The 1975

Chapter Forty-Three || Death of a writer.

Date: August 23rd

Location: Manchester, UK

Ive been staring at Matty's computer screen for an whole hour in disbelief. I was completely lost for words and for the past sixty minutes I felt like the wind was knocked out of me and I didn't know what to do. This morning when I woke up I checked my email to see if I had gotten my school schedule yet and instead I got a letter from Hudson University saying they were withdrawing me as a student.

Apparently one of my teachers told the head dean that I have put personal emotions before my student well being. This teacher also told my dean that I have been partying, drinking and doing drugs at music festivals when I'm supposed to be working. Clearly this teacher is Green. The email also goes on the say that my tuition will be refunded and that when I do apply to new schools my dead won't repeat any of this to them since it is a personal matter.

I have never felt so hurt in my whole life. Although I know it is my fault that this is happening I can't believe it has been taken this far. I worked so hard to get into Hudson, I did so much community service, I got straight A's all four years of high school and I even did their whole college essay. I also paid almost six grand for SAT prep classes just to get kicked out my sophomore year. To get kicked out because my dream teacher didn't approve of the choices I made.

I was in complete disbelief that this was happening. I worked so damn hard to have the life I wanted, to go to school where I wanted and study what I wanted. I worked so hard to get into Green's class, and now because I fell in love with the idiot that is Matty Healy my dream has been crushed and throw out the window. I literally couldn't believe it was happening.

"Abigail" Louis called as he knocked on Matty's bedroom door. He stayed in the flat last night because Matty asked him not to leave me alone.

"Come in" I said as I wiped my eyes.

"Hey-" he started to say then stopped. "Have you been crying?"

"Uh no" I chuckled. "What's up?"

"Never mind" he said quickly.

"No" I said. "Its fine, I'm fine what's up?"

"I was wondering if you could cook me breakfast but it's fine I can make waffles" he shrugged.

"No! It's fine, come on" I smiled then got up and walked out with him.

As much as I was hurting inside and as much as I wanted to call Green and curse him out for acting like a child I didn't because then I would be the one acting like a child. So instead of throwing a tantrum I just put on a big smile and cooked Louis and I eggs and bacon. While I cooked Louis set the table and made toast.

"Have you talked to your brother?" I asked Louis as we sat down to eat.

"Yeah" he nodded.

"Is he in reading yet?"

"Not exactly"

"What? Where is he?"

He smiled. "On his way down here"

I sighed. "God I'm gonna kill him"

He chuckled. "He's bringing Pip"

"Pip?" I asked.

"His dog, she was staying with Gemma since Matty was on tour, she was with my mum but Gemma took her"

I nodded. "I never knew he had a dog"

"You don't know much about him do you?" he lightly chuckled.

I shrugged. "I guess not, but I do know I love him"