Matthewhealy Stories

"I think I'm falling, falling for you"

Maddy Wellington is an independent 18 year old girl living in Manchester with high hopes for her future. She adores The 1975, but what happens when she goes to one of their shows and has a close encounter with Matty Healy? Will they get along?

"Babe, you look so cool" ~ I'll update whenever I can ~ Drug use///Sex///Possibly triggering subjects

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."

It was August and the blistering heat pounded our backs. It was August so we looked for refuge in the nightclubs where we still sweated but this time with dance rather with the heat. It was August when my life changed. It was August when I met him. A fanfic about Matty Healy from The 1975. This will be updated every Friday. Thanks so much for reading.

This story is supposed to be a fan fiction of an oc ft. 1975s Singer Matty Healy, yet it includes many scenes from my own life, so I wasn't sure if I should start uploading this story. Also, it's my first fanfic ever - if you have any advice, please let me know. ❤️ And now, have fun reading :)

'It wasn't his intention to flirt with anyone today. But you seemed to have been sent by the universe for him to rile up a little.' ~*~*~*~ Matty boards a train at Manchester Piccadilly, expecting the journey to bore him to tears. Two hours and one sparkling conversation later, by the time he reaches London Euston he's formed a thoroughly unexpected connection. For you the opportunity of a lifetime arrises, and it would be idiotic to pass up. As more time is spent together, your connection becomes stronger and it has the possibility to become the greatest love either of you will ever know. ~*~*~*~*~*~

It all started in the summer of 1975.

a very short story based on The 1975's song with the same title

Matthew Healy was a troubled man.. He never wanted anything to do with love or happiness in general, until one day when he met Jaylene Tanner.

sah dude includes a lil' bit of smut or somethin' like dat

"I was given a book , and the first few pages were basically someone's diary, and the date was marked 'The 1975' and it meant something."

❝ I never meant to fall for you but I was buried underneath and all that I could see was white, my salvation. ❞ ❝ I know you're looking for salvation in the secular age, but girl, I'm not your savior. ❞ - we need to cry, and if we do i know that would be alright. {Bastille || The 1975} {same characters as in 'Weight of Living - The Galaxy Cat Sweater' -- almost} clara lott © Copyright 2014

A pilot scene for my up-and-coming The 1975 fanfic to be posted on September. Sorry, still going through the research period (geography, culture, slang and The 1975 history) to make this as realistic as possible. Tell me guys what you think of it and follow me if you like what you see!

an hypothetical letter written by Matty to his mother, Denise, about the song "she lays down" and her postnatal depression. ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE IF YOU FIND ANY MISTAKES PLEASE LET ME KNOW.

Matty has an alcohol addiction. George is a kleptomaniac. They meet in the holding cells in county jail where they confess their life problems.

Now it's my time to depart and I just had A Change Of Heart.

After finishing her degree away from Home, Blair has returned to a new job opportunity in London. Working as a graphic designer is difficult, especially when you have finicky clients. And especially when one of those clients is an old friend.

siento como si estoy esperando algo que jamás va a suceder

Matthew Healy and Marina Nicoles. Two lovers. Both madly in love with each other, none brave enough to admit. They've been through so much together, though. But Matthew is getting married to Marina's friend, Helen. Marina is slowly dying, but she knows she is poison in Matthew's blood so she makes a choice, a choice which both will regret greatly.