"It's complicated." Gemma sighs. "It's really not, love." In which Matty is in love with George and George watches too much Nigella.

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 / he does / matty gives him a fucking run for his money ] [ COMPLETED ]

"There is a hopelessly romantic notion that two people can meet and instantly fall in love"- Amber said inhaling her cigarette. Frankie rolled her eyes; that was utter bullshit, the thought of two people meeting and forming a bond so deep that no one could break was fairytale material for her but for some reason her mind focused on Matty when the word love left Amber's lips. A story in which Matty Healy falls for his brother's crush not knowing the shitstorm it would cause. This is basically a parody to every fanfic ever

When you grow up in a small town in Northern England there isn't much to do.

Matty Healy was a very clever lad from the moment we'd met, and though it was indecipherable to me at the time-as a five year old girl-he would prove to me that he was perfectly capable of tearing my heart into unrecognizable shreds.

"You're a good girl, do you know that?" He exhaled deeply with a disbelieving smile, pulling me to lie next to him. "Which is probably why I find you so hot. Those innocent eyes, fuck. I was done for. I always have been." "You don't mean that." I laughed, clambering beneath the sheets. "Ah, always so skeptical. But I mean it, your eyes are it for me. This magical emerald green that shines in the sunlight, and almost changes colour when you're talking about something you love. Like that fucking creative writing class you take with George. Your eyes, they shimmer and it's weird as shit but I love it. They remind me of the first day of spring, the sort of green that emerges from a really shit winter. The green that reminds you that everything is growing, and you're growing, and you're alive. That is what I love about your eyes." Matty half laughed to himself, climbing in after me. He cupped my cheek, stroking slightly with his thumb. "That and they look amazing when you're giving head." "Stop!" I laughed, batting him away. He pulled me in closer however, close enough so that my head was forced to rest on his chest and I could hear the steady beat of his heart. "It's true. Nothing like these old boring brown eyes of mine." "Boring? Nothing about you is boring." I whispered, tracing the lines of his chest tattoo. "How so?" -------- Avery Collins, an 18 year old university student, has her world turned upside down by the arrival of a boy with messy hair, chocolate eyes and a past full of dark secrets. Juggling a social life, her insane room mates, uni studies and work, will she be able to cope with this boy and the realisation that maybe, just maybe, he was more dangerous than he looked? [ONGOING BOOK] Proud to be part of the Wattpad Futures Programme. ---PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT--- Cover by @PGthequeen

#7 in Matty Healy and The 1975. about a cynical boy who makes inappropriate comments at the worst of times, and a girl who wishes he kept his mouth shut but doesn't mind when he wraps his arm around her shoulders each morning. © alienharrry 2016