George didn't expect much of his life. He come to be rather complacent with the ways things had turned out to be. He wasn't unhappy, per se, just very uninspired by the world around him. He found himself with little more than vague enthusiasm towards a select few things in his life. Perhaps he'd thought he was okay wi...
"Is that a picture of me? In your locker?" "No" "No? Pretty sure that's me" "It might be you, who knows, not me" ©All rights reserved to kickthetrash
He was hurt. He was unloved. He was breaking. He was shunned. Lastly, Matty was damaged. Until George found him. [Inspired by the 2004 song, "Damaged" by American girl group, TLC]
Matty Healy is a camboy; George Daniel is a fairly well-off photographer, and an avid viewer of Matty's shows.
in which matty healy is dying and in love - two of the worst combinations a person could be, and he wishes to spend his time lost within his own head. and who is george to stop him? © 2016 ↯ plebeians- a the 1975 fanfiction
Matty's not co-dependent, exactly, just very attached, and he's coping, and it's not like anything's happened, except so much happened all at once, because George is allowed to have girlfriends, because Matty and George were never exclusive, they were never anything really, it's just that Matty would like to think tha...
Matty Healy, often confused for being a girl. His long curly hair and his feminine clothing choice has landed him the title of being a trannie. But he disagrees, he's just a confused teenager with girly look which couldn't hurt, right? George Daniel on the other hand was the opposite, tall, muscular, and the opposite...
Matty doesn't know what's going on with gender, and George doesn't know anything except for how to smoke weed.
George knows his relationship is falling apart-he really does, but he's not quite sure what to do about that fact. He's tried fixing it, but nothing works, and George is reaching the point where he isn't even sure if he wants to repair the damage if he's the only one putting in any effort. But he's not a cheater, and...
This isn't love. This is just sex. This is just attention. Matty tells himself that's just what he needs. Just moments in which he can forget, in which the world blurs out and he doesn't have to focus on everything so very wrong with both his mind and his body. It's like getting drunk without the hangover, in his mind...
He was a wide eyed, halfway living boy, who looked pretty in the winter light, but was just another dandelion in the spring. And then he fell in love. He always did. [ 80s AU / matty works in a bookstore and he's a cute lil sweater nerd / george is this outrageous infamous punk boy who thinks he doesn't have feelings...