// you // (matt healy fanfiction)

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Charlotte has just moved hundreds of miles across the country for a new start in uni with her best friend. All seems to be simple until Matty stumbles into her life, just as she's sworn off love. Shit.All Rights Reserved

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"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

isolation [matty healy] by aquariussunrise

carrie had no way of knowing how much her life was about to change. she was a writer; a bit of a shut-in who had a hard time trusting anyone but amanda, her best friend and roommate. the new year came- who would've expected a worldwide pandemic? and who would expect to find Matty Healy as their neighbor? stuck at home in isolation, carrie is living through all kinds of unexpected things. but she's finding out... unexpected things can be good, too.

Taylor Swift is one of the biggest pop stars of her generation. She is performing her international tour, the Eras Tour, with a broken heart. She never could have believed that her relationship with Joe Alwyn would end. And now that the goddess of timing has made it right for her and Matty Healy, the man she thought was the love of her life, he doesn't want her anymore. Will she be strong enough to get through this while performing every week in front of 10,000 people for three and a half hours? Will the sky hear her and change the prophecy? This story contains smut and may include trigger warnings (which will be announced at the beginning of each chapter). This is a Taylor Swift fanfiction. I have been inspired by real events in her life and some of her songs, but the story is entirely fictional. English is not my first language, and this is my first fanfic, so please be kind. I would love to hear your comments and advice about the story.

𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙮 "i loved him, but he loved the drugs more." the rushed story of a boy struggling with a drug addiction and a girl who was patient with him.

Within Arms Reach |The Unbroken Series : Book One| by _xoxoSCW_

Chay thought telling her best friend that she was moving across the state would be the end of her world, but it turns out that is was only the beginning.

Intersect. [MH] (Editing in Process) by trumanlack

A Matty Healy fanfiction. CW; Drug use/abuse, mention of emotional abuse/breakdowns, sexual content, foul language. ** "Your thing is doors, yeah?" "I'm Matty by the way." "I'm Archer, what's your thing, Matty?" "Cocaine."

Somebody Else / MATTY HEALY STORY by jagz11

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.

Lauren get's the future that Matty had always wanted and what she had only ever dreamed off. Before they even have a chance to make it together, Lauren moves to LA to sign a record deal, living with friends, slipping into old habits but leaving Matty back home. Neither Lauren or Matty get the future they planned for but they have eachother which appears at first as a curse but is definitely a blessing.

takes a bit more • matthew healy by drunkdrea

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.

Eyes Bright, Uptight {EDITING} by trumanoodle

A Matty/George Love Triangle. Claire reunites with childhood friend George when she opts to study abroad in England, and their friendship seems to progress into something more. But when she meets his best friend and band mate Matty, she is immediately smitten with him. WARNING: lots of sex, drugs, and references to Matty Healy's majestic hair lie ahead.

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

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