The year is 1975. Young, promiscuous and tenacious Jane comes home from her three-month stay at a mental institution to a home where she is not understood and to friends she does not have. When she meets her intriguing, handsome, and very married neighbor George, an intense relationship and infatuation occurs between the two.

Who am I? Do I even know, or have I been wearing this mask of somebody else for so long that I am a mystery now to myself? I've always seeked refuge in the familiarity of my self-destructive lifestyle, telling myself that I wasn't deserving of anything greater than the shit-show my very existence had become. That is, until I, quite literally, ran into the messy haired boy that lives across the hall. Rated mature for language, sexual references, and reference to drug use.

"what do you find so exhilarating about me, matty?" daisy asked, wrapping a section of my curly hair around her nimble fingers. she was currently situated on my lap, straddling me, while I sat on the small rocking chair. she slowly rocked us back and forth, moving her hips while doing so. the lump in my pants was distracting, but she seemed to not notice, most likely due to her innocence. i could have replied with a million other words that circled my mind, but instead I muttered the fragment, "your youthfulness." matthew healy, now at the age of twenty-four moves back in to his family home next door to the tanner's. the healy's had been life-long friends with their next door neighbors, so when the young girl from matty's past clouds his mind once more, the earth seems to turn in slow motion. *WARNING! AGE GAP, SEXUAL SCENES, AND DRUG/ALCOHOL USAGE*

What happens when two smol boys obtain large amounts of peanut butter? Read to find out. #sexy #boi

"i'm not 18 yet," i said, despite my hormonal urges. "it's only illegal if we get caught," matty smirked at me. i didn't realize all of the trouble i would be getting into. *lowercase intended * - ** in progress of editing and adding to it ** { age gap, mental heath, drug use, & smut. }

(Quote;) "He's more feminine than he is masculine George" "I like it, it's cute, he's cute" (Quote;) "Do you not think I don't hear what people say about me? I can't help being who I am, yes i paint my nails, yes i wear eyeshadow sometimes and yes I'd rather wear girly kind of clothes than what you all wear, trust me I hear the things that's said about me and I can't help being fem, it's who I am" Matty Healy, a teenage boy who loves to express who he is, long curly hair and a feminine look that he loves. Matty pretends he doesn't hear what people say about him but he hates it more than people think, why cant he be who he is without people judging him? When George Daniel suddenly shows up in his life, Matty feels a lot safer, but is everything going to be alright?

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 although he finds himself fascinated with a certain stripper at a club he frequents more than he probably should, it's just a passing crush-nothing more. And it doesn't matter if he spends most of his time with Matty instead of his boyfriend, because they're just friends. He's only doing so because Kyle is out practically every night with fuck knows who, so George is entitled to share his evenings with someone else, it's strictly platonic after all...mostly. ~~~ Stripper AU Wattpad exclusive Completed

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.

"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