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Somebody Else / MATTY HEALY STORY

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Reads 5,225
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Parts 29
Time 1h 58m

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Aaisha Hope a naive shy 20 year old English Language student is forced to go with her bestie to a The 1975 concert because she had won tickets to see them. Little did she know that meeting the arrogant bad ass lead singer  Matty Healy would change her whole life forever. He seems to know more about her  than she knows herself. She's afraid... so afraid of everything he stands for. But only he knows he can free her from her cocooned life that's she's been living.All Rights Reserved

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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

She said the air is so clean. (Matty Healy fanfic) by that_ome_writer

Juliette meets a boy. He saves her from herself, but hes also toxic for her. Between her friends disapproval and her own self doubt she slowly begins to realize somethings are better kept to herself. But love clouds her judgement and she makes bad choices. (This description sounds so cliche. Just read it and you'll figure it out maybe. Okay byee)

Antichrist - BOOK 1 (Matty Healy + George Daniel) by drunkmatty

Matty Healy, often confused for being a girl. His long curly hair and his feminine clothing choice has landed him the title of being a trannie. But he disagrees, he's just a confused teenager with girly look which couldn't hurt, right? George Daniel on the other hand was the opposite, tall, muscular, and the opposite of what Matty is. He could be angry for no reason and the feeling would last for days, destructive was an understatement if you ask me. Maybe it was just the drugs kicking in, or the hormones. Probably both. But the moment George laid eyes on Matty, the anger disappeared. {AN: this is going to be filled with homophobic slurs and such. Drug use, swearing, sex, violence, and probably a lot more other things.}

17 [Matty Healy] by givemetherapyx

Summer camp is every seventeen year olds worst nightmare, and that nightmare has just become Vera Blake's reality. Givemetherapyx © 2014

Hired for Healy by multifandomwritingss

Anyways, back to the plan. It wasn't a plan, it was a death sentence. He was my death sentence. I'm sure you've heard of the band The 1975. Matty has a bad rep, how could you not when you smoke weed and drink alcohol all the damn time. So apparently I have his mistakes from bar fights and drug abuse, but if it helps our band then I'll do whatever it takes. Even if it means I have to fake a relationship with Matty Healy.

Water // Matty Healy ♣ The 1975 by biglosergal

Elizabeth was wading through pretty rocky waters, and so was Matty. “In tragedy and despair, when an endless night seems to have fallen, hope can be found in the realization that the companion of night is not another night, that the companion of night is day, that darkness always gives way to light, and that death rules only half of creation, life the other half.” ― Dean Koontz, Lightning. If there’s one thing that Elizabeth Frost knows, it’s that life is hard. With a mum who walked out on her at the age of seven, making way for a fairy-tale like, cruel step-mum and a father that did nothing to ease her pain, Elizabeth was thrown into a deep, dark void of loneliness. Now at sixteen, Elizabeth lives in a state of hopelessness. And then one day, without any warning, she is forced to leave, with only a one-way ticket to London as a parting gift. This broken shell of a girl has no clue what to do, and she feels completely alone; no light shines in her dark life. But what she is about to find out, is that everything has a companion, strong to weak, brave to scared and even dark to light, and Elizabeth might just have found her ‘light’ in the form of a brown haired, hazel eyed boy named Matty. Apart they are nothing, but together they begin to learn that they are strong enough to hold their heads up high, brave enough to conquer the world and eventually they learn to love as much as two unloved creatures could; unequivocally, passionately and recklessly.

//For Crying Out Loud...// Matty Healy story!! (Completed) •IN EDITING• by Emiiee

For almost four years, the only things Kay has known and had in life, is Matty. Drugs, alcohol and music. All four things were the only things Kay needed in life. She was a difficult individual. Troubled! No one ever understood her. No one ever had time for her. Until he came along,they were inseparable. Soo alike. She soon discovered, he was the only thing she really needed. He became her love, her life. Her savior! One night, they both made a wish. He was Kays wish. His wish came true. Heading off to be in one of the biggest bands around. The 1975. But to become a success, he had to let go of the failure - Kay. But Kay doesn't know how to let go. Or to stop being the failure no one wants. Four years later, when she does and cleans up her habits and her life. Its soon clear that Matty's the one who's the addict. And Kay's the drug. Can she forgive? Will she cave? Can she change? Will he stay?

Weight of Living || The Galaxy Cat Sweater {Bastille || Dan Smith || The 1975} by amberrun

gave up on editing idgaf *** Anna; depressed, anxious, socially awkward, bullied, talented, shy. Dan; Bastille's lead singer, awkward in general, insecure, talented, shy. Matt; The 1975's lead singer, drug addict, weird, talented, adorable, successful. Kyle; Bastille's keyboardist, cat lover, outgoing, talented, funny, owner of a moustache. One day Anna and Dan meet and they soon find out they were made for each other. But how will that work out? Will Dan's career and Anna's problems get in the way? What happens when Matt and Kyle get in their way, confusing their minds when it comes to love? Besides all these problems with love, they still have to handle another thing: Anna's career. Yes, that's everyone business. She's a seventeen year old that becomes a singer because of Dan; he helps her through everything, but does she really want that? What will be done about it? How will she handle fame, power, love and hate? *** PS: If you're here because of The 1975, Matt appears on the 12th chapter and the rest of the band appears on the 26th chapter. I'm sorry if you're disappointed by this. But from the 29th+ chapter they appear more often, and from the 34th to the 45th there's just them there really. *** PPS: This title 'The Galaxy Cat Sweater' was because of the plot, but it was kind of left out in the middle of the story, so it really doesn't matter anymore. Just try to ignore it. (I won't change the name because people already know it as the 'weight of living - the galaxy cat sweater' fanfic so yeah)

slip away // matty healy *editing* by grungebunch

•based on the song 'girls' by the 1975• lead singer of the band; the 1975, matty healy falls in love with ella, a girl with many secrets, secrets that will eventually tear apart not only friendships, but also the band.

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infatuation // m.h

"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