talk! | matty healy

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**just wanted to point out that the room that everyone is in is kinda like a big hotel suite lol idk just go with it x
* (prepare for an eventful chapter)

-olivia's p.o.v-

"olivia?" matty banged on the door, sounding rough and tired but he really didn't know how i was feeling.
"just fuck off!" i wiped at my eyes, tears pouring out and i was sure i looked a mess as i sat against the wall.

i heard him sigh on the other side of the door. "i'm not leaving until i know you're alright" my brows furrowed, how could he be so oblivious? i swung the door open and he stepped past the threshold, his pupils dilated and his hair a mess as he stared worryingly at me.
"are you fucking stupid?" i shut the door behind him, looking him up and down but i couldn't stop crying.

"baby, what's the matter?" he stumbled forward to hug me but i pushed him back, chewing my lip and rubbing my temple.
"i fell in love with you" i stared at him, wiping under my eyes and seeing black smudges on my fingers. "how could you do this to me?!" i stamped slightly, feeling utterly frustrated and absolutely broken.

"l-liv, what have i done?" i could tell he was high out of his mind as he sat on the corner of the bed, swaying a little.
"i could hear you giving her head! or fucking that slag!" i broke down on the floor, holding my head in my hands and i felt matty climb down next to me. saying it out loud was even worse.

"i don't understand, olivia" he whined, trying to rub my arm as i flinched away.
"mia- you had sex with her. i just fucking heard you and she was moaning your name so don't act like you don't know" i looked up at him, the pain visible in my eyes but i couldn't look at him without crying because i couldn't have him anymore.

he didn't want me.

he sat there blankly for a while before his brows furrowed and he shook his head a little.
"come with me" he stood up, putting his shaky hand out to me but i stood up by myself, i couldn't touch him. i wiped my eyes a final time and let him lead me to the other room, going inside- walking past everyone.

he stopped outside of mia's room for a second, listening until we heard her moaning again and matty kicked the door open, flicking the light on.
"what the fuck!" M laid over mia as he frantically pulled the sheets over them, mia covering her bare chest. i felt so stupid.

matty closed the door again, looking so out of it. "i'd n-never cheat on you liv" he whispered, looking dead and ghostly until he started swaying, dropping to the floor. my knees fell next to him with my heart thumbing again, checking his pulse.

"matty!" i shook his shoulder but he wouldn't respond. "george! adam!" i frantically felt around matty's neck and wrists, anything to calm me down.

george, adam and ross quickly came to matty's side as i held onto matty's hand, praying that he'd just be okay.
"i-i think he's high" i looked to george as he looked equally panicked before ross helped to take him to the bathroom.

"turn the shower on" george put matty in the bathtub as adam twisted the faucet and i quickly turned away, i couldn't look at him when he was like that. his shirt and jeans were now soaked, clinging to his skin.
"i think we're gonna have to call an ambulance" adam pulled at his hair, clearly stressed and i covered my face, trying not to think the worst.

"i'll get something for him to be sick into" i practically ran out of the bathroom into the kitchen area, grabbing a pot as jay tried to say something about matty being alright. he wasn't alright.

i briskly went back to the bathroom, visibly shaking as i walked through the door.

"you're a fucking idiot" george shook his head and i looked to matty as he had his eyes slightly open, croaking something.
"baby" i dropped the pot, quickly kneeling next to the bathtub to see him and turning the shower off when i saw him shaking from the cold.

he looked through me blankly, moving his quivering hands to his face and rubbing over his pale skin.
"we'll talk about this in the morning" george gave matty a hard stare, he was obviously shaken by it. "try to get him to eat and drink something, see you in the morning" george sighed, walking out with the others and i heard a few mutters and doors closing.

"i'm so sorry" i looked back around to the tub, matty was leaning on the side with his head in his hands. i didn't say anything, i couldn't- i pulled his soaked shirt off and helped him out of the tub.
"please don't cry" matty croaked, weakly holding my face and wiping a few tears away. i gently turned my face away, i was scared shitless and went to the kitchen to make him a hot drink.

it was when i was pouring the boiling water into the mug when matty stumbled in, holding onto the table for support. i held a flannel under the cold tap for a while before turning to matty and holding it on his forehead whilst gripping his bare shoulder with my other hand.

he looked down at me, looking guilty as he silently wiped a few tears from my cheeks- i hated this so much. i stared at his 'annie' tattoo until i turned away, leaving the flannel on the side whilst i got his drink. i handed him the mug as he smelt the watery concoction of things i thought might make him better.

he threw up three times.

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"please say something" matty's voice was still croaky as we laid in the separate room, under the silky sheets.
"i thought you were dead" i whispered it impassively, lying on his chest with my hand placed over his heartbeat.

"i won't do it again. i mean it this time." he managed to slide my body up the bed so i was facing him but my arm bumped his nose and he quickly covered it.

i saw blood start to gush from his nose as he swiftly slid off of the bed and i followed, catching the blood that threatened to drip off of his chin. i wiped the blood that fell onto his chest whilst clinging to his body, stopping him from stumbling.

"you should get in the shower" i mumbled as i led him to the bathroom, his blood covering my hands. i turned the shower on as he took his boxers off and stepped in, not standing under the water as it warmed up.

"come in with me" he pinched his nose, the bleeding not stopping.
"i'll get my underwear wet" i sighed, leaning on the wall and he studied my face.
"take them off then?" he cracked a small smile and i thought for a moment before unclipping my bra and sliding my knickers off my legs, leaving them on the tiled floor.

i stepped under the now warm water, completely exposed to him as he stepped under as well, holding onto my face with his bloody hands. the water cascaded over his head as he leaning in, meeting his lips with mine and tenderly kissed me.

he parted and i saw the bloody-pink water trickle down his face, probably covering mine too now.
"you look so cool" he whispered, laughing lightly and leaned his forehead against mine but i just burst into tears, crying into his chest.
"hey, hey, darling it's okay" he smoothed my wet hair down and rubbed the small of my back, today had been too much... but i'd never leave him.

"not having you here with me has been a fucking nightmare" he lifted my chin to look at him, starting to cry himself. "i'm broken without you. please don't leave. i'm so sorry i've scared you baby, you mean the world to me and I don't want you to feel like this."

his wet curls fell in front of his eyes as he held my body close to his, still staring into my eyes.
"i know it's not ideal and you're probably confused because people who're just friends don't give each other orgasms" he smiled at me, biting his lip. "i- i adore you... i want you to be mine"

"like... your girlfriend?" i broke eye contact again, looking at his chest tattoo. he lifted my chin again, so close to me.
"only if that's what you want, poppet"

i finally smiled, a genuine smile before pulling his head down to meet my lips, kissing his for as long as i could before coming up for air.

"i think i'm in love with you, matthew"

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is this okay??? it's super long heheh x