Matthewhealy Stories

"You're irritating. I hate you, Matty Healy." "Really? I'm pretty sure that's not what you were screaming last night." ----------- thank you for reading. xo - adrianna

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?

It's always been them two. And it's always been that bit more than they'd like to admit.... But with things getting in the way... as they grow up and take different paths... How will things turn out and what will they be??

Trigger warnings: Drug use, sex, alcohol, death, mentions of violence, mentions of suicide "Dying is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well." Florence Moreno is merely twenty two, teetering on the tightrope of drug addiction and existentialism. Money was scarce as a dependent law student entering the first year of a masters degree, an illegal side job shouldn't cause too much grief, especially when one of the regulars becomes keen on her. This customer has a certain allure she cannot extricate herself from; he's on the brink of breaking into the music industry with his band, The 1975. The more she surrounds herself with Matthew Healy, the more she believes she has found her new obsession.

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]

Read and find 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

A short story about a girl who falls hopelessly in love with her classmate.

"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"

you find yourself drunk at a party, a party at your best friends house, who knew it would end up with your discovering your feelings for him? read to find out more 👀💓

A short story about Rose and Matthew dealing with his addiction to heroin which was the cause of his mother's suicide 3 years ago. How will matthew deal with the confrontation from Rose? (Might write more)

...and think you're in love with that girl

••• "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.

"Matty?" "George" His voice came out shaky and slurred, his breathing becoming heavier by the second. "Are you alright?" George gripped his phone. "No," Matty said, "I'm not alright. George, I did something really bad."

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.

Sadie was ready to leave the US behind for a 8 week study abroad program, but once she meets Matty, her whole world is changed. Is school even important any more? Would she give it all up to follow him around the world in the name of love?

A book dedicated to all things The 1975.

The good books says we must suppress The good books says we must confess But who cares what the good books says Cause now she's taking off her dress ---------------------------------------------------------- Matty doesn't talk. He doesn't look at anyone, even. Except Gemma. George talked. He looked at people, too. He was beautiful and glowing and everyone liked him, even the teachers. The dark purple bruise-like shadows under Matty's eyes told a story. His pale skin was always littered in bruises, his small, brittle frame always slumped. The brown and golden strands of hair on George's head shone in the sun like his smile. His tall frame towered over everyone, and his hands were large and veiny and held only the prettiest and softest of girls' hands. George loved breathing. He couldn't ask for anything else, for this is what kept him alive, and he enjoyed his life. Matty hated breathing. He wanted to stop breathing. ---------------------------------------------------------- A Catholic school AU in which Matthew Healy and George Daniel fall helplessly in love.