Matty Healy One Shots

Sex

(Not even gonna lie I got so busy that I kept not having time to update this and then it just ended up being so long that I kinda forgot I was writing it but I'm gonna update this a little bit now. Sorry this one kinda sucks but I already had a lot of it done and I just wanted to get it finished.)

We're in the back of my car, on the side street by her apartment. As soon as she's climbed into the back, she kicks off her shoes and pulls me down with her. Her mouth is on every inch of me, covering me with kisses. I roughly grab her waist, pulling her closer. I start to work the button on her jeans when she pulls away from me. "I have a boyfriend." She kisses me one last time before getting dressed and exiting my car.

Her and I have been hanging out for weeks, kissing and touching, yet she's never said anything about this boyfriend until now. I bang my fist into the door in frustration. As much as she's lead me on, for over a month now, I wouldn't have guessed that there was someone else in the picture. I climb back into the driver's seat and start the engine, thinking of where I can go. I head to Adam's house, knowing he'll think of some way to distract me. Three simple knocks on the door, and Adam yells for me to come in. "He's going to get killed one day. He has no idea who's at the door," I think, opening the door to his home. "Hey Matty it's you!" He says, coming up to give me a hug.

"Yeah well I could've been a serial killer so I'd say you're pretty lucky." I follow him to the couch, sitting on the end not covered by clothes. I don't think he would know a clean house if it bit him in the ass.

"What's up man?"

"You know that girl I've been seeing, Carly?" He nods, so I go on. "Yeah well apparently she has a boyfriend, so I'm pretty pissed that she just now decided to tell me."

"Damn, sorry to hear it man," he says. I shrug it off, and he gets up to go get a drink. I stay for a few hours, watching television and just hanging out. I finally decide to go home a little after midnight. It would have been a little weird to stay over, considering I'm not drunk and we're no longer in the seventh grade.

The next morning, I was walking to the store when I saw her across the street. She was with a group of her friends, and she came over to say hi. There really wasn't much to the conversation, and I was on my way within a few minutes.

There was a knock on my door later that day, which I assumed was my roommate, Johnathon, who was always forgetting his keys. I got up from the couch to open the door, and was surprised to see Carly there. "Where's your boyfriend?" I asked.

"Don't worry about him," she said. She came inside and closed the door behind her, pressing her lips to mine. I kissed her back, but pulled back after a second.

"Look," I said. "I don't mind the whole boyfriend thing that much, but if we're gonna do anything we might as well just fuck."

"Well that's fine by me," she said, pushing me onto the couch. So we did just that.