It's always been them two, and everybody knew it. The adventures of Sophia Davis & Matty Healy.

The story of a seventeen year old girl named Juliet forced into motherhood at the age of fifteen when her mum couldn't bear the weight of her own mind, a six year old sister who loved dinosaurs more than people and a guy named Matty who liked Juliet more than he liked cocaine.

Drugs were his way of dealing with everything. School was hers. But when they meet will she become his new addiction? Or will they unknowingly tear each other apart? "They burned like a wildfire, consumed in flames. But in the end, they were nothing but ashes."

@Truman_Black: hi, who's your favorite musician? 1:02 a.m. @opheliagrey91: I'm sorry, who are you? 1:23 a.m. // a story in which a musician and a dancer converse over twitter. matty healy fanfiction, I do not own the 1975, matty healy (sadly) or camila cabello (sadly).

Matty and Eloise were ships in the night, passing closely but never quite finding each other. That is, until now. "There was a pause in the conversation. I wasn't sure what to say. So I simply didn't say anything. Instead, I stared down at my hands and picked at my chipped red nail polish. When I looked up, Matty wasn't engrossed in his coffee or back asleep like I'd expected. His deep brown eyes were trained on me."

Violet and her new furry companion progress back into a normal life. Trying to remember what it's like to live and function normally after a three year induced coma, Matty is a new remembered friend to her. But the more she remembers her past life is he really just a friend?

"It's about time I stitch up the old wounds and move on. I will get some new wounds along the way and eventually, when the time is right, I will stitch those up as well and I will have to move on. We all have stitches. We all have a past. We've had something or someone that has hurt us. And when that pain is to unbearable and you can't stitch it up by yourself, you'll always find that one person who isn't afraid to get their hands a little dirty in order to help someone they love. I found that someone. He caused some wounds but he also stitched them back up. And his love. Oh, his love was the stitches"

when a girl, with social anxiety, falls for a boy, with to much confidence, she will discover the many secrets that he holds and will have to face not only her demons, but also his. [lower case intended]

// if you could only hear what I said, you'd see I'm not scared anymore. //

"Can we be alone?" He says. And, of course, that's all I want.