Hired for Healy
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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.
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Dear Renewed Images, I am writing out to you over an urgent matter of one of my oldest clients and friends. I sincerely hope you hear my heart, as I am writing this from a hospital waiting room. My hurting friend, Matty Healy, is in dire need of PR help to renew his public image and give him a hand up through a clean slate. My assistant informs me that you are the best PR agency in London and have serviced many celebrities to get back on track with their lives. I am truly hoping for any and all help that you may perceive to help the situation. I am happy to discuss any of the finances personally as this is more of a personal matter rather than strictly business. Please see the attached article and podcast below to get an idea of how in depth this case may be for your agency. Thank You Dearly, Jamie OborneComplete
𝐞𝐮𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚
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.Complete
i think i love you • matthew healy
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Lover I Don't Have To Love
Los Angeles, 2013. The 1975 are on the edge of fame, and Matty Healy is unraveling as quickly as he's rising. In a sweat-soaked dive bar, he meets an aspiring actress with fire in her eyes and loneliness in her bones. Their connection is instant - cigarettes, bruised laughter, late-night confessions - but it isn't love. What begins as hunger and escape spirals into a ritual of destruction: hotel rooms, empty bottles, whispered promises, and the needle that binds them tighter than desire ever could. This is not a happy love story. It's a fever dream - two souls chasing oblivion, desperate to feel everything and nothing all at once.
matty healy fanfic
When Charlie the typical awkward 18 year old good girl who doesn't drink/smoke or do any form of drugs starts talking to matty the typical non awkward 24 year old bad boy who does most certainly drink/smoke and do drugs and just so happens to be the lead singer of a cool band, surprisingly sparks fly.Complete
𝐀𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐚. ⁽⁽⁽ᵐᵃᵗᵗʸ ʰᵉᵃˡʸ⁾⁾⁾
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.Complete
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you look so cool. (matty healy)
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.Complete
Dear Renewed Images, I am writing out to you over an urgent matter of one of my oldest clients and friends. I sincerely hope you hear my heart, as I am writing this from a hospital waiting room. My hurting friend, Matty Healy, is in dire need of PR help to renew his public image and give him a hand up through a clean slate. My assistant informs me that you are the best PR agency in London and have serviced many celebrities to get back on track with their lives. I am truly hoping for any and all help that you may perceive to help the situation. I am happy to discuss any of the finances personally as this is more of a personal matter rather than strictly business. Please see the attached article and podcast below to get an idea of how in depth this case may be for your agency. Thank You Dearly, Jamie Oborne
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