Days passed by in a blur. I hadn’t seen Matty since we agreed on the whole friends with benefits thing. I craved him. I craved the feeling of my hands running through his hair, the feeling of utter pleasure when he was around me. I needed him right now. I picked up the phone and dialled his number.
“Hey Maddy” he answered.
“My place. Now” I said, then hung up. 10 minutes later there was a knock at the door. I answered it wearing my black and pink lingerie. Matty stripped himself of his jacket as soon as he saw me and scooped me up by the waist, pushing his lips on mine. The sound of the TV was playing in the background of our make-out session. He’d pushed me against the wall of the living room and was taking off his jeans. He pulled his underwear down (after mine were down as well) and started to fuck me against the wall. I grabbed his hair and pulled it hard, him groaning along with the sound of our exposed flesh hitting each other’s. He pulled me away from the wall and carried me over to the couch and lay me down, kissing me all over my naked breasts. He pushed himself back into me and I gasped with pleasure. He groaned as I breathed his name onto his neck over and over again. I felt his nails clawing me just the slightest and heard his heavy breathing, practically telling me that he was getting close to climax. He grabbed me by the waist and held me up so I was sitting on him, bouncing up and down as he fucked me. About 2 minutes later, Matty had spilled his load into the condom and pulled out, causing me to have my own orgasm. He collapsed backwards on the couch, breathing deeply, and then sat properly on the couch seat. I sat down next to him.
“So… dinner?” I asked him.
“Yeah, where we going?” he responded.
“Well there’s a nice little place about 3 blocks away if you want to go for a small walk. Or we could order Chinese food?”
“I’m kind of keen to just stay here and watch the tellie with Chinese food” he smiled at me. “Hey do you mind if I shower?”
“Yeah, no problem. It’s down the hall to the left”
“Thanks”. While Matty was showering I just ordered a shit load of food for my local Chinese Palace. Honey chicken, fried rice, eggrolls, Cantonese beef and some other stuff that I thought Matty might like. Eventually he was out of the shower and I was dressed in my sweat pants and a long sleeve track team shirt. We sat down on the same couch that we just fucked on and pigged out while watching one of my favourite shows, The Mighty Boosh. I will never get over my crush on Vince Noir.
Anyway, Matty left a bit later that night. He told me that he and the rest of the band are going on tour again soon. I haven’t really had that much time to hang out with the rest of the band but I definitely have with Matty.
A/N guess who's back guys!!!! I'm so so so sorry for the long wait for the new chapter and I'm sorry it's so short! I've had a lot going on with school and family conserns lately so I haven't had much time to write, but I will be updating regually now. AND I SAW THE 1975 IN JANUARY AND THEY WERE PERFECT AND MATTY SMILED AT ME DURING SO FAR (ITS ALRIGHT) AND CHOCOLATE AND DJSHFUEJGHUEUGK
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Why Don't You Figure My Heart Out? (Matthew Healy)
FanfictionMaddy Wellington is an independent 18 year old girl living in Manchester with high hopes for her future. She adores The 1975, but what happens when she goes to one of their shows and has a close encounter with Matty Healy? Will they get along?
