A sequel to "Eyes Bright, Uptight" and then some. Please read that first as nothing else will make sense.

A Matty/George Love Triangle. Claire reunites with childhood friend George when she opts to study abroad in England, and their friendship seems to progress into something more. But when she meets his best friend and band mate Matty, she is immediately smitten with him. WARNING: lots of sex, drugs, and references to Matty Healy's majestic hair lie ahead.

Like basically if Matty was in a John Hughes movie. Cliche teenage scenarios and a lot of fun. I promise.

She was a wallflower and he was her wonderwall.

WARNING: This story contains explicit sexual content. Not recommended for precious little eyes. Please remember to practice safe sex always and don't fall in love with boys like Matty. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- My middle finger scrolled through the questions on my laptop, tapping loudly in annoyance. "Do you find yourself interrupted by sexual thoughts or desires as you are completing mundane daily tasks?" I asked him. Matty's index finger was tracing the square of his jaw now, which was atypically speckled with perfectly symmetrical stubble. I noticed every detail about him, the curve of his lips, the slant of his brows, the itty-bitty moles scattered on his face. "Sometimes," he answered. "For example, today, I was thinking about you in the shower, about how nice it'd be to fuck you against the glass door." I grinded my teeth together and clenched my hands tight. "Matty," I said, trying to be as firm as possible. "Those kinds of comments are inappropriate." Especially because I was imagining the same thing this morning, and for him to have been doing the same thing, it floored me. "You said to answer as truthfully and honestly as possible, Jones," he shrugged, toying with his hair. "My turn? Am I frustrating you, darling?"

Fan fiction // Matty Healy The 1975 // Horror // "I can't exist within my own head, so I insist in haunting your bed." Cover by @21duns

Anyways, back to the plan. It wasn't a plan, it was a death sentence. He was my death sentence. I'm sure you've heard of the band The 1975. Matty has a bad rep, how could you not when you smoke weed and drink alcohol all the damn time. So apparently I have his mistakes from bar fights and drug abuse, but if it helps our band then I'll do whatever it takes. Even if it means I have to fake a relationship with Matty Healy.

Fun, frisky and grown up. Sunny's passion is playing the violin. Spending most of her days busking the day's away. But when her pride and joy gets damaged beyond repair, Sunny receives a surprising proposition from Matthew. A young university professor with powerful desires. Who has been captivated by sunny ever since he heard her perform. Matthew will replace her priceless violin. But only if she follows the rules and becomes everything he desires. Unable to deny the chemistry between them, Matthew and Sunny embark on an intense affair, full of daring twists and turns. For Sunny, it is a chance to finally embrace her secret, long-denied dark side. But she'll soon learn that where there is pleasure, must come pain. * * * * * * * This story is mainly based on sex. So expect quite a lot of it. This will be the only time I throw in this warning. As I stated at the top, it's mature (grown up) content. So read at your own risk.

We were young and in love and full of broken pieces. But that made us whole.

monroe had grey eyes. everything about her was grey. but my love for her was rose-like red and the way she loved me was like stepping on rose-like thorns. yet i still found little bits of rainbows in her hands. in the wrinkles that showed up when she smiled. in her tears when she cried. in the stretch marks on her breasts and her wide hips she hated. i found the colours everywhere, but they were all so blue. /matty healy/