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Chapter 4

Seasons

Matty Healy x f!reader

A/N: SURPRISE!! Idk what got into me today but i finally edited this!! I hope you like it...sorry for the delay :)♥

Warnings: ANGST, also fluffy feelings hehe, typos.

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LA, USA

After the chat with Y/n, Matty was even more restless. Something woke up that night, some kind of strange feeling. Anger? Happiness? He wasn’t sure even though it kept him awake for the rest of the nights after. Matty couldn’t put a name to the sensation driving him insane day by day. The knife in the middle of his chest kept him company during Christmas dinner watching Y/n actively enjoy the holidays with the boys and Matty’s parents.

His mind was constantly thinking about the night he met Y/n and the car ride. Why did he tell her those stupid things? Why? What’s the point? Did he make her uncomfortable? Yes, he noticed. He was so stupid.

The purpose of that night was to talk about the problem –even when he still didn't know if they had. No, he had to go and tell Y/n that a relationship with her would be amazing. Which he was convinced of, but still. First thing first, he had a girlfriend. Why suddenly it was so hard to remember that? Secondly, Y/n was his best friend. Those sayings and feelings belong in the past, when he was so in love with her. He got over those, right?

Matty felt exhausted. He only talked about this with himself. Who could he trust this? George? He loved G, although Matty couldn’t risk his friend telling Y/n about it. G had all of his trust, but his heart was deeply scared driving him to choose to keep the secret to himself only.

Matty couldn’t even think about the possibility of her knowing. The singer believed that Y/n would be so shocked and horrified. Then, who? Ross? Adam? Maybe. How do you bring a topic like this up without making a fool of yourself? Well, he was already one.

Matty returned to LA. Work demanded a lot of him: his strength, attention, and so much more. On top of that, he was in a relationship. Why was it so hard to remember that? Well, no, he didn’t forget. Only his full attention was elsewhere and Nadia wasn’t stupid. She noticed.

At first, she thought work was the cause, but her sixth sense told her something else was happening. Something else was troubling her boyfriend. Why did Matty go from being so thoughtful to be slightly distant and cold? Was she being clingy? They came from a pandemic, a lockdown, from living every single day and –almost– hour of the day together; to being kilometres apart. It was reasonable. Or she wanted to convince herself that it was normal. Especially when she was arriving in LA to visit him that week. That was going to help.

Matty tried his best to pass his free time with Nadia those days. He had to redeem her for his behaviour. He loved Nadia.

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January, Ireland.

For most people, the end of the holiday season was a bummer. Y/n agreed it was kind of sad, because it is a season full of colours and happiness, on the other hand starting a new year comes with a feeling of fresh start.

After the conversation with Matty, Y/n was adamant to keep moving forward and left the clouds full of dark feelings away, in the past year. Or she was really trying to. Sometimes, Matty was a pandora box for her, one she really wanted to understand and crack open. She couldn’t understand the boy, his motivation to say this or that. Maybe Y/n was overthinking and he was only joking. But what if…? She couldn’t stop herself from thinking about the “what if’s”. What if she let him kiss her that night?

Her belly flopped with the solo thought of it. What if she never accepted his offer to drink with the whole gang? What if…? What if he had feelings for her? No, that couldn’t be right. Apart from that night, Matty never gave her any sign to think otherwise. Or maybe she didn’t notice? No. She had to stop. She couldn’t think about him like that.

The “what if’s” had to stop. The distance will help, although Matty made her promise to not disappear again. And that was another challenge for Y/n because she succeeded when she was away from him without contact, but now would be different. Yeah, she agreed it wasn’t a good solution. It did work for a month but the moment Y/n saw Matty…everything collapsed. Didn’t matter, she must keep the promise to herself.

Not everything in her life was awful.

Y/n returned to the place that brought so much peace to her life right at the moment. Which was kind of funny because she got stressed from work a lot, but it also made her very happy. Y/n returned to Ireland after that hectic, torrid couple of weeks. As soon as she dropped her bag, Lily updated her about the party and the whole staff shenanigans, also about Tom. She even teased Y/n about him.

Y/n had to talk with Tom about the date, arrange the details.

A couple of days went by since she arrived and Y/n still didn’t say a word, neither did Tom. He was waiting. He didn’t want Y/n to think he was a creep or something. Y/n had other reasons.

At the same time, Tom was a wonderful human being, very handsome. Those blue eyes drove her crazy in the best way possible. She had to find a person she fancied, someone who wanted her as well. Well, Tom was definitely the boy. Not because she was that confident, just because he let her know and Lily kept saying that she believed it.

Thing is, she was still heartbroken. Y/n’s heart was broken. She was sure that Tom would never do something to hurt her on purpose, but the heart was never rational and when it got hurt it was difficult to make it trust again. So, yeah, Y/n had a dilemma between her hands. She needed a little time.

“What are you overthinking now?” a sleepy Lily entered the kitchen, where Y/n was making a cup of tea and scrolling through Instagram at the same thing.

“Good afternoon to you too.” Y/n joked.

“Yeah, yeah.” Lily waved her hand around, trying to shut up her friend. “Whatcha doin’?”

“Nothing really, Instagram.” Y/n informed her, refreshing the page.

“What a boring day. I hate Sundays.” Lily stated, sitting at the kitchen table.

“Yeah.” Y/n said without really paying attention.

“Could you make me a cup too? Please.” Lily said in a sweet voice. Y/n looked at her, letting her phone fall on the table.

“Yeah, of course.”

Lily took Y/n’s phone and refreshed the page once more. How boring the internet became with the pandemic, ha?

While Y/n finished pouring the drink, she heard Lily gasping a little too loud. Which startled Y/n.

“What?” she turned around.

“You don’t want to watch this.” Lily warned her.

“I do now.” Y/n tried to reach for her phone but Lily pushed it further away.

“Y/n! No.”

“Lilly-Rose!” Y/n said, giving her friend an angry look, warning her. “Give me my phone.”

“Fine but, for the record, I warned you.”

Y/n took the phone with her heart beating in her ears. When the pictures reached her eyes, all the blood on her head fell towards her feet. She took a seat beside Lily.

Matty uploaded a picture of Nadia, with a subtle but loving caption. It was the first picture he posted of her ever. The likes were blowing as well as the comments. She kept scrolling and a picture of Matty in the same place appeared. Yeah, she followed Nadia on Instagram. Y/n left the phone on the table slowly. Then, she looked up at Lily, who had been staring at her waiting for a reaction.

“What?”

“Y/n…”

“What?”

“I- You- “

“No, I don’t care.” Y/n tried to state firmly but her voice broke a little at the end..

“Y/n.” her friend insisted.

“Lily, stop, I don’t care. He is my friend. He has a girlfriend, a so pretty one…fuck me!”

“You’re prettier.” Lily told her, which made Y/n laugh.

“Thanks for cheerleading me, L. I feel fifteen all over again.” she tried to joke.

“Y/n, I mean it.”

“Thanks, but- It doesn’t matter. He wants her, he is with her. And I don’t want him… like that any more.” she started passing around the kitchen.

Silence took a place between them. Y/n was deep in her inner battle, and Lily was pitying her a little. Y/n was more than her PA by now, she was her friend and Lily could tell Y/n was hurt. Yes, she was making such a good job coping with such difficult feelings but in the end, she was wounded.

“I don’t care.” Y/n stated out of the blue, more for herself than for anyone else.

“Keep repeating that… maybe next week you’ll convince your head.”

Y/n huffed. “That doesn’t help.”

“It doesn’t help that you avoid what you’re feeling, Y/n.”

“I’m no- “

“Don’t lie. Y/n, I fucking know it hurts to see them…”

Lily let her hand fall on Y/ns’s back, caressing her with affection. “Yes, it does. Fuck!”

“It’ll pass.”

“I’m trying so fucking hard, I’m exhausted.”

“Then stop trying.”

“What?!” Y/n looked at her dead in the eyes.

“I’m saying, stop trying. Maybe you’re trying too hard, maybe you have to let the universe decide.” Lily stopped, expecting a reaction getting nothing, so she continued. “What I’m trying to say is…don’t cover your feelings, you’re hurt right now, fine, well no, you get it. And then keep living your life, you have a lot of work to do- “

“Thanks for reminding me.” they chuckled.

“You have work and let me also remind you…you have a perfect boy waiting for the tiniest signal to let him know that you want to start something” Lily stated.

“I’m scared.” Y/n admitted.

“I know babe.” Lily’s face softened.

“I don’t want to waste Tom’s time”

“Shut up, he’s a grown-up. If he decides that he doesn’t want to build something with you, then he has the choice to leave. Same as you.”

“And that’s the scariest part.”

“Agh! I fucking know, okay? Just let yourself live a little. He is not going to hurt you like Matty, I’m 100% sure.”

“We don’t know that.” Y/n stared at her phone, replaying the pictures of Nadia and him.

“We won’t know if you never try.”

“I don’t want to know if he is going to hurt me.”

“Y/n, could you stop worrying that much? You haven't had a single date. Oh god, you’re perfect for the industry…do you know?” Lily said.

“Shut up.”

“No, seriously. Give him the chance.”

“I- “

“Let me ask you a question, okay?”

“Yeah…”

“Forget about Matty and everything, just listen.” Lily told her, and Y/n obeyed. “Do you Y/n Y/L/N want to start something with Tom Blyth?” she asked. “No! No…don’t rush it!” Lily stopped Y/n when she saw her opening her mouth to speak. “Really think about it, and then give me the answer.”

Y/n took 2 minutes to do so. “This is stupid.” she shook her head.

“You’re stupid.” Lily teased her.

“Hey!”

“Well, the answer?”

“You know the answer!”

“Do I?”

“Yes.” Y/n answer barely out loud.

“Sorry, I didn’t hear you.”

“Yes!”

“Yes, what?” Lily grinded big.

“Yes, I want to go out with him.”

“Well, the question was to start a beautiful story of love and live forever happily, although… I think your answer is good.”

“You are an idiot.” Y/n laughed, moving closer to her friend, sharing a hug.

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Y/n was a morning kind of person. She liked to wake up before everybody. The world is quiet when you wake up early. The world around you, your world. She loved the feeling.

Even though she hated Monday mornings. They were hectic and chaotic. More if you have to get ready quickly to leave for the set, for work. This particular morning was different.

Y/n was excited and nervous too. She was excited to see Tom, and nervous because she was going to ask him about the date. She didn’t let herself worry if he was going to say yes or no or whatever. Y/n had to try. She had to move forward in her life. She owned it to herself.

By midday, Y/n was getting angrier and less nervous or. It was like the universe tried to say: wait a little bit, it’s not the moment. She was frustrated.

Lily and Y/n arrived at the set pretty early, they followed the schedule as planned. The girls bump into Tom at the makeup trailer where she had a moment with him alone, but someone called him. Y/n politely smiled and said nothing. Then, she tried between some breaks, but the rest of the cast were around so popping the question was almost impossible. She wanted to ask him so badly by midday.

After lunch, Y/n had a moment in Lily’s trailer to do some work. She knew moving papers and huffing between every two seconds was a very childish manner but the girl was frustrated. Y/n stood up, leaving all the paperwork aside ready to leave the trailer when the door opened. A worried Tom came inside through the open door. Y/n stopped in her tracks.

“This is the only way we’re going to be able to talk? In Lily’s trailer?” Tom asked nicely, teasing her, showing Y/n a warm smile.

“I was going to search for you right now.”

“Oh.” Tom said. His smile disappeared from his face. “Something happened?” he asked politely.

“Yes- No- I mean…” Y/n started. Tom waited for her to continue. “I’m sorry, I was trying to talk to you for most of the day and…”

“And something keeps getting in the way.”

“Exactly, did you notice, ha?” Y/n inquired, looking at him. Fuck, he is so handsome.

“Yeah, I- I first thought that you were angry at me…”

“What? No, no…it’s- no-”

“I know.”

“Can we start again? As if we just see each other today?” Y/n said laughing.

“Seriously?” Y/n nodded. “Okay, just let me- “ Tom got off the trailer, and seconds after he came back. “Hi, Y/n, how are you?” the actor tried as hard as he could keeping his laugh under control.

“Hi, Tom!” Y/n replied smiling. “I’m good, you?”

“Yeah, good! Now that I’m talking to you.” he said, making Y/n blushed.

“Oh, sweet.” she didn’t know what else to say. She had to ask him. “Tom?”

“Yeah?”

“Do you want to go on a date with me?” she simply said, and getting off a weight from her shoulders. “I mean, you asked me weeks ago, but- If you don’t it’s okay…”

“Yes!” he interrupted her. “Do you want to go today? I think we’re going to end pretty early so…”

“Yeah, that would be great!”

“Amazing! That’s all you were going to tell me? You’re not angry right? Just checking.” Tom asked.

“Yes, that was all. I’m not- I wasn’t angry at you, I was frustrated that we couldn’t talk.”

“Mm okay, glad we did. See you after the last scene?”

“Are we heading right after? I wanted to change clothes. I’m looking like a mess…”

“You always look beautiful, Y/n.” Tom admitted.

“You’re too kind.” Y/n replied shyly.

“Not really.” they chuckled. “I mean it though.”

“Okay.” Y/n nodded, blushing.

“Okay.”

“See you in a couple of hours.”

“See you.”

Tom left the trailer, leaving a very happy Y/n. A very content with herself Y/n. This was one more step in the right direction. She was excited.

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Lily was waiting for Y/n’s return from the date. They left at 5 pm and until that moment Y/n had been gone for 5, almost 6 hours. Which indicated the date was going perfectly? Yeah, she was sure of that. Y/n and Tom were meant to be, they would make a cute couple.

Lily almost jumped from the couch when she heard the front door unlocked. A delighted Y/n came into the living room.

“Hi.” Y/n said, breathlessly.

“Spill the tea, queen!”

“What are you doing awake? Don’t you have lines to memorise?”

“I already did. Now talk.” Lily bounced on her seat.

“What?” Y/n sat beside her friend.

“Y/n, drop it!” Lily warned her.

“Okay, okay. I’m sorry.” Y/n apologised. “What do you want to know?”

“Mm everything?!” Lily exclaimed. She laughed about Lily’s reaction.

“We went to a beautiful café downtown. We talked about everything and nothing, we thought that the place was amazing…I mean, they had books everywhere- “

“Please, don’t tell me you only read.” Lily pledged.

“Course not! As I was saying the place was amazing- “

“Yeah, yeah, don’t care about that. Did you kiss?” Lily inquired, Y/n blushed.

“We talked a lot, you know him. He’s so sweet and caring. We chat about everything you could think about…”

“Amazing, I’m so happy. Did you kiss?”

“Omg, Lily, didn’t you want to know about everything?”

“Yes, everything means…did you kiss?”

“We ended up leaving the café because Tom told me about this park really close by, and we went there. The talk continued forever while we stroll by- “ Y/n ignored Lily’s ask once more.

“You’re totally doing this on purpose.” Y/n’s friend folded her arms together in annoyance.

“We strolled by the park and when we realised the hour, Tom offered to walk me here. So, we did.” she made a little pause. “He left after we kissed.” Y/n smiled wide with the last part.

“What?!” Lily screamed, looking astonished at Y/n.

“Didn’t you want to know that?”

“Omg, is he a good kisser? How do you feel? THIS IS AMAZING!” Lily continued, excited, making Y/n smile even more.

“He is. I’m feeling on cloud nine” Y/n admitted. “I don’t remember when was the last time I felt like this.”

“This is so cute. See? I told you!”

“Shut up.”

“No, seriously. I want to be your maid of honour, okay?”

“And I’m the one that exaggerates?” Y/n teased her.

“I’m so happy for you, babe! You deserve someone like Tom.”

“I’m so happy too!”

“So, are you going to see him again?”

“He did ask me on another date, we planned to have a picnic at the park we went today…he said that it’s prettier with daylight.”

“Aww, cute. I love the idea.”

“Me too, I…I can’t believe this.” Y/n pushed herself back on the couch, hiding her face behind her hands.

“Believe it my friend! YOU DESERVE IT Y/N Y/L/N!!” Lily accentuated every word.

“I know.” y/n agreed. Finally feeling happy. .

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A month later…

After a couple of days, weeks really, with his friend, Adam could easily tell that Matty was stressed about something. The guitarist attached it to the mental requirement Matty was under with the album.

Adam reached a point where he subtly tried to convince Matty to rest so many times but the frontman was beating himself up working out almost constantly as long as working. When he wasn’t at the studio, he was at the gym the Airbnb had and when he wasn’t there he was writing new songs.

A bunch of nights, Adam found Matty at the kitchen table balancing his attention between his guitar, a very worn out notebook and a cup of wine or whiskey.

Adam wasn’t stupid, he could figure something was happening really. For the longest he attached it to the long months in lockdown, some kind of post trauma symptom. That hypothesis left his mind after only one week of keeping his attention closer to his friend.

They fought a bunch of times. George and Ross tried to interfere, but the boys explained that it was something between them, and only them. Adam started to think that maybe it was more about Tom vs Tom himself. Again, he was worried.

Weeks kept passing by and Adam got nothing out of Matty, which got him fed up with the situation. He didn’t want to push the singer too much, but Matty had to stop that behaviour. It wasn’t healthy.

“Fine, I’m going to work out for a little.” Matty said, seconds after they entered the rented house after a very long day at the studio. They were left alone when the guys decided to stay behind for a few more hours working on other projects.

“Matty.” Adam said in a warning tone.

“Do you have a problem with that?” Matty spat at him.

“Actually, yes, I have.” Adam stared at him with bored eyes.

“Oh, really?” Matty opened his posture, coming closer to where his friend stood closer to the front door.

“You know what I think. I know- “ Adam tried to maintain the calm, something difficult after weeks of the same shit.

“You know nothing.” Matty Interrupted his bandmate, in a bitter tone.

“Then, explain it to me, talk to me. Fuckin’ tell me what keeps you like this, mate!” Adam shouted, losing his cool a little.

Matty studied his red face after saying, “Fuck off, Adam.”

The singer turned around, heading to the gym. Adam followed him. “No, thank you. Matty- “

“Which part of fuck off, leave me alone… you don’t understand dickhead?”

“Matty, I don’t give a fuck about your swearing. I’m done with this childish behaviour. You can’t beat yourself just for work.” Adam tried to reason with his best friend, who scoffed at the comments. Matty started working out, hoping that Adam leaves him with his thoughts.

“You know nothing- “

“Give me one reason to let you continue with this-” Adam moved his hands in the air, trying to find a word to Matty’s behaviour. He couldn’t. “Well, whatever you’re dealing with.” he ended up placing his hands on both sides of his hips, which reminded him when their mothers scolded them.

“I- I’m- No, there’s nothing. Adam, please.” Matty tried to persuade him.

“Agh!” Adam covered his face in annoyance. “I know that working after a lot of time off triggers you, more so now with the pandemic which made our routine all different. Still, you can’t continue like this. I’ve been here for two or three weeks and it’s insane, you’re stressing yourself beyond any human toleration.” Adam passed around the gym, meanwhile Matty sat on the floor, watching him rant. “This is insane.”

“Have you finished?” Matty asked cockily.

“Yes, I think- Yeah.” Adam answered, gazing down at Matty.

“Thanks. Now you can leave.”

“What? Are you serious?” Adam almost screamed.

“Yes.”

“You’re a fucking child sometimes. Do I have to call Denise?”

“What? No, why?” Matty avoided his stunned gaze.

“You- Ah- I- Didn’t you listen to me?” Adam asked, almost speechless.

“Yes”

“Then?”

“I thank you. I don’t want to fight any more. Please, please, leave me the fuck alone.”

“Fine! You don’t leave me another option.” Adam turned around, going through the door. A little idea crept into his mind. “I’ll call Y/n- “

“No!” Matty ran quicker than ever before in his short life after his friend. “No, no!” he started to repeat, but Adam was gone.

Matty reached the living room just seconds after Adam took the phone out from his pocket.

“Oh, yes.” Adam said, unlocking it.

“Hann, no- stop…STOP!” Matty whined. The tone of his voice made the guitarist stop.

“What?” he asked, intrigued now.

“Don’t call Y/n. I- I’ll- “ Adam was surprised to watch Matty so desperately, trying to speak clearly, failing miserably.

“You will…?”

“No, fuck.”

“Fine, I’m calling her.” Adam continued, searching for Y/n’s contact.

“NO! Hann!” Matty started to scream “I’ll talk with you! Okay?! I promise!”

“Really? That's all I had to do? Threaten you to call Y/n?” Adam inquired.

“Yes- I mean, no- Could you put your phone aside?” the singer asked nicely, a request that Hann obeyed. “Fine, sit.” he obeyed again. “I’m dealing with something, well, not something. I don’t even know how to name it…” Matty started to walk around the couch in circles.

“Then what?” Adam shyly asked. He didn’t want to interrupt too much, in fear of Matty’s reaction.

“It’s not about work.”

“Then what?”

“Are you going to repeat that over and over again?”

“Well, no, if you say something that makes sense.”

“Fine. Where to start?” Matty set his sight far from Adam, thinking. “Do you know that Y/n was angry with me the last time I went home?”

“Mm no. She seemed pretty happy when I saw her.” Hann admitted.

“Well, she got angry. She didn’t really tell me why, I got angry at her because she started to ignore me. The next day we talk, but we don’t actually talk- “

Adam pushed forward, waiting for the worst scenario. “Wait, you don’t talk? Then what did you do?”

“No, not that! For God’s sake, mate!” Matty pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to gather his thoughts.

“Okay, go on.”

“Well, we talked and everything is fine…and not at the same time.” Matty ran his hands through his hair, anxiously.

“What do you mean?” Adam felt very lost.

“That’s what I don’t know…I said a bunch of stupid things, that I still believe and made me feel some- something…”

“What thing?”

“Feelings I thought were gone.”

“Like which ones?”

“You know which- “

“No, I don’t.”

“Hann.”

“Matty…”

“I had a crush on Y/n when we met her.”

“Only that night?” Hann’s voice was full of sarcasm.

“That’s it.” Matty exclaimed, turning around ready to leave.

Adam stood in the middle of Matty’s way. “No, no.” Adam tried to stop him. “I’m not, I just- Please, keep going, mate.”

Matty took a step back, “Okay, yes, I had a crush on her that night and after that…for a while. But- “

Adam waited patiently.

“But she is my best friend”

“And?”

“She is amazing”

“She is. And?”

“And?”

“And what is the problem with that?”

“She’s not the problem. She never was. I’m the problem. Fuck.” Matty expressed passing again. “The thing is- I have- I had those feelings, which I got over them. Although, now after that talk- “

“What did you say that night?”

“I told her I think that if something happened between us it would be…I think that it would be amazing.” Matty watched as Hann's face changed completely..

“Wait a minute, you said what? You have a girlfriend!”

“Do you think I forgot? Fuck this a mess, or am I overreacting?”

“This is a mess. Let me get this straight. You had feelings for her.” Adam waited for Matty’s nod to continue. “You got over those, or you thought that- “

“I got over those.”

“Aha…” Hann was suspicious that it was true.

Matty noticed the doubt in his friend’s voice. “Not helping!” he warned him.

“Fine. You got over those. You hooked up with every woman possible…” the guitarist remembered, making Matty scoff. “I’m not judging you, I’m just saying.” They laughed. “After that, you started something with Nadia. Everything seems fine till Y/n gets angry?”

“This sounds so stupid. Did I mature?”

“I mean…” Adam teased him.

“Okay, but no- Y/n’s my best friend. This is stupid, I’m stressed…”

“Mate, you are in love with Y/n since the first moment you watched her at the pub” Adam didn’t hesitate to say.

“What? No, I was- “

“You- “

“No, see? That’s why I didn’t want to talk to anyone. You don’t understand- “

“Do you understand what’s happening?” Hann crooked an eyebrow.

“Yes- No- But, I’m not.”

“You have to face it.”

“Fuck you, mate. I’m with Nadia.”

“That’s what made it a little more difficult.”

“You’re such a great advisor…” It was Matty’s time to be sarcastic. He knew it was wrong, he was taking his anger with Adam. He knew he had to talk and let the truth out, but it also meant risking his relationship with Y/n and Nadia as well. The solo thought made him feel sick.

“I am.”

“You’re not.”

“I get why you’re so troubled…you have to- “

“Don’t fucking tell me what to do!” Matty got defensive again.

“You can shout and swear all you want, but…the reality is one. Your feelings are for one only.”

“I don’t have feelings for Y/n, she is my best friend. I’m- I’m only scared that our relationship breaks or something, she sometimes distanced from me and I don’t want to lose what we have. And I neither want to lose Nadia, I love her- “

“Not in the way you love Y/n.” Adam remarked.

“No, she’s my girlfriend.”

“Your heart is elsewhere.”

“Why do you think you are right? You’re not by the way.” Matty started to walk away.

“Because I know I am…you just-“

“I know what I’m feeling!” he shouted without looking back.

“You said you don’t!”

“Well, I do now. Thank you, are you happy?” Matty dryly said.

“Not entirely, just a little.”

“I’m going to work out…as I wanted to do so.”

“Yes, go in peace, mate!” Adam chuckled, watching his friend behave worse than his own child. The frontman left without saying anything more.

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just-a-fangirl13 · 3 years

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MacGyver fanfic

So this is my attempt at a MacGyver fanfic based on the spoiler we got from the MacGyver writers about Mac and Riley getting unexpectedly linked in season 5. (No this does not have anything to do with handcuffs this is just something I would like to see play out.😂)

I know it's kinda long but I hope you like it anyways.

I WOULD RECOMMEND LISTENING TO ARMOUR BY LANDON AUSTIN in the background for added effect...(I am weird I know😂)

(P.S. please ignore any typos...)

spoilers for. season 1-4.

*this takes place a six months after Mac and Desi have broken up. Bozer and Mac are spending time with each other playing video games at Mac’s flat after a long mission. They hadnt got a call from Matty about a new one just yet. So they were making the most of it after ages.*

“So Mac when are you getting back to dating?” Bozer asked. He was happy that Mac was finally doing better emotionally but he was worried Mac was going to spend the rest of his life building carbon scrubbers and car engines out of blenders, alone. He knew Riley and Mac would be perfect together but saying anything upfront would just end with Mac closing up like a clam shell and not dealing with his feelings. He knew better than to try and get involved.

He did have a plan though. He was going to convince Mac to try out this new dating app called Link’d. It was basically like every other dating app only difference..? It narrowed matches down by people you might have crossed paths with and you also have no idea who your date is until you get to a restaurant the app picked for you. The app reduced any possibility of being stood up or judged because you had no idea what the other person looked like and so no one ever lied. Bozer had already told Riley to try it out but he wasn’t sure if she would.

Bozer had hoped that maybe Mac and Riley would see each other going on dates and the fear of losing the other might kick in and maybe, just maybe they would deal with their feelings.

“Bozer come on, I am not ready yet besides I thought we talked about this. It’s only been a few months since Desi and I broke up.” said Mac.

“A few? Mac, its been six months and even Desi has moved on. All I’m saying is go on a date or two. You deserve to be happy too you know. Its time to get all that weight off your shoulders and live a little man.”

“Yeah I know.” Mac seemed to be considering the idea. A date sounded like fun and he could use a distraction from everything going on at Phoenix.

“Fine, then show me your phone.” said Bozer putting his hand out. Mac raised his eyebrow. “Why do you need it? I know I’ve broken a lot of your phones, is this your version of payback?", said Mac laughing nervously, "You'll won't hold my phone hostage until I agree will you?"

Bozer laughed, Mac was really never going to change. He cautiously handed over the phone and Bozer got to setting up Mac’s profile while Mac tried to get a look at what Bozer was doing secretly worried he was going to put him in some ridiculous situation.

When Bozer was done he handed the phone back to Mac.

“There you go. I installed a dating app called Link’d that will set you up on a blind date. Just hit that button and the algorithm will find you your perfect match.” Bozer left out the part where Riley might also use the app. But then again the possibility of them getting Link’d was slim since LA itself had about a few hundred thousand other users.

“A blind date?” Mac was confused. “Boze I dont know if this is such a good idea.” Bozer could tell every worst case scenario was going through Mac’s head right now.

“I haven't hit the button yet. Think about it and press it whenever you want. No pressure Mac. Whoever you end up with will be lucky to know you.”

“Thanks Boze. Ill think about it. Now can we get back to the game so I can kick your ass again?” said Mac with a smile on his face. He really would think about it. After all a blind date meant no pressure right?

*A few days later*

Riley had decided to use the app after all. It was just a date right? It didn't have to mean anything. She wouldn't even have to call the person back if it was a disaster.

Riley’s phone had pinged with an alert last night. She had got a match and had it yes without thinking twice. She was a bit nervous about going on a date with some random guy but Bozer had a lot of faith in the app. She only knew the guy would have a white rose with him so she could identify him. nothing else

She was very tempted to hack into the apps mainframe and find out who the guy was but she remembered her promise to Bozer. No hacking.

She had looked up the restaurant however. It was a nice romantic place in the heart of the city. Yes she could enjoy herself. No worrying about Mac or Phoenix or Codex or anything else.

She could do this. She could go on this one date, no strings attached and maybe just maybe she would be able to forget about her feelings for Mac for a night.

She decided to wear the new black knee-length dress she had bought a few weeks ago, but hadn't had the chance to wear yet. It felt good to dress up for a change. She could totally do this. After all what could even go wrong. No one at Phoenix knew about this date and she would fill Bozer and Desi in later if it went well.

********

Meanwhile, Mac was at the restaurant at a corner table. It was a nice cozy booth that meant they were away from the hustle and bustle of the 3 star restaurant. He had to admit the app was pretty cool. Not only did it pick a restaurant but it had pre booked a table too. It did help alleviate the stress of picking a place.

Mac still fidgeted though:- with the candle in the center of the table, the tablecloth, his suit jacket and even the white rose he had to carry so his date would recognise him. He checked the time for the 10th time in the last five minutes. He was always a little late so he didn't want to take any chances and had ended up 10 minutes early instead.

********

Riley’s cab pulled up at the restaurant. She was walking past the huge front window in a hurry. She was just on time.

She walked into the restaurant and gave her name to the host. As she was being led to her table and praying she wasn’t late, her phone started ringing. It was Bozer. Filled with guilt she put her phone on silent. Stupid button wouldn't work and she fidgeted with it while walking. She promised herself she would fill Bozer in once the date was over.

“Riles?”

Riley looked up from her phone at the sound of Mac’s voice. Was she hearing things now? But nope there he was, with a white rose, sitting at the table where the host had pulled up a chair intended for her.

“Mac? What are you doing here?”

Mac looked handsome as always. He had on a dark blue jacket, with his hair in his usual short and mess style. He had a look that bordered on confusion and amusement.

Surely there was some mistake. Maybe it was a joke. Or maybe there was an emergency mission and Mac was here to pick her up for the mission. That had to be it. Right?

“I was supposed to be here on a date with a girl I have never met before. You?” Mac smiled. Riley’s stomach flipped. Things had just got so much more complicated.

*****

Riley looked stunning. Mac knew that of course but she managed to catch him by surprise all the same.

She was just as surprised as him but now the doubt was creeping in. What if Riley was disappointed that it was him? What if she was really excited to meet someone new and him being here would ruin her night?

Riley had seemed a bit distant lately maybe this was the universes way of giving them a chance to figure things out after all.

“Well I came here thinking i was on blind date too. The Universe has a weird sense of humour." Riley broke into a smile and sat down. Mac was relieved and even more nervous at the same time.

What was wrong with him? It was just Riles. They would have a nice meal, figure things out and then laugh about this story later right?

Riley picked up the menu and a few seconds of complete silence ticked by. Mac couldn’t handle it and broke the silence.

“So” he said. “We should probably talk right?”

*****

“Something on your mind?” asked Riley. A million thoughts ran through her head as she put down the menu. This was the part she wasn't looking forward to. She had hoped he wouldnt bring it up until later in the night but it was the elephant in the room. What was she thinking sitting down, pretending everything was fine?

“I was going to ask you the same thing.” said Mac. “You know about how you’ve been avoiding me ever since we almost died in that Codex compound from the missile. Then you moved out suddenly without much of a reason. If it was the drilling sounds I would have stopped you know.”

“It wasn't the drilling sounds or anything you did Mac. I just moved out to give you and Desi the space you deserved.” said Riley.

Her thoughts ran back to the moment he held her hand. Why did he have to do that? Why did he have to bring that up right now. The truth was Riley had been distancing herself from Mac.

Desi was her friend and she was never going to tell Mac about her feelings. It would ruin everything. Even after he and Desi broke up, Riley knew that she and Mac would never happen. She wouldn't be selfish and risk their friendship.

“Come on Riles. You’re my best friend. Whatever is going on then, you can tell me. I know its probably my fault but I need you to talk to me so I can fix it.”

How could she tell him? There would just be a cloak of awkwardness between them that would never go away and it wouldnt be something he could fix. She had to end this. Now.

“I have to go. I'm not feeling too great. I'm sorry Mac.”, said Riley getting up from her chair. Saying those words broke her heart but she had to put space between her and Mac, otherwise he would know. He would see right through the lies.

“Riles wait!”

Stupid heels she thought and walked out the door of the restaurant as fast as she could only to find it had begun raining. Oh great. This night could not be a bigger train wreck.

She turned around to find Mac right behind her at the door. A sad expression on his face. She prayed he would forgive her for this eventually.

“At least let me give you a ride home. You dont have to say anything if you dont want to.”

Riley considered her options. She really didnt want to. But she was not going to get a cab on a Friday night in this rain. She silently nodded and followed Mac to his truck.

******

Mac was wracking his brains to figure what he could have possibly done to upset Riley this much. They had almost been hit by the Reaper drone and then almost burnt alive in that warehouse, the guilt for putting Riley through that had been eating at him ever since.

He was thinking of all the things he had done in the past month, while Riley sat silently peering out the window not even looking at him.

He could always fix things right? That was what he did best. What was the use of all his skills if he couldn’t even fix things with Riles.

The woman who knew him better then he knew himself. She had trusted him even when everyone thought he was an enemy of the state. Even when he thought he had lost himself. She was always there. He told her things he had never told anyone before.

Suddenly his mind went back to the moment he held her hand in that Codex compound. He had thought about that many times. Why had he done it? He was sure he was going to die and he had just put Riley at risk too. He wanted her to know he was sorry right? What other reason could there have been?

Before he knew it he had pulled up at Riley's apartment entrance.

Riley mumbled, “Thanks for the ride Mac. I'm sorry I ruined your night”, she barely met his eye as she open the door and stepped out.

Suddenly it struck him.

He didn't want to lose Riley. The thought hit him so suddenly it almost sucked the air right out of him. How had he not realised sooner?

It was Riles. It had always been her.

He got out the car in the pouring rain,“Riles wait.” he pleaded, “I'm so sorry.”

Riley turned around to face him.

“You dont have anything to be sorry about Mac. This isn't your fault. I just have a lot on my mind right now.” she said.

“I do Riles. I have so much to be sorry for.” said Mac walking around the car and towards her.

“I’m sorry it took me so long to see what was right in front of me. I’m sorry i didnt realise sooner. I thought back to that day on the truck. The moment I held your hand, I realise it now, it was the first time I wasn't afraid of dying alone. I never let myself think about it. But the truth is Riles, I dont want to lose you.”

Riley had tears streaming down her face.

Oh no. He had made a mistake hadn't he. He had completely misread the situation. Riley had never felt that way at all. He had just made things worse and now they would never be able to go back to the way things were.

But deep down he didn't regret telling her. He had these feelings for so long. The idea of losing her had brought everything back to the surface.

“Riles, please say something.”

All these thoughts were running through his head when suddenly, Riley kissed him. He was taken aback for a second but he kissed her back. He could have stayed there in the rain forever. Just him and Riley. She wrapped her arms around him.

“I am so sorry Mac. You were right.. The truth is I was avoiding you. I thought if I distanced myself I would be able to move on and I would never have to risk our friendship. You’re my best friend too Mac and I just...” she was crying again.

Mac took her face in his hands tenderly and wiped the tears away. “Hey, hey its okay. I think we can both agree for two very smart people we can be pretty dumb”

Riley smiled. It made Mac’s heart do sommersalts.

They just stood there in the rain holding each other.

“So are we doing this then?” asked Riley breaking their embrace.

"I mean I guess your bed is big enough" said Mac with a mischievous grin. Riley smacked him, laughing and rolling her eyes.

"Not that. I meant us, dating and all that." She was blushing now.

“if you want to give this a shot? 100% Should we tell everyone though?” asked Mac. He wasn’t sure how everyone would react. A part of him wanted to just keep this between him and Riley.

“I do want to give us a shot. Maybe we should keep this to ourselves for a bit? Phoenix and relationships never seem to mix too well.” said Riley.

Mac nodded and smiled,”Yeah I like the sound of that. And if they get suspicious I guess we’ll just..”

“Improvise.” said Riley, completing Mac’s sentence. They laughed and kissed, standing there in the rain for what felt like forever.

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eldritchsurveys · 5 years

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373.

Nickname; >> Rev is pretty much the only nickname that at least two people still call me. Most everyone else calls me by my name. How many piercings do you have, and where? >> One in each earlobe, one in septum. What color are your eyes? >> Dark brown. And hair? >> Dark brown. Does orange look good on you? Can you pull it off? >> I’m sure at least one shade of orange looks all right on me. I haven’t tried on any orange garments, though, so I wouldn’t know.

What do you do when it storms and the power’s out all night? >> That hasn’t happened to me since childhood. The longest the power’s been out in my recent memory is about a half-hour (or probably more like twenty minutes). What do you do with yourself when you’re at the beach? >> Well, I was just at the beach this past weekend, and mostly I just sat in the shade of the pop-up tent Sparrow had borrowed from her sister and drank Barefoot, heh. Are you shy, or no? >> I wouldn’t say I was shy. Have you ever been to St. Augustine? >> No. Have you ever been to Ocala? >> No. Have you ever just been to Florida? >> No. What about Indiana? >> I’ve been through Indiana several times on trips to Chicago and back. Are you nosey? >> I can be about things like Internet drama, lol, but generally I mind my business. Do you “pry”? >> No. Why does everyone hate Justin Bieber so much? >> This is so hyperbolic I don’t even feel like answering it seriously. What’s your favorite commercial? >> I liked one that Google did a while back, and Amazon had one over the holiday season with a rabbi and an imam that were besties. That was cute. But I usually don’t even see commercials, let alone have favourites. Who has the prettiest eyes you’ve ever seen? >> --- When’s the last time you pulled an all-nighter? >> I don’t remember. I’m not even sure I’m capable of it anymore. What were you doing? >> --- Purple on guys; Yes, or no? >> Purple is for anyone who wants to wear it. Do you like Boys Like Girls? >> I have no opinion on them. Do you actually try everything on before you buy it? >> No, just the things I’m not sure about the fit of. Do you ever actually check the price? >> Definitely. What’s your favorite candle scent? >> I don’t have one. Have you ever known anyone with a dog blind in one eye? >> No. Have you ever been friends with a forgein exchanged student? >> No. Was it sad when they went back to… wherever they came from? >> --- Have you ever been given any sort of ring? >> Yeah, an engagement ring. Do you know anyone that works at a tattoo shop? >> No. If you HAD to get a tattoo, what would it be, and where? >> I have some ideas, but I don’t feel like outlining them here. Do you own any lockets or charm bracelets? >> No. The last dress you were in; What’d it look like? >> It was probably the long olive one with an elephant on it. Do you watch Pretty Little Liars? >> No. What’s your favorite nickname of yours? >> I think “Rev” is a great nickname/title and I can’t imagine a better one. What’s one of yours that you HATE? >> --- Maple or hazelnut flavoring? >> Maple. What’s your favorite Coke product? >> I don’t even remember all the products that they own. What’s the brand of your cell-phone, and the color? >> A black Moto. What’s your favorite body-part on the opposite sex? >> --- Are you now, or have you ever been, a cheerleader? >> No. Have you heard any of Eminem’s new Recovery songs? >> Nope. I kinda forgot he existed. Favorite song lyrics; >> --- Watergun or water-balloon war? >> --- Have you ever watched Ugly Betty? >> No. Would running into your ex right now be painful? >> Nah. What’s the most annoying sound, ever? >> So many. Are you typo-proned? >> Nope. How do you feel about Lady GaGa? >> I think her music is fun to listen to. Are the rumors about her true? >> What rumours...? Are you friends with any “trolls”? >> No. What would you get a boyfriend for his 17th birthday? >> *stares in 30something* Does your hair have a mind of it’s own? >> *shrug* Is Dane Cook really all that funny? I don’t think he is. >> I don’t think he is either. Do you watch Glee? >> No. Do you ever shop at Fredflare.com? >> No. Do you happen to know anyone named Matty? (Matthew or Matt will suffice) >> No. What’s he like? >> --- Are you always hyper? >> I’m almost never hyper. It takes a lot to get me anywhere near that level. Do you know anyone that’s afraid of elevators? >> No. Do you like country music? >> Some. Y'know. Like, “my mule left me for my sheepdog”; that sorta thing >> LMAO Do you know any scenesters?!?? >> No. Is that even still a thing? Has any guy ever forgotten your name so often and exclusively that he just started calling you “girl”? >> No??? Did you have to have braces for awhile, too? :[ >> No. Kisses on your cheek, or forehead? >> --- When’s the last time you wore facepaint? What’d it look like? >> If I’d ever worn it, I was probably a child. Do you still have a teddy-bear lying around somewhere? >> Yeah, I have two on my bed right now. Are you a deep-thinker? >> Sure. Are you a good-speller? >> Yep. Do you over-analyze everything, like me? >> Sometimes, but it’s tiring and pointless and boring so I try to steer clear of it. Have you ever rode on the back of a moped? >> No. Do like Frank Sinatra? >> Nah. What about Cap'n Jazz? >> I don’t know who that is. Is there anything in your room that belongs to a boyfriend, or a friend of the opposite sex? >> No. What’s the brand of the computer or laptop that you’re on? >> Lenovo. Are you sitting on your bed? Or a spinny chair?? >> I’m on my bed. I was on my spinny chair earlier, though. Anyone you can’t get off your mind? >> No. Have a “bone to pick” with anyone? >> Eh, not really. What does love feel like? >> I don’t know. Who’s your favorite Beatle? >> I don’t have one. Does it annoy the hell out of you when people smoke around you? >> I’m not usually around smokers, but it annoys me when someone lights up at the bus stop or something. In which case I just walk upwind a ways and hope for the best. Do you like guys with long-ish hair? >> --- How do you talk when you’re drunk? >> I don’t know. From my perspective, I don’t talk much differently, aside from the fact that I’m more inclined to talk (although sometimes I’m not? I guess it just depends). Have you ever texted an ex whilst drunk? How’d that go? >> No. What do you order at Starbucks? >> --- Penn Station or Subway? >> Is Penn Station also the name of a sandwich joint or something? Otherwise, this is just confusing. People with addictions are weak. Brutal truth, or “falsies”? >> I don’t believe this, no. The fact that I’ve never been addicted to anything is sheer luck (and maybe a genetic component that I don’t know about), not because I have some kind of magical fortitude that makes me “stronger” than people with addictions. “There but for the grace of God go I” and so on. Do you expect more from people than you’d be willing to do for them? >> No. Do you have a “gunkle”, like me? [: >> A what now The underwear you’re wearing right now; Describe it. >> They’re navy blue briefs. When’s the last time you were on a swing? >> I don’t remember. Whose hand did you last squeeze? >> --- Have you ever actually tied string around a finger? >> No. Wouldn’t that be difficult? >> I don’t know, never tried it. Have you ever been in a cornfield with a boylyfriend? (: >> No. Does baby talk annoy you? >> Very much. What’s the last thing you wrote (or drew) on yourself? >> I don’t remember. Can you walk straight in heels? >> Yeah. Do you like Eskimo kisses? >> No. When’s the last time you sat (or did anything, I guess) on a rooftop? >> I haven’t done that since I lived in NYC, where rooftops were more accessible. Have you ever heard anyone call kissing “swappin’ spit”? >> Yeah. Do you have to stand on your tip-toes to kiss your boyfriend? >> --- Or, have you had to before? >> --- Think about your ex. Just do it. How do you feel? >> I don’t feel anything. When’s the last time you lied in bed with the opposite sex. Who was it? >> --- Have you ever been tackle-hugged? (: >> Yeah. Have you ever been tackle-hugged into a pool with all your clothes on? >> No. Do you own any heart-shaped glasses? >> No. Do you have any photographs on your walls? >> No. Do you own an Ugly Doll? [: >> No. Do you overuse :)s, like me? >> No. Do you overuse the word “like”, or “amazing”? >> I don’t think so. Do you have any crowns? >> No. Brunette dudes with bleach blonde hair are utterly unattractive. Yes? >> --- Is there anyone that you “see yourself in”, so to speak? >> Characters, usually. What’d you last use scissors for? >> Probably when I had to cut open a package of Morningstar burgers because the damn ziplock seal was... sealed shut, or something. Someone dozed off on the assembly line, I guess. Have you ever rejected someone’s kiss before? >> Probably. How well’d that go over with him? (Or her, I’m not judging) >> --- Are you really over him, or are you just a great liar? >> --- Whose grave did you last visit? >> I don’t visit anyone’s grave. Do you have any polaroids? (pictures) >> No. How many photo-albums do you have? >> Zero. Do you scrapbook? >> No. Have you ever made a PostSecret book? >> No. Have you ever seen The Upside Down Show? >> No. Is it something children should really watch? >> --- What about The Wiggles? >> --- Do you support gay? >> The way this question is worded makes me laugh. Name a song that gives you goosebumps. >> Sigh. Is it wrong to call things “gay”? >> I really don’t care. What’s the most terrifying thing you’ve ever been through? >> *shrug* Is there really such thing as a “chemical imbalance”? >> Sure, I mean... I haven’t seen any conclusive data that says chemicals can’t be imbalanced in a biological organism. Is love really just a chemical reaction? >> Sure, I guess. Isn’t just about everything?

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lovemesomesurveys · 7 years

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How many piercings do you have, and where? Just two, one in each earlobe.

What color are your eyes? Brown.

And hair? Naturally, it’s dark brown, but I’ve been dying it red for the past two years.

Does orange look good on you? Can you pull it off? I don’t even have any orange clothing. It’s not something I would likely pick out, I don’t think.

What do you do when it storms and the power’s out all night? I don’t even remember the last time that happened, but if it did I would just read until I fell asleep.

What do you do with yourself when you’re at the beach? I lie out, listen to and watch the waves crash in, let my thoughts drift away with them, and soak up a little sun.

Are you shy, or no? I am indeed.

Have you ever been to St. Augustine? Nope.

Have you ever been to Ocala? Nope.

Have you ever just been to Florida? I have not.

What about Indiana? No.

Are you nosey? Not outwardly. I’ll admit I’m not gonna refuse to hear some juicy gossip, but I don’t spread it around. <<< Same. I can be nosey, but I’m more low key about it.

Do you “pry”? I try not to.

Why does everyone hate Justin Bieber so much? I didn’t like any of his music until newer stuff, but as far as him as a person I just thought he was an obnoxious brat.

What’s your favorite commercial? I don’t have one. I tend to tune out during commercials.

Do you find me annoying, yet? No?

Who has the prettiest eyes you’ve ever seen? Alexander Skarsgård.

When’s the last time you pulled an all-nighter? I’ve been staying up until 4 for the past couple weeks or so for no necessary reason besides insomnia. Here we are at 3:20AM currently. I haven’t stayed up all night; though, since like my teen years.

What were you doing? When I’m up this late I’m Tumblring, doing surveys, and reading the Bible.

Purple on guys; Yes, or no? Sure.

Do you like Boys Like Girls? I was a fan back in the day. I haven’t kept up with them; though, in years. Are they still around?

Do you actually try everything on before you buy it? Nah. I don’t have the patience or energy to try stuff on at the store. I just buy it and hope for the best. I rarely have a problem. Do you ever actually check the price? Uh, yeah? I don’t got it like that, my dude. I wish I did.

What’s your favorite candle scent? Beachy-coconut-y ones, cinnamon, and sweet ones like cupcake or something like that.

Have you ever known anyone with a dog blind in one eye? No.

Have you ever been friends with a forgein exchanged student? No.

Was it sad when they went back to… wherever they came from? --

Have you ever been given any sort of ring? Yeah. My parents have gifted me several rings throughout my life.

Do you know anyone that works at a tattoo shop? Nope.

If you HAD to get a tattoo, what would it be, and where? Free bird on my inner wrist.

Do you own any lockets or charm bracelets? I still have a charm bracelet from when I was like 12 or 13. It was a certain kind that was really popular at the time. You got to choose from all these different charms and such. They were cute.

The last dress you were in; What’d it look like? I think it was the light blue, floral one I wore to a friend’s wedding last April.

Do you watch Pretty Little Liars? Nope.

What’s your favorite nickname of yours? My only nicknames are Steph and Sis.

What’s one of yours that you HATE? I don’t have any that I hate.

Maple or hazelnut flavoring? Maple.

What’s your favorite Coke product? Coke and Cherry Coke.

What’s the brand of your cell-phone, and the color? Apple iPhone 6S Plus in rose gold.

What’s your favorite body-part on the opposite sex? stomach, arms, hands, jaw, neck.

Are you now, or have you ever been, a cheerleader? Nope.

Watergun or water-balloon war? Water guns.

Have you ever watched Ugly Betty? No.

Would running into your ex right now be painful? No, it would just be a little awkward since we haven’t seen each other since last summer. Which was the first time in almost four years.

What’s the most annoying sound, ever? I cannot stand eating sounds. They make me cringe.

Are you typo-proned? Yes.

How do you feel about Lady GaGa? I like some of her songs.

Are you friends with any “trolls”? No.

Does your hair have a mind of it’s own? Ugh, yes.

Is Dane Cook really all that funny? Wow, I forgot about him. Guess he didn’t stand out that much to me.

Do you watch Glee? It’s not on anymore, but no I didn’t watch it during its run.

Do you ever shop at Fredflare.com? Never heard of it.

Do you happen to know anyone named Matty? (Matthew or Matt will suffice) No.

What’s he like? --

Are you always hyper? I’m never hyper. That would require energy. <<< Exactly.

Do you know anyone that’s afraid of elevators? Me.

Do you like country music? Yeah.

Has any guy ever forgotten your name so often and exclusively that he just started calling you “girl”? Uh, no. If someone couldn’t even remember my name then I’m not going to waste my time. They would seem to not care enough to even remember it, which, in turn, would make me feel rather irrelevant to them. Why should I put up with that? That would be for anyone, not just a guy.

Did you have to have braces for awhile, too? No. Well, not for my teeth.

Kisses on your cheek, or forehead? Forehead kisses are cute from a guy. Joseph used to do that.

When’s the last time you wore facepaint? What’d it look like? A couple years ago for Halloween. I was going for a zombie look.

Do you still have a teddy-bear lying around somewhere? No, but I have a ton of giraffe stuffed animals.

Are you a deep-thinker? I don’t know. I just know that I overthink too much. My mind is constantly thinking about certain things and analyzing every little thing. I get lost in thought quite often.

Are you a good-speller? Yes.

Do you over-analyze everything, like me? Yepppp.

Have you ever rode on the back of a moped? No.

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justanamesstuff · 9 months

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The intimacy of being understood

Chapter 5

Matty Healy x f!reader

A/N: I really want to ask you guys what are your thoughts so far, what do you expect from now on...we only have 2 chapters left and the epilogue :') this is going to end soon (I'm emo now). Happy reading!!

Warnings: PURE CUTNESS and fluffy feelings, typos.

Word count: 1.8 K

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Two days later

“You’re not wearing the neckless.” Kate pointed out mere seconds after she entered the bookshop that morning. Her eyes fixated on Y/n’s neck, now empty, without her neckless.

Out of instinct, Y/n touched her sternum --where the ring usually resided. The little item holding a lot of significant value wasn’t there, and Y/n didn’t feel panic like previous times when she thought she had lost it. Y/n even felt a sense of freedom.

“Oh, I must’ve forgotten to put it back on.” she informed Kate, thinking about the last time she took it off after taking a quick shower that morning.

The bookshop owner felt the eyes of her best friend following her around the place, meanwhile she rearranged some books in the kids section.

“Yes, Kate?” she asked her, although she never stopped doing her task in hand.

“I didn’t say anything.” Y/n’s friend desperately replied.

“Your head is fuming. I can tell from here.”

“You’re not wearing the neckless.” Kate repeated like a broken record.

“I already told-”

“Yes, I know, I know. But, you-”

Y/n knew very well what Kate was meant to say, but she shuttered her down, adding, “I didn’t notice, but-” she took a breath, admiring the beautiful day outside the window. “Maybe it is time to let him go?” her face shrank, thinking about what she said. “Am I a bad person for that?” Y/n turned around, feeling a rush of guilt.

“No. No!” Kate quickly said, walking closer to Y/n. She stood in front of her friend and held her hand. “I’ve been telling you for quite a while now.” Y/n’s friend remembered out loud, although her tone didn’t hold the meaning or the force Kate always kept when she insisted it might be a good idea for Y/n to move on.

“Then why you’re so stunned by it?” Y/n asked softly.

“I-” Kate started before the sound of the door interrupted their conversation.

Both friends turned around to look at the entrance, their sights falling on Matty’s unsure face.

“Hello?” Matty hesitated.

“Hi, Matty.” Y/n’s face turned to a big smile, after she let go of Kate’s hand. This one, looked between the pair, sensing a shift in the ambient around the three of them. Kate couldn’t explain back then what it was, although the shy and embarrassed looks they were sharing took Y/n’s friend attention.

“Hi, Y/n.” Matty said this time with a similar smile on his face.

“Hey.” Y/n greeted him once more.

Kate mumbled under her breath a, “Oh my god.”

‘These two, I swear..’, she thought.

“Hello, there.” she said before Y/n could introduce them or anything else.

Kate went directly towards Matty and extended her hand. Inside she was shitting herself about meeting one of her favourite artists, even though she knew how to be professional if the moment required. And oh, boy, she needed it at the moment.

Matty said, “Hi, Kate.” making her gasp about him knowing her name.

Y/n chuckled behind her friend, witnessing how she was desperately trying to keep her clam in front of Matty.

“Do you know me?” Kate heard herself asking.

“I do.” the signer bobbed his head, turning to look at her friend. “Y/n talks a lot about you.”

Kate narrowed her eyes, cringing, “Good or bad?”

“Both.” he replied fast and in a witty tone.

“Oh, I like him.” she turned around saying, as if Matty wasn’t in front of them.

“Yeah, I know.” Y/n teased her.

“Shut up.” Kate shushed her quickly. “What brings you here, Healy?”

The change of topic made Matty felt a little out of place and uncomfortable, he didn’t know why. Maybe it was the fact that Kate didn’t hesitate with her words and was very forward, which putted him under the focus of attention. Matty was used to not care about bigger crowds, although having Kate and Y/n’s attention on him was very different.

He scratched the back of his head, “The usual?” he answered, looking at Y/n quickly, then back at Kate before she could catch him.

“Which is?”

“Kate, let him be.” Y/n interrupted.

“I’ll-” Matty said, signalling with his hands towards the shelves.

Y/n made her own set of movements, as if she opened the way for him, “Yeah, go ahead.”

“Nice to meet you, Kate.” he smiled weakly, passing by her side.

“Same, Matty.” she bowed ironically, making fun of Matty and Y/n. Her friend gave her a stern look. “What?”

“You know what.”

***

“Please, stop staring at him.” Y/n begged Kate in a whisper, after half hour Matty took his usual seat on one of the couches and let a book rest on his lap.

“I’m not doing anything.”

“Kate, please.”

She didn’t stop and said, “He’s a view for sore eyes.”

“Could you please not?”

Y/n hit her slightly on her arm, gaining her attention. When Matty was very focused on one of the books he chose and enjoyed, Y/n did agree, he was a beautiful sight. Although she was cautious with her staring game, Kate wasn’t though and Y/n didn't want to make Matty feel uncomfortable.

“Fine, I have to go anyway. I’ll leave you with your boy.” she said, a bit too loud for Y/n’s liking.

Y/n started protesting, “He’s not-”

“Bye, Matty.” Kate shouted, walking towards the door, ignoring her best friend.

“Bye, Kate.”

After the front door closed --once Kate was out of the shop--, Y/n focused her attention on getting some work done. She had to call the supplier and check her incomes of the month, the usual tasks, although lately work was piling up a little.

Y/n kneeled down to grab one of her big folders, when a repeatedly sound coming from above her head scared her. She even knocked her head against the wood.

“What are you doin’?” Matty said, tapping on the wood of Y/n’s front desk.

Y/n pushed herself all the way up, “Fuck- You scared me.”

“Sorry, sorry.”

“I’m…working.” she answered to his initial question.

“Am I bothering you?”

“You never bother me, Matty.”

Y/n focused on the papers in front of her, even though she knew she was messing them more. What she said wasn’t a lie, but Y/n felt her cheeks hotter than a minute ago, so making eye contact with the man wasn’t a great idea.

“Is that right?”

“Mhm.”

“You look nice today.” Matty complimented her.

“Thank you. You too.”

“Y/n?”

Something on his tone made the girl look up to his chestnut eyes. They seemed warm and welcoming, with a touch of something else behind them.

“Yeah?”

“I’ve been thinking…”

“Good for you.” Y/n joked, nervously.

“Ha-ha.”

The first thought coming across her mind made her heart beat faster. ‘He’s going to ask me out’. And the original idea, the question he had been thinking about not only days –even months– got stucked on his throat. Only a look inside her surprised eyes made him desist from the idea. Matty chose to tell her about another thing he had been thinking about when he found an old copy of his favourite book.

“I have this book. I thought maybe you’d like it and since you know about the band now-” Matty said, going to grab his coat where he kept it. He let his body relax a little before returning to Y/n’s side.

“Oh,” Y/n felt a void inside her heart and her stomach. She didn’t want him to ask although, at the same time, she expected it. Her head started to hurt a little. “Which one?”

“This one.” Matty showed her the cover. She knew the book, she already read it.

Y/n -- trying to decide if she should tell him-- read the title out loud, “On the road…”

And the decision was made quickly when her eyes caught the spark of excitement on Matty's eyes.

She took it in her hands, turning page after page.

“Oh, you're the type of reader that writes on the sides. Interesting.” the words slipping away because Y/n was truly amazed by his simple action. She loved it, since it was a thing she did a lot.

“Well, yeah.” Matty felt very seen like a deer in front of the lights of a car. “Don’t you?”

“Yes, all my books back home are all scratched. It’s the only right way to read them.” Y/n reassured him.

Matty shrugged his shoulders, “If you say so, I believe you.”

“I’ll see if my supplier has a copy and-”

“No, keep it.” the singer interrupted her.

“Are you sure? I can-”

“Please.”

“Cool.”

The silence was cut by Matty’s phone.

After a short conversation, the frontman told Y/n, “I have to go.” even though he didn’t want to. “See you soon, Y/n.” he promised.

“Bye.”

She waved, seeing him leave once more. Y/n's eyes returned to admire his handwriting.

*****

During the week that followed, Matty didn’t text her or came around, and Y/n didn’t reach out either. Nothing she would accept out loud, but the absence of Matty in her life made her sad.

Y/n was sitting on her couch, in her house this time, reading the very used and scratched copy of ‘On the Road’ that Matty gave her. It was a quiet Friday night, Kate had a family dinner and Y/n's plan was to read the book another time. She had already read it so many times during the week, she bet she could recite the dialogues by memory.

The woman left it on the side, reaching for her glass of wine, at the same time she opened some buttons of the shirt she wore the entire day. Her left hand coming to touch the skin of her sternum. Her mind recalled her talk with Kate before Matty came in almost a week ago. Y/n had been thinking about the process of moving on even since her chatted with Matty around the park before he walked her home. That day, something clicked inside her head.

Matty. Her mind returned to him, something it had been happening a lot during that week. Y/n lied to herself saying she just missed her new friend.

Her fingers touched the cold screen of her phone. ‘Maybe I should call him’, she thought and quickly desisted. She returned to the book, leaving the glass on the coffee table.

Less than five minutes after, Y/n grabbed her phone, unlocked it, tapped away and buried the thing under the cushion she was sitting on.

Y/n: Hey, I finished the book. x

The book was open in front of her eyes. She really tried to read the next sentence, although she ended up reading it fifteen times without recalling what she just read. ‘Why I do this to myself?’, she thought.

The couch vibrated under her. Y/n quickly lifted ass from her place, grabbing her phone in the process.

Matty 🎸: I can’t wait to hear your thoughts. x

‘That’s all?’

Y/n felt disappointed until minutes later another text popped.

Matty 🎸 : maybe I can pick it up from your place?

Her eyes widening one size, staring at his words, when one more text came in.

Matty 🎸: if you’re not busy. There’s no rush. Y/n: I’m not doing anything really.

‘Yeah, totally. He’s going to eat the fake ‘I’m not that interested’ facade. Very clever, Y/n.’, she scolded herself a little.

Matty 🎸: I’ll be there in 15’ x Y/n: okay.

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