Falling For You

Matt Healy, your typical guy. The type that likes to impress people, he'd do anything to get attention.

No matter how important the next few years ahead were, he didn't care. All he cared about was writing.

By writing, I don't mean the author type. I mean the singer, songwriter. He'd always had a thing for writing songs.

Obviously, he was one of the popular guys in the university he was now attending.

He'd taken a variety of subjects and courses for the few years he'd be spending in this place, one of the main ones being music.

At first, he thought the whole idea of attending a university was ridiculous, he didn't think that he'd get anything out of it.

It all begins to change when the year starts and he meets new people. He makes new friends, and enemies, but there's a certain person that catches his eye.


14. chapter fourteen

Tegan's POV;

Matt and myself were sat at the back of the room, not paying any attention as to what was going on around us.

It's strange really, the way my personality has changed since I've met him.

If this was a couple of weeks ago, I would never consider having a conversation with someone at the back of the room whilst we were in the middle of a lesson.

I wouldn't even want to look or make conversation with him, in fact. I didn't expect to be friends with someone like him.

He's different. The way he dresses, the way he talks, the way he acts. Everything about him is different to the other guys in this university.

He's cocky, and full of himself, but on the other hand, he's perfect. He seems like the type of person that would hurt you instantly, but he isn't.

"Oi, are you listening to me?" Matt clicked his fingers in front of me, snapping me out of my daydream.

"Sorry, what did you say?" I laughed.

He leant back in his seat, shaking his head at me, as well as chuckling.

"I said that George is out late tonight with Adam and Ross." He pouted.

I looked down to see his hand now resting on my leg, drawing circles on it with his finger.

"And your point is?" I raised my eyebrow questioning him.

"That means that I'm alone for most of the night, and let's be honest, you don't exactly get on with Callan so I thought maybe we could do something." He shrugged, moving forward so that his head was resting on my neck, planting a kiss on it.

"Oh and you and I have great fun together don't we." I laughed, sarcasm showing in my voice.

Matt laughed, his lips still on my neck. We continued to wind one another up until a figure stood in front of us both.

"What?" I glared.

"Not so innocent now are you?" He smirked, walking away.

I just stared at him, watching him walk away. My head turned to Matt, him looking at me with confusion on his face, as well as mine.

There was something about this 'Styles' and it wasn't right. He seemed like some sort of stalker.

He always seems to be there and it's really starting to confuse me, and actually worry me.

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