and trip a little.

"I know, but I also know I've never felt this way about anyone." He says and helps me.

"Stop. You dont know me well enough to say you love me, I don't know if I even know you well enough to love you." I start crying.

He pulls me into his arms.

"Stop J. Please just stop."

I push him off of me.

"Im just speaking the truth. I feel like you only love fucking me." Im crying even harder now, and I start stumbling away and fall.

He walks over to me and pulls me up.

"Stop. You're just drunk. Lets go home." He walks to the side walk and hails a cab. He helps me in and wipes my tears.

I lay in his lap inhaling his smell.

"Hey J?" He asks quietly.

"Yes?" I ask back as my eyelids begin feeling heavy.

"Remember that I love you." He says, The tone of his voice shows he's crying a bit.

"No you don't." I shrug, then pass out in his lap.