Matty Healy Imagines

"Oliva. Olivia Healy." // Part two

It's been almost three weeks after the whole Matty-Adam incident back in London. You've been focusing on work and friends to try to get your mind off of things. You haven't had a word with either of the two.

You had a daily dose of pain, anger and confusion. You were mad at your ex, Matty. You were still recovering from the sight you saw that morning. In his room, under the sheets, lied a naked woman, sleeping comfortably like she belonged to the place. It was like she was very welcome there. And it hurt. Clothes were all over the floor, shoes, purse, the room was a mess, even her hair was. You couldn't stop thinking how he must've done to her the things he's done to you. Something you thought only the two of you had together. It disgusted you, in so many ways.

You always fought to keep yourself from crying. You convinced yourself he wasn't worth it. You wanted to believe it but you just couldn't. You knew deep down, you still loved him. And you want to stop loving him. But why was it so hard? He hurt you as easy as that, didn't he? Why couldn't you just let go of it? This angered you more, not only because it was unfair, but because you kept going around and around these thoughts. You hated it. You hated him. You just wanted to forget him.

Time passed and slowly, you started forgetting all about Matty. Of course, not without difficulty. He kept trying to call you, he sent you texts at every possible moment. He tried different numbers and reaching you through friends. But one thing you were confident about is that he never tried to get your attention on social media. He knew how much you hated it. He knew how much you didn't want to be mentioned in the media as someone he's dating or even someone who's involved with the guys. You were aware of how crazy the media gets and you didn't want to be its victim. You didn't want the hate. So you made it clear for him in the beginning of your relationship that you didn't want any of that shit. And this, he understood very well. You were glad he didn't dare mention you on twitter or post a picture of you on instagram or any other social media site. You trusted him to think wise about doing so.

But still, his texts and calls bothered you. He would always leave messages saying how much he misses you and how he's so sorry about everything and to let him explain. Sometimes he would even text you like nothing's happened, tells you how his day went and what he ate or where he went. Or even just funny things that happened with George or the fans.

Of course, what fun would it all be without hearing about Matty on TV or on the radio or from your friends, singing along to his lyrics. You zoned out everything that reminded you of him until you got used to it. His texts became fewer and so did his calls.

But every so often, you thought of your best friend, Adam. You thought of the way you found out how he really felt about you, how you left without granting him a decent conversation. He picked you up at Matty's flat and drove you to the airport after all. You didn't even think you remembered to thank him for that. How stupid of you! How stupid of you to treat him the way you did. He was only respecting your relationship by keeping it to himself. How Matty found out, you had no idea. All you knew was that you were unfair to him.

Four months have passed and you felt like you were okay. You've moved on. You forgot about everything, well, of course not literally. You suddenly can take seeing Matty on TV, on social media, hearing his voice in interviews. You still loved him, but not like that anymore. He became a very important part of your life, you accepted that you couldn't shut him out of it completely. You'll live. You told yourself.

You were in your apartment, lying on your sofa, with the TV on mute, going through your instagram feed, soaking in the heat of the sun whose light shone through your glass floor-to-ceiling window. You were enjoying a lazy day, your day off, when you got a text from a number who's owner you completely forgot about until now.