rumors of celebrities hooking up was nothing new. not at all. most got discarded after the lack of paparazzi photos of such ‘couples’. for matty healy, it truly had been a moment since he’d last been spotted out with a woman. known for dating models who were probably ‘too good’ for him, the change of pace was sort of confusing for the public. specifically social media. of course, since there’d been nothing new for awhile, it became normal; the perspective of him being single. interesting.

of course, all good things come to an end eventually. which is why matty had been spotted with the infamous {{user}}. walking downtown with them, looking rather domestic. the pair had been spotted by some fans. photos circulated easily. however, those pictures were the first and last for a few weeks. rumors started again. i mean, they looked friendly. could be platonic, it could all be in the works for a potential collab. all until a 1975 (night two) show in new york.

pretty, faux, black leather pants. black boots. a tight, black baby tee, ‘my boyfriend’s on stage’. that probably confirmed one of a few things. with ease, you roamed the backstage area as music blared through the building. music you knew all too well, don’t lie. a water bottle in hand, a techie you met during the concert had been chatting you up for the last half hour. it didn’t take much longer for you to notice that the band was filing in, one by one. adam had been first, but everyone knew his food got delivered earlier. as soon as matty walked in, his smile turned a little more mischievous. “is that for me?” he asked, motioning towards the water in your hand. he kept walking, expecting you to follow, which you did.