•A washed up musician. •A beautiful rising star. •A six month tour. What could go wrong?... -Explicit Language -Crude Humor -Drug use/Drug references -Adult Content

When Helena finds a phone on the night train, she decides to text the first number in the list of contacts in order to figure out who it belongs to. ***** Helena Santos hasn't had the easiest life. At twenty-one, she's the legal guardian of her teenage sister, in the final year of her nursing degree, and working night shifts at her small-town's local bar. And things get a lot more complicated when she finds a phone on the train home and decides to text the first number in the list of contacts, in hopes of tracking down its owner. That contact? Adam Bauer; the charismatic, sweet, and refreshingly honest older brother of the person who lost their phone. As the two continue talking, they can't ignore the chemistry and growing feelings between them, but life is never that simple. To make things work, Helena and Adam need to juggle a troubled sister, a meddlesome ex-boyfriend, and one fat lawsuit - all intent on keeping them apart. [[word count: 40,000-50,000 words]] Content and/or Trigger Warning: This story contains swearing, mature themes, and sexual content.

Like basically if Matty was in a John Hughes movie. Cliche teenage scenarios and a lot of fun. I promise.

WARNING: This story contains explicit sexual content. Not recommended for precious little eyes. Please remember to practice safe sex always and don't fall in love with boys like Matty. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- My middle finger scrolled through the questions on my laptop, tapping loudly in annoyance. "Do you find yourself interrupted by sexual thoughts or desires as you are completing mundane daily tasks?" I asked him. Matty's index finger was tracing the square of his jaw now, which was atypically speckled with perfectly symmetrical stubble. I noticed every detail about him, the curve of his lips, the slant of his brows, the itty-bitty moles scattered on his face. "Sometimes," he answered. "For example, today, I was thinking about you in the shower, about how nice it'd be to fuck you against the glass door." I grinded my teeth together and clenched my hands tight. "Matty," I said, trying to be as firm as possible. "Those kinds of comments are inappropriate." Especially because I was imagining the same thing this morning, and for him to have been doing the same thing, it floored me. "You said to answer as truthfully and honestly as possible, Jones," he shrugged, toying with his hair. "My turn? Am I frustrating you, darling?"

The story of a seventeen year old girl named Juliet forced into motherhood at the age of fifteen when her mum couldn't bear the weight of her own mind, a six year old sister who loved dinosaurs more than people and a guy named Matty who liked Juliet more than he liked cocaine.

"what do you find so exhilarating about me, matty?" daisy asked, wrapping a section of my curly hair around her nimble fingers. she was currently situated on my lap, straddling me, while I sat on the small rocking chair. she slowly rocked us back and forth, moving her hips while doing so. the lump in my pants was distracting, but she seemed to not notice, most likely due to her innocence. i could have replied with a million other words that circled my mind, but instead I muttered the fragment, "your youthfulness." matthew healy, now at the age of twenty-four moves back in to his family home next door to the tanner's. the healy's had been life-long friends with their next door neighbors, so when the young girl from matty's past clouds his mind once more, the earth seems to turn in slow motion. *WARNING! AGE GAP, SEXUAL SCENES, AND DRUG/ALCOHOL USAGE*

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Fan fiction // Matty Healy The 1975 // Horror // "I can't exist within my own head, so I insist in haunting your bed." Cover by @21duns

Call It An Obsession Book 2 Scarlett thought he was dead. And Scarlett thought she was free. But boy did Scarlett think wrong.

The problem with Matty, was that he could send shivers down people's spines with only a few words. Beatrice had known this from the beginning.