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One More Time

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Time 1h 26m

alternative bands fanfiction heartbreak indie inspire love matthewhealy matty mattyhealy music romance the1975

A SEQUEL TO PROJECT 1975                   




He was trouble with legs. 

He was trouble with talent.

He was trouble that can sing. 

He is Matthew Healy..

But he lay in the hospital bed with a neck brace and his right leg in a cast, after an accident . His nurse had no idea who he was, but as time went by she came to know more about the obnoxious rockstar and swore she'd change him. 

He's a bit stubborn and may need a spanking here and there. But let's find out how things will go.
Will he change for good, or no?All Rights Reserved

alternative bands fanfiction heartbreak indie inspire love matthewhealy matty mattyhealy music romance the1975

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you look so cool. (matty healy) by goroundandroundrry

Fuck. That grey puff of smoke follows him everywhere. The scent of cigarettes sticks everywhere, and it always reminds me of him. But it's not him. I haven't seen him in six years, but a simple puff of smoke on the London streets takes me back to that gas station all those years ago. Ski Masks. Cigarettes. Me. Matty. It all feels like yesterday. Until it all fell apart. I remember the last thing he said to me, "you look so cool". This was before his band got big. Before I went back to school and established my own career, making a name for myself. I smell it before I see him. It's been six damn years and here he is, standing in my doorway that damn cigarette hanging off his lip. Matty fucking Healy.

Unrequited love by neurosed

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Noise (matty healy x oc) by cosmicxxruins

Matty Healy is a cynical boy who happens to find solace in chaos. On stage, he's magnetic - a storm of charm and self-destruction - but off stage, he's restless, searching for something real in a world that feels increasingly artificial. He's used to fleeting connections and the safety of keeping people at arm's length... until he meets her. Eloise Foster is an anxious girl in a new country, still learning how to breathe without the weight of her past pressing down on her chest. Moving away was supposed to help her start over - a chance to rebuild quietly, unnoticed. But when her path collides with Matty's, she's pulled into his unpredictable orbit, finding both comfort and danger in the way he sees her. Two people running from themselves - one hiding behind noise, the other behind silence - somehow end up finding a strange kind of peace in each other. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Set in early 2017

Project 1975 by maria-martian

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Somebody Else - Matty Healy by tootimereads

Amidst The 1975's - At their Very Best tour, a magnetic connection stirs between Isla Callaghan, a talented Irish photographer, and Matty Healy, the band's charismatic lead singer. As their bond deepens, the tale unfolds with a tantalizing undercurrent of longing, trust, and the delicate dance of unspoken desires.

infatuation // m.h by subsectionss

"Please don't go." "I'm sorry." "I hate you." "Can we go somewhere?" "I forgive you." "Do you actually love me?" "I don't want to be here anymore." "I fucking love you." "I'm sorry." "Please stay." These were things said often between the two. They were so enthralled in each other. They couldn't get enough. Skin to skin wasn't close enough. Kissing constantly. Driving with hands gripping thighs. Hands tangled in hair. Nails clawing backs. Eyelashes brushing cheeks. Heads resting on chests. They wanted nothing more than to crawl into each other, and never come out. Say goodbye to the rest of the world and crawl away into their own. They loved each other so much that hand holding and neck kissing wasn't enough. Sex wasn't nearly as close as they'd like to be. They wrapped limbs through limbs and never wanted to let go. They couldn't stop. But minutes feel like hours spent apart. They spent hours in each other's arms. Listening to music, driving, singing, loving, living. They couldn't bare time apart. She was obsessed with him and he was in love with her. They romanticised each other. They wrote poetry and songs and lyrics and melodies about each other. He was hers and she was his. They belonged to each other. They smoked together and drank together and they couldn't stop. Maybe it was unhealthy. Maybe it was wrong. Maybe it was toxic, doomed to end badly. Maybe it'd kill them. (Maybe the drugs would.) Maybe they were being dangerous. Maybe this would be the death of them. But they didn't care. *smut warning in quite a few chapters lmaoo* published 2015

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rhiannon stumbles upon matty at a train station one night in london. she's too clueless and he's too problematic. and for some reason they think they're the perfect match.

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Wary of the decadence and skewed morals that her burgeoning music career might impose upon her, Joanna feels out of place at the rite-of-passage Notting Hill party her new manager has invited her to, until she encounters Matty - practically an old hand in the business, but sweetly untouched by their strange surroundings. The instincts and values Joanna used to cling to don't guide her now as well as they used to, and as the venues get bigger and the radio plays rack up, it becomes increasingly difficult to know what her friendship with Matty is really about. 'My ability to stay awake was waning, and I could feel myself dropping off, the darkness and warmth enveloping me. But somewhere in that liminal space, between consciousness and a blank stupor, I vaguely registered a hand finding mine across the sheets, fingers interlinking and holding it there, in the space between our faces.' (((* = mature content))) COMPLETED 19/11/20.

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Fuck. That grey puff of smoke follows him everywhere. The scent of cigarettes sticks everywhere, and it always reminds me of him. But it's not him. I haven't seen him in six years, but a simple puff of smoke on the London streets takes me back to that gas station all those years ago. Ski Masks. Cigarettes. Me. Matty. It all feels like yesterday. Until it all fell apart. I remember the last thing he said to me, "you look so cool". This was before his band got big. Before I went back to school and established my own career, making a name for myself. I smell it before I see him. It's been six damn years and here he is, standing in my doorway that damn cigarette hanging off his lip. Matty fucking Healy.