Omg! A Matty Healy Fanfic

// C H A P T E R F O U R T E E N //

"Do you want me to take you home?" George asked as I went to the couch to grab my jacket.

I turned around, smiling politely, "no thank you, Matty said he'd take me." I put my jacket on and looked away quickly. I couldn't show him any sign of interest in that way. I had never felt so nervous around him until I'd gotten the idea that maybe he liked me.

I mean, why would he like me? I'm me...but also, I haven't ever had someone who liked me before. I didn't know how to take it. Or how to feel...and above all else what I did feel was conceited to think he liked me anyway. I grabbed my purse and swung it around me, walking past him.

He grabbed me by my arm gently, swing me around slightly. I looked up at him in surprise, what the hell is he doing?

"Why are you acting like this?"

"Like what?" I asked, looking around to make sure we were alone.

"Like...you don't want to be around me." He took a deep breath in, I looked at his chest, because looking him in the face made me nervous.

"I don't mean to, look, Matty's waiting for me in the car okay--"

"Talk to me." He still held onto my arm.

"George there's nothing to talk about, I'm sorry. I have to go." I started towards the door, freeing myself from his grip.

"Fine." He watched me.

The tone of his voice made me feel as if I'd hurt his feelings. I never could stand to know if I had done that to a person...affect their feelings in any type of way.

"You know," I turned around, "its not fair." I couldn't believe my courage.

He turned his head, looking at me.

"What?" He asked, appearing seriously stunned...but I didn't believe him, no way...he knew exactly what I meant.

"You know what I mean," I shook my head.

Matty honked from the driveway. I turned to the door, then back to George.

"No I don't." He protested.

"You invited me to some shit party and I spent the entire night with Matty." I whispered in the form of a shout.

"You chose to." He said, his jaw dropping slightly.

"No, I thought I'd be spending time with you and instead you were with some chick while you sent Matty off to pick me up." I looked at him in disgust, I couldn't stand that he was making me confess how he really hurt my feelings. I wasn't supposed to even have feelings, no one ever gave a damn about them. I already regretted speaking in the first place.I should've continued out the door, he was going to let me go.

He looked at me, guilty.

"I'm sorry." He said.

I sighed, blowing off all the emotions, "yeah well...you should be. Don't expect me to want to talk to you if I wasn't even worth the night to spend with."

"As if you were worth the night to Matty," He stood up, "he was only with you because he had no other choice."

I felt it in my heart, the words stung.

"I'm never coming back here again." I walked out the door and slammed it behind me. Passing up the car and storming down the sidewalk. Matty looked out of the window, confused.

He honked the horn, surely to get my attention. I crossed my arms and continued to make my way home and away from them. He pulled out of the driveway and followed me. I didn't dare look at the car. He drove slowly, unrolling the windows. I tried my hardest to walk faster than the car, but it didn't work.