(*Thanks for the idea @bugs._vr!!)

Months had passed since you and Matthew broke up. It wasn’t messy—just a natural drifting apart despite lingering feelings. Both of you had moved on, or so you thought, until you wrote “Wildest Dreams.”

The song’s sudden success brought a wave of speculation. Fans quickly linked the lyrics to Matthew, flooding his social media with messages all asking the same thing: Was “Wildest Dreams” about him?

Though Matthew initially tried to ignore it, the song’s omnipresence made him wonder if it was about him.

So, he reached out with a simple request for coffee, and to his surprise, you agreed.

Now, sitting across from him in a quiet café, the tension was palpable. Matthew finally broke the silence.

“So… ‘Wildest Dreams,’ huh?” he asked lightly, but with a deeper undertone. “Everyone’s asking if it’s about… us.”

You took a deep breath. “It’s not just about us, but yes, a lot of it… is.”

Matthew looked up at you then, his hazel eyes searching yours for answers. There was a softness in his expression, a vulnerability that you hadn’t seen in a long time.

“I thought so,” he said quietly, a small, sad smile playing on his lips. “I could hear it in the lyrics. The way you described… everything. It felt like our story.”

You nodded, your heart squeezing in your chest. Writing the song had been cathartic, a way to process everything you had felt during your time together and after. But you hadn’t expected it to affect him like this.

“It wasn’t supposed to hurt you,” you whispered, staring down at your own coffee. “I just… needed to get it out.”

“I know,” Matthew said softly. “I just wanted to know if what we had meant as much to you as it did to me.”

His words hung in the air, heavy with emotion. You looked up at him, the memories of your time together flashing through your mind—late-night talks, shared laughs, quiet moments when the world faded away and it was just the two of you... And the paparazzi you were unaware of.