Matthealy Stories

Sneaking around was not my best idea but loving him would.

" It's just you and I tonight why don't you figure my heart out"

"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

"If you're in love with somebody or if you want to be with somebody you'll make the effort."

"Mr.Rutherford is ready to see you." Oh my god, so "Fifty Shades." Warning: Mature parts

a/n: started out as fluffy one-shot, grew into a love triangle taking place at a party. brains are weird. Maggie Allen has been dating Harry Styles for four years. They live together happily, dealing with the fame and money as best they can. Maggie and Harry love each other, reciting words of love from old movies.Tonight, it's Harry's birthday. A small event that nothing besides Harry's drunk antics should have produced. But Maggie meets a dark haired boy who smells like wine and cigarettes that she can't get out of her head. While Harry's drunk and hitting on blondes he'll forget, Maggie and Matty are losing themselves in sweet words and thoughts of 'what if'

"Why do you smoke that much?" "I just think it's impressive how this little roll of shit can kill me." Helena has lost her beloved little brother to cancer. She practically had everything before; amazing grades, loyal friends and popularity. But her rich, judging, rather famous parents tried to control her life. They still do. Now, her interest is death. It fascinates her. "It's not suicide. It's the beauty of accelerating the dying-process." - The quote she's founded herself, which she uses every time she lights a cigarette. About 10 times a day. Okay, yesterday it was 15... Ezra is the ultimate good-guy. He's studying psychology at his aunt's, who coincidentally is Helena's psychologist. Ezra is mesmerized by Helena. He wants to help her. But how do you help a girl who's locked herself away and thrown the key deep down the Mariana Trench? All the while she smokes constantly? "The day I stop smoking, my little brother will return from the dead."

a story of a girl addicted to him and how she coped when he left.

Just jumbled up words all typed up on a blank sheet filled with thoughts and hurricanes.

He didn't know why he spent every night there, or why he left every morning with a little more self hatred burning in his chest, or why his eyes closed contently with each red line on his wrist. All he knew was the wind was blowing too loud for anyone to hear him screaming at the world, and the black depths hiding under the cliff looked so peacefull and calm, endless darkness he could easily get lost in, just like the bottles he's thrown there when he tried to numb his mind, like stars in the night sky that were shining above his head, he wanted to dissapear into nothingness, go to sleep and never wake up, but there was still that part of him that wanted to see the sun rise one more time, that one little part that kept whispering about the dust that stars left after they fell, and he didn't want that. He didnt want to become nothing but a pile of dust, forgotten in the darkness that he was diving into, and that one little thought kept him standing on the edge of the cliff, looking into the sky as it slowly turned red with the sunrise, only to realize he tried twenty seven times already, and never succeeded, and he wanted to throw himself off the cliff just to prove himself that he can, but then he felt a touch on his shoulder and by death he didnt know the body radiating warmth right into his skin might be the only (and maybe the last) thing he needed.

Will this drunk, depressed and completely unloved man be helped by Summer Langley?

They had been the best of friends for so many years, so you could understand why it came as such a shock to Matty when he found himself developing feelings for George. He didn’t mean for it to happen, but somehow, it did. Matty and George fanfiction. If you don't like, don't read. Contains swearing and sexual references.

"I get that you don't like my type. But Ari...if there was one woman for me..it'll be you. I'll do anything."

One of those typical gone wrong love storys

Payson McCarthy's life was going all wrong. She thought it couldn't get any worse until she met Matt.

••• "Just remember, I'm not half as bad as what you've been told" ••• Emily has been catapulting through life since she was a child, facing ups and downs, never feeling quite steady. She lives on her own at a mere 18 years old, going to school and working two jobs to support herself. Her life consists of living only from one day to the next, just trying to stay afloat and find happiness. In a tale of chasing what is most important in life, through all the good and bad, past all the punches to the gut, Emily discovers two things: boxing and Matthew Healy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A story in which Matty shows up in a quiet town in Northern England, with a secret...an underground boxing ring.

"I love you Lily, don't you mind?" ♡♡Based on Me by The 1975, this is a fan fiction based on Matty Healy and the rest of The 1975, it's my first fanfic and I really hope you guys like it!!♡♡