Caitlinsheedy

I've unpublished all of my fanfictions. I've decided that I don't want to be know for this kind of thing, they'll be posted elsewhere under an anonymous name. I'll keep you updated. 

Caitlinsheedy

"My room was nice enough, I guess. Messy. Timber floors, dull cream walls, no bed frame. I wasn't home enough to bother. So instead I opted for a mattress in the middle of the floor." - My description of Matty's bedroom in Bright Lights.
          Everyone please go look at the poster that was just released for Ugh! and then tell me I'm not insane. Please.

Caitlinsheedy

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IF YOU LIKE THE 1975 YOU SHOULD GO READ MY NEW FIC!
          
          B R I G H T  L I G H T S // Matty Healy
          
          "Chels, we used to date!" He was gripping my arm harder than I'd expected from the scrawny but gorgeous man, looking at me with such intensity it made something in the pit of my stomach squirm.
          
          His statement took me back, and I stopped fighting, "We did?"
          
          "Well, I wouldn't call it dating exactly... We mostly just fucked. Remember? I was in eighth, you were in ninth... George walked in on us one time and screamed... And then I walked in on you kissing George and I screamed..."
          
          Realisation set in. "Matthew fucking Healy. Puberty did well for you, kid." Now that I knew who he was, it seemed so obvious. The same eyes (though slightly less desperate), same crooked teeth and shaggy hair.
          
          "Oh I know."