𝐍𝐎𝐍-𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐒

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Parts 40
Time 5h 39m

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«Tenderness is forbidden with you. Sometimes I feel like your only desire is to be shattered»



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So far, it's alright. by prettywhenuoucry

You're in New York, loud, hungry, impossible New York, where everything's moving too fast and nothing ever really lands. Your best friend drags you out to some half-legal speakeasy, a hidden gem from people in the industry, swears it'll change your life like he always does, and maybe you let him. Maybe because it's easier than sitting at home with your own silence. You don't go looking for Matty Healy. You just find him, or maybe he finds you. Cigarette between his teeth, knuckles tattooed and jaw shadowed, half-drunk on something expensive and godlike without even trying. He's all sharp lines and soft ruin, the kind of man who speaks in riddles and sings like he's bleeding. You're a photographer...freelance, half-known, half-hungry..and you've made a career out of capturing chaos, but nothing prepares you for him. You shouldn't want him, you know that. But want doesn't ask permission. And once you fall in, it's like being dragged under by a current you didn't know was there. This isn't just a love story. It's about the wreckage you carry and the parts of you that music drags back to life. It's about grief that doesn't knock, about needing too much and trying to want less. You lose yourself in his world, in the green rooms and red lights, the 3 a.m. truths, the hangover confessions. The fame, the heat, the damage. And him, always him, in the eye of it all. It's not tidy, nor clean. It's real. Once it starts, there's no going back. So far, it's alright.

//You// A Matty Healy and George Daniel Fanfic by hesgotafunnyface

Alice meets Matty and George from the 1975. They start off as sexual partners but end up more after enduring the harsh life of touring. Alice has fallen for both Matty and George but who will she end up choosing? This arrangement changes their lives and friendships will be tested. Will Alice tear them apart or will they tear each other apart? WARNING: Heavy sexual content especially in the beginning chapters.

matty healy, falling in love over night by the1975stories

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐭 | Matty Healy by sovereignofnyc

"I love you, Matthew Timothy Healy of Manchester. I will never stop loving you." Nothing could have prepared her for what followed. "It was a pleasure to love you, Chenel Elizabeth Hart of New York. Thank you for loving me." --- #2 in the1975fanfic (1/13/22) #2 in matthewhealy (1/14/22)

I never intended to fall so deep. For so long. I never intended for any of this to last for as long as it did. I never intended to hurt anyone. No one other than myself of course. Follow up to 'l o s t'

"Can we be alone?" He says. And, of course, that's all I want.

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.

Ever since I met him, he had become my whole life. I had no purpose before him. Now my purpose was him. And I hated that I loved it. I hated that he didn't feel the same. Or did he? WARNINGS: drugs, strong language, adult content

That 000000 & ffffff || Matty Healy by secularsaviour

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So far, it's alright.

You're in New York, loud, hungry, impossible New York, where everything's moving too fast and nothing ever really lands. Your best friend drags you out to some half-legal speakeasy, a hidden gem from people in the industry, swears it'll change your life like he always does, and maybe you let him. Maybe because it's easier than sitting at home with your own silence. You don't go looking for Matty Healy. You just find him, or maybe he finds you. Cigarette between his teeth, knuckles tattooed and jaw shadowed, half-drunk on something expensive and godlike without even trying. He's all sharp lines and soft ruin, the kind of man who speaks in riddles and sings like he's bleeding. You're a photographer...freelance, half-known, half-hungry..and you've made a career out of capturing chaos, but nothing prepares you for him. You shouldn't want him, you know that. But want doesn't ask permission. And once you fall in, it's like being dragged under by a current you didn't know was there. This isn't just a love story. It's about the wreckage you carry and the parts of you that music drags back to life. It's about grief that doesn't knock, about needing too much and trying to want less. You lose yourself in his world, in the green rooms and red lights, the 3 a.m. truths, the hangover confessions. The fame, the heat, the damage. And him, always him, in the eye of it all. It's not tidy, nor clean. It's real. Once it starts, there's no going back. So far, it's alright.

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