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Billboard #1s 1988

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"So Emotional" -- Whitney Houston -- January 9, 1988

It's either a song about cheating or about being hung up on an ex. She's got a love of her own, but she's "so emotional" with this other guy, and keeps a picture of him by her bed. Um, does the other guy know this? Maybe she needs to have sex with the other guy so she stops being obsessed with the touch of the previous one. It's a dance song, and I like the beat, but it's painfully repetitive in the second half. Also, while I've known the chorus to this song very well since it came out, I thought it was a normal love song until I looked up the lyrics just now. Houston doesn't sing it like she's in any pain -- well, except I bet her throat hurt from the oversinging.

"Got My Mind Set on You" -- George Harrison -- January 16, 1988

Super repetitive lyrics. But the music's really fun, and I love what lyrics there are. I wish there weren't so few, though. "It's gonna take a whole lot of money" harks back to the many Beatles songs where they sang proudly about spending money on women they loved. Still, this is an example of how George was the best solo Beatle eventually. The video's cute, too, and obviously lampshades the idea of George Harrison doing backflips and dancing.

"The Way You Make Me Feel" -- Michael Jackson -- January 23, 1988

Michael Jackson was no Janelle Monáe. On so many levels. In this case, he wasn't anywhere near her artistic standard. This song does have the lyrics "Oh I'll be workin' from nine to five/ To buy you things to keep you by my side," but it sounds more like a Beatles rip-off than a tribute. I actually didn't remember this song at all, and the video is one of those annoying 80s ones that takes an entire minute to start the song. Then Jackson does a whole bunch of "woos" and "ows" and all that stuff he did that worked in moderation. But "moderation" was not what he was doing in 1988. In any way. He actually oversings in this. I turned it off halfway through. And immediately turned to Janelle Monáe's "The Way You Make Me Feel," which I adore.

"Need You Tonight" -- INXS -- January 30, 1988

This is one of my favorite songs. It's incredibly sexy, obviously. I didn't really notice it until I was around 15, and then I NOTICED it. As I got older, the song got better. The lines "You can care all you want/ Everybody does yeah that's okay" have meant so much to me ever since I started dating seriously. Because caring was not what you were supposed to do.

Anyway, this song is phenomenal and I love it.

"Could've Been" -- Tiffany -- February 6, 1988

This song was #1 for two weeks, and all the previous ones from 1988 have been one week. How? It's a heartbreak song that starts with the lyrics "The flowers you gave me/ Are just about to die," which is painfully on-the-nose. They'd probably work in a country song, but this is lite pop, not country. Tiffany occasionally seems to be trying to do some country stuff with her voice, which is smart. But that's not enough. It's not a terrible song, but it does nothing for me. I don't remember ever having heard it before.

"Seasons Change" -- Exposé -- February 20, 1988

Speaking of songs I haven't heard before. I like this one though. The music's pretty interesting, especially the melody. The singing's excellent. And the music behind "seasons change/people change" sounds exactly like some of the music from Persona 4, so I wonder if Atlus' composer was influenced by it, unconsciously or not. It's just a couple notes, though. Lyrically, the song is about being in love now but realizing it might not last. It's good. I'm gonna look up more of their music.

"Father Figure" -- George Michael -- February 27, 1988

The music for this song is great, and George Michael as usual sings wonderfully. But um. There are some kinks that make me run screaming even when they're really mild. "I will be your father figure/ Put your tiny hand in mine" are two of them. So if you enjoy this song, I'm happy for you, it's musically lovely. I will be going to take a shower now.

"Never Gonna Give You Up" -- Rick Astley -- March 12, 1988

There was a time when I would have easily been able to have an opinion on this song. That time was long ago. It's hard to hear as a song now, rather than an internet meme. But I will not give up. (The video has almost 9 million views, sheesh.)

Okay so they're friends and now he wants a relationship. He says "You wouldn't get this from any other guy," which is a total jerkass line. Other than that, the lyrics are -- oh who am I kidding, I can't do this.

"Man in the Mirror" -- Michael Jackson -- March 26, 1988

I try to separate the art from the artist. That's in both positive and negative directions. If I love someone's art, that doesn't mean they're a good person. If I hate it, that doesn't mean they're a bad person.

This song, though -- "I'm starting with the man in the mirror/ I'm asking him to change his ways" -- uh yeah. Liar. And it's wedged in with all this "oh you should care about all the starving kids and homeless people" self-sanctification that Michael Jackson always protected himself with. This song disgusts me.

"Get Outta My Dreams, Get Into My Car" -- Billy Ocean -- April 9, 1988

Speaking of disgust. Yay street harassment! I've never heard anything bad about Billy Ocean as a human being though. But I'm not listening to more than 5 seconds of this song. Gross.

"Where Do Broken Hearts Go" -- Whitney Houston -- April 23, 1988

She's singing to a man she wants to get back together with after they decided they needed some "space." There's a lot of naivete in the song -- "And if somebody loves you/ Won't they always love you?" No. Even if they do still love you, that doesn't mean it will work. But maybe it will. I've never gotten back together with someone after a breakup, though I've been asked to many times (percentage-wise.) I've always had an allergy to it, both because my parents got back together after divorcing and should not have, and because I had a friend who broke up with her boyfriend and got back together with him at least 8 times in the space of a year and I had to keep hearing about it.

So this song doesn't really speak to me. But it's pretty good. Houston sings it well too, reigning in the oversinging until near the end.

"Wishing Well" -- Terence Trent D'Arby -- May 7, 1988

That's an awesome name. The writer of this song said he wrote it when he was half-asleep, which makes sense. "Butterfly tears", okay, just poetry, but you want to fall in love near a well of crocodile tears too? Doesn't that mean you're faking? I like the song though. It's sort of funk, but softer than full-on funk. I like the way D'Arby sings it. The whistling part (keyboard whistling) is very enjoyable. It's a fun song, and one I do remember from the time.

"Anything for You" -- Gloria Estefan and the Miami Sound Machine -- May 14, 1988

A pretty breakup song. But, of course, I have an issue. "I can pretend each time I see you/ That I don't care and I don't need you/ And though you'll never see me cryin'/ You know inside I feel like dying." Well that makes his life a lot easier, doesn't it. The whole song is about how she'll do anything to make him happy. Urgh. She needs to tell him to get out of her life so she can make a brand new start.

"One More Try" -- George Michael -- May 28, 1988

Yet another heartbreak song. It's not surprising that I remember so few songs from this year. I feel like I'm back in the 60s before The Beatles again. Though this year is musically better, I'm still bored. Anyway, in this one, the narrator doesn't want to try again, and he keeps addressing the person he doesn't want to try again with as "teacher," which is... a thing. The only time he seems willing to try again is the very last line, which is "Maybe just one more try."

It's slow, it's pretty enough, it would be unbearably boring if George Michael weren't such a good singer. I'm bored anyway. No wonder we ran screaming from anything smacking of this kind of thing in the early 90s. I feel stupid and contagious.

"Together Forever" -- Rick Astley -- June 18, 1988

He certainly had a brand, didn't he? The song title tells you everything you need to know about the lyrics. The song sounds a lot like "Never Gonna Give You Up," but much more boring. A massive drum machine intro can't carry this. I do recognize the chorus, but that's it. The song is fine, really. But that's it. It sounds like a lesser knockoff of "Never Gonna Give You Up."

"Foolish Beat" -- Debbie Gibson -- June 25, 1988

Heartbreak song. Sigh. There's a nice cheesy saxophone that I like, at least. She left him and she regrets it and thinks "I could never love again/ The way that I loved you." Nope, it's never the same. That doesn't mean it's worse. It's often better. I'm not listening to the whole thing, not even in case the sax comes back. The song's too dull.

"Dirty Diana" -- Michael Jackson -- July 2, 1988

It's about some groupie trying to seduce poor widdle helpless Michael. I don't remember ever hearing this song, and it's musically whiny too. Yuck. So much yuck.

"The Flame" -- Cheap Trick -- July 9, 1988

Heartbreak. Song. Again. "You were the first, you'll be the last" oh no they won't. I entirely approve of being honest about heartbreak, but this year is just crushing with the monotony of it. At least there's a beat to this one.

By the way, in the video, the lead singer's hair appears to be made of straw. Ah, the late 80s, when people thought cooking their hair was the way to go.

"Hold on to the Nights" -- Richard Marx -- July 23, 1988

A heartbreak song in disguise. He's in love with this woman but they can't be together. Are they cheating? I don't know. I don't care. It's so boring, words and music both. Even the piano is blah.

Speaking of late 80s hair, it looks like Richard Marx used an entire can of Aqua Velva on his in the video.

"Roll With It" -- Steve Winwood -- July 30, 1988

This was a #1 hit for four weeks, and I know why. It's not boring! Or depressing! It's got kind of an old-fashioned soul sound: Horns, groove, lyrics. When life is too much, roll with it baby. Not profound, but this is a really good song. One I've heard quite a lot, too, on purpose and everything.

Also, Steve Winwood's hair would work fine today. Coincidence?

"Monkey" -- George Michael -- August 27, 1988

This is actually kind of a heartbreak song, but not really. The one he loves has a "monkey" on their back and he wonders if they love it more than they love him. Addiction is my guess. It's a high-energy dance song, though -- it sounds a little angry, not sad at all. I find the melody sort of dull, but at least there's a beat. But I'm sorry, "Why can't you set your monkey free" is an absolutely hilarious lyric, and I can't take this song seriously in any way.

I think I had the hat George Michael's wearing in the video.

"Sweet Child O' Mine" -- Guns N' Roses -- September 10, 1988

Okay, yeah, sort of a heartbreak song, the relationship sounds like it's a mess with "where do we go now?" sung a zillion times. But it's so good. SO good. And it's rock. It's no wonder that it's one of the few songs that have stayed around from this list. It's not some kind of mass-produced pap without personality. Only Guns N'Roses could do this. Great song, I love it, and I love it more knowing what came before it. Man, Slash can play.

"Don't Worry, Be Happy" -- Bobby McFerrin -- September 24, 1988

Yeah, I'm guessing people were horribly sick of all the overproduced depression on the charts this year. A lot of music critics, and other critics, were really nasty about it because of the simplicity of its lyrics and its earworm-ness. And we made fun of the phrase plenty as young teens in the 90s. But now? I think it's pretty good. Philosophically, it's a mess, but the music isn't serious so I don't think we're supposed to take it seriously. And I like a-cappella. It was played way too much back in the day, though.

(Robin Williams is in the video, which made me tear up. Oof.)

"Love Bites" -- Def Leppard -- October 8, 1988

Technically about heartbreak I guess, but I feel like they're lampshading all the songs from this year which may as well have had the same title. Probably not intentionally. I can't take this song the tiniest bit seriously. It's rock, but not with a lot of personality. Any hair metal band from the time with interchangeable bleached blond frontmen could have done it.

I think this guy used an air fryer on his hair.

"Red Red Wine" -- UB40 -- October 15, 1988

One is supposed to hate this song, or was I don't hate it. I was a kid when it came out, the pop reggae appealed to me, and I still find it fun. Neil Diamond, the original singer, likes it. I certainly find it more interesting than anything with Neil Diamond singing on it.

"A Groovy Kind of Love" -- Phil Collins -- October 22, 1988

It's a cover of a 60s song. "Baby, you and me/ Got a groovy kind of love." This version is incredibly slow, and doesn't have any interesting drum work from Phil. It doesn't make me angry, but it doesn't make me anything. It's there. My brain wandered off and I started looking at stuff on the internet while trying to listen to it.

"Kokomo" -- The Beach Boys -- November 5, 1988

I loved this song as a kid and no one is prying it from me. It makes me happy when I feel down. I got the Cocktail soundtrack this is on for Christmas in my stocking 1988 -- me and seemingly every other kid, I think the tape was massively on sale. I loved the soundtrack, and I especially loved this song. I will never see the movie. I always felt that the song was a middle-aged man singing to his middle-aged wife ("pretty mama".) Which I thought was sweet. I figured that's what middle-aged people did, went off on vacations to tropical islands sometimes, even though my parents never did. I want to though.

"Wild, Wild West" -- The Escape Club -- November 12, 1988

"Heading for the nineties," hm? Well one of the lines is "give me, give me safe sex," and safe sex messaging being absolutely everywhere was an early to mid 90s thing. It's always funny to hear someone with an English accent sing about something extremely American. This song does sound like it's heading for the nineties musically, which is good. Only heading toward though. It's okay, but not very interesting. The music is repetitive. I got bored halfway though.

"Bad Medicine" -- Bon Jovi -- November 19, 1988

Your love is like "bad medicine" and he's addicted. Like a monkey on his back. What's with that phrase this year? I don't recognize this song. It's overproduced, it's shouty, there's too much going on, and it feels like it's trying too hard. Nope.

"Baby, I Love Your Way/ Freebird Medley" -- Will to Power -- December 3, 1988

I'm used to the 90s cover of "Baby, I Love Your Way" by Big Mountain. And I don't think I'm being biased when I say the Big Mountain version is significantly better. The lead singer of this one, a woman, is way too breathy and mannered.

The "Freebird" portion is bad. Just plain bad. The man singing is also breathy and there's absolutely no oomph. Also a lite, bouncy pop song in which the woman is singing how much she loves the man and the man's like "no I gotta be free" is blech. It does not work.

"Look Away" -- Chicago -- December 10, 1988

This was Chicago's biggest single. The narrator's ex called him to tell him she's with someone new, and he pretends to be happy for her, but wants her to look away so she doesn't see the tears of a clown -- er, no, that's a better song. Same idea though.

A heartbreak song, but I don't mind it, because it's got some blood to it. It's not slow and there's a real beat. Also Peter Cetera wasn't with Chicago any more, so Bill Champlin's the lead singer here, and he's so much better than Cetera it's ridiculous. Champlin brings some guts to the song, he doesn't sing through his nose, and he sounds truly heartbroken. Worlds better than Cetera. So it's a good enough song, if you're in the mood for that kind of thing.

"Every Rose Has Its Thorn" -- Poison -- December 24, 1988

I never minded this song before at all, but I am so sick of this kind of song at this point. Whine whine whine every cowboy sings a sad sad song. You're no Johnny Cash, dude. He said something wrong, he doesn't know what it was, they broke up and he still doesn't know why -- okay, who does this? Actually wait, I know one person who did this, and he keeps saying he has no idea why either of his wives broke up with him and I do because I was there and they told him they would break up with him if he didn't change. Over and over and over and over. And now he's like "poor me, I don't know why this happened. " He probably doesn't, either. He cannot admit fault.

Anyway, projections of my own personal trauma onto a hair metal band aside, the narrator’s ex is now with someone new and he thinks "I never meant that much to you." Maybe, maybe not. Cowboy, change your ways today.

BEST OF 1988 -- "Need You Tonight" by INXS and "Sweet Child O' Mine" by Guns N' Roses. WORST OF 1988 -- "Get Outta My Dreams, Get Into My Car" by Billy Ocean

#billboard number ones #there are a lot this year

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Description of Part 1: Matty Healy x Reader (Female) | You are a photographer, who lives in Manchester, that’s trying to make it down to London for your latest job. Your hectic morning leaves seconds to catch your train and luckily for you the 2 hour journey goes a lot faster when you have someone to make conversation with.

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A/N: Update on various info to do with the fic: In this all the band live in Manchester, not London. I’m also treating the Mexico shows on their tour as if they just weren’t there because there’s a big gap before they start in the US. I hope you all really enjoy this part, I really enjoyed writing it up. Let me know if you want to be added to the tag list for the following parts. Thanks for reading, love you all x

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Being woken up at 7 the following morning wasn’t something you had wanted or needed the day after binge drinking. You kept your eyes closed not wanting the hangover to start just yet. You were woken up by the sound of Chris banging on the kitchen counter, more than likely trying to get your best friend to wake up.

Anytime anyone, even you, fell asleep in the lounge, he did his best to annoy them into leaving. Anytime you told him to fuck off he would use the argument that it was his flat and he could do what he wanted.

Your head starts to throb when you hear Chris moaning at Y/B/F for being on the sofa. You hear him yell a nasty comment at her and the next minute you hear your door crack open and feel your friend get in bed next to you.

“Hate that fucker” She murmurs, and you smile to yourself.

“Gunna look for a new flat later and we’ll move in together and leave him high and dry” You sleepily tell her before you fall unconscious again.

When your eyes reopen, the clock in your room shows 11:47am and you let out a loud groan. The light that filled your room is blinding and you pull your duvet over your eyes to get used to the idea of being awake. You hear your best friend tapping away on her phone in the mornings silence that always takes place when you either of you stay over.

You get your phone from the table beside you, ready to look through the memes that she’s probably already tagged you in. When you unlock your phone however, you are blinded by the brightness of it which immediately intensifies your headache. You turn your brightness the lowest it will go and start looking through your phone.

After silently laughing at memes on Facebook for 10 minutes you start to look through some other apps on your phone. That’s when you see you have a few text messages and you tap on them curiously.

You roll your eyes when you see the name ‘Daddy’ pop up on your screen. You tap on the message and smile at your phone.

How’s your head this morning?

You quickly type your reply:

Morning Matty. Heads a bit fucked and feel disgusting but it’s nothing a McDonalds can’t fix. What about you? x

As soon as it sent, you loudly say, “Shit”

Your friend turns over to you and asks what was wrong and you show her your phone. She let out a loud squeal which hurt your ears and you stuff your head under the pillow.

“What’s your problem? Matty Healy is texting you and your acting like a fucking baby” Y/B/F tells you and you let out a sigh.

“I accidentally sent him a kiss, he’s going to think I want his dick even more now. For fucks sake” You say, throwing your phone to the other end of your bed.

“What do you mean ‘even more’?” She asks curiously and you look at her.

You forgot to tell her. She’s going to fucking lose it.

“Matty’s tongue may or may not have been down my throat last night, and then he punched a guy for me” You tell her, and she screams, and you head starts to bang.

After 10 minutes of you having to answer her questions, you’ve had enough and need to escape at least for a few minutes. You felt disgusting.

You walked into your flat’s shared bathroom and saw the mess that was yourself in the mirror. Your hair desperately needed brushing and your smudged make up needed to be removed.

After a good wash, you felt somewhat human again, apart from your head and stomach causing you pain. You make went back into your room and sat at the end of your bed, opposite your friend. She tells you that she’s just ordered you both your usuals from McDonalds and you couldn’t wait.

When your text alert went off, both you and your best friend stop immediately and look down at your phone. She tries to reach for it, but you got a hold of it faster.

The message read: Heads fine, just my lips are swollen but can’t seem to remember why??? Any ideas? x

You let out a loud groan and show your friend. She just starts grinning at you like a mad man.

“I don’t know what to say” You tell her almost pouting, silently pleading for her to help you.

However, she gets herself up and out of bed and heads out of your room, presumably to the toilet.

“You can’t go to the bathroom now I need your help” You shout after her, but she doesn’t reply.

You stare at your phone for a minute before deciding it was just best for you to reply sarcastically. You hesitate before pressing send but then you thought, ‘fuck it’.

If worse came to worst, you could say you were still drunk when you next saw him.

I don’t know, I seem to recall you getting lucky and having the best pull of your life 😂 How’s your hand? (Sorry again) x

Whilst your friend was still out of the room, you got yourself changed into some comfy clothes and thankfully the food arrives a 10 minutes later. You and Y/B/F just started eating the fatty food when your phone goes off again.

Well I wouldn’t go quite that far but glad to know that’s how you felt about it. The hands fine, the dick had it coming. Stop apologising xx

You quickly reply:

Okay sorry😂 And don’t get ahead of yourself Matty, wasn’t that good… I’ve had better things in my mouth, like this…

You send a picture of your McDonalds before you carry on eating it. You and your best friend gossip about last night’s antics and about the band.

She kept of telling you about how cute Ross was, but then she would change to Adam, and then to George. She tells you that she caught Matty staring at you a few times and you shake your head.

You didn’t believe a word.

Matty’s next reply came a few minutes later and it made you nearly choke on your food.

We’ll just have to try harder next time then, won’t we? x

You and Matty ended up chatting on and off for the rest of the day and you were getting excited to start doing what you loved every day. When you texted Alec about having to quit at the bar, he told you that he didn’t want to see you in again unless you were having a drink yourself. He even told you that you didn’t have to work your shift that night which you felt relieved about.

You spent the day looking at new flats and found a good one that you and Y/F/N could share, and you started packing up your stuff. You were just going to leave and not tell Chris, you’d had enough of his bullshit over the years and you had only ever been his roommate because of how cheap it was. You luckily didn’t have a contract with him so you couldn’t wait to leave.

The next day, you went to view the new flat with your best friend and you were beyond excited. You thankfully had enough money from the ballet photography to put a deposit down on the place, and by the time the rent was due the money from Dirty Hit would already be in your bank.

However, Y/B/F told you that she didn’t feel like she had enough money to move in with you because of how expensive it was. The place was big and a little posh, but you just agreed with her that it now wasn’t a problem for you, and she could just give you what she was paying now.

She was your best friend and you’d always spoken about living with her one day. You were just happy that you’d finally caught a break you could make that dream come true for you both.

You managed to get her to completely agree to move in with you when you told he she could have the bigger bedroom because you would be away a lot. Not that you minded, you’d rather be on tour with your favourite band.

When Monday rolls around, you were packed up completely and couldn't wait to move in later after work. You had texted George the day before to see what time they wanted you at the studio.

Matty had told you 7am but you somehow didn’t believe him. You got there at 10am, like George had told you, and you had bought the guys a coffee each and picked up some chocolate.

When you walk in the boys all looked pleased to see you. You were dressed in skinny black jeans with an oversized black hoodie on and your hair was in a messy bun at the top of your head. If you hadn’t of done your make up like usual you were certain they would have thought you were a tramp.

Your belief was confirmed by Ross smirking over to you, asking if you were, “Still rough?”

You sent a sarcastic laugh his way as you rested the coffees down on the coffee table in the middle of the sofas. You were in a really good mood and felt like your life was in order.

You never thought you’d be so excited for a first day at a new job.

“I’m actually fine, thanks for asking Ross” You tell him as you hand him his coffee and distributed the other ones to the other lads.

They all thank you and you just can’t take the smile off your face. You then remember the chocolate bars that were in the pocket of your hoodie and grab one.

You get the attention of the man with brown curly hair and throw it to him.

He catches it and smiles up at you realising it was the same as the one you gave him on the train. You playfully wink at him before taking a bite out of your own.

“So, Y/N, what did you do with your weekend?” George asks as he moved towards the mixing desk.

“It’s been productive actually” You tell him before taking a sip of your cappuccino.

“Chris was a fucking dick to Y/B/F on Saturday morning, so I’ve decided to move. I’ve even put deposit down on a place yesterday and I’m gunna start moving my stuff over later today”

You take a seat next to Adam and start to get your laptop and camera out as the guys ask you numerous questions about your living situation with Chris. You tell them everything they want to know, like why you lived with him anyway and they asked if you needed any help moving.

You tell them that you’d be fine because Alec was going to be helping you. When you told Alec about your plans, he insisted that he would help you.

Once you chat for a few minutes, you start taking a few pictures of them being normal people instead of rockstars. They didn’t seem to mind that you’d started snapping pictures of them.

Ross pulled a few silly faces at you and Matty lay across his free sofa saying, “Paint me like one of your French girls”.

You couldn't stop laughing at him when he said that and after you brought the picture back up on your camera, you show it to Adam. He also seems amused by the picture, especially when you zoom in on Matty’s face.

“Sexy” Adam states, and you hum in fake agreement.

The face he pulled made him look as if he’d been modelling for years. Which you guess he sort of had because of all the photoshoots the band had done over the years.

George starts the boys off the day by asking Adam if he wanted to do another take of something which he agreed to immediately. You watch as Adam went into the recording booth and you stood up to watch but George waves you over to the desk.

You stand behind him and watch as Adam picks up his guitar through the glass window that separates you. Ross takes a seat on the sofa behind you and Matty goes to the other side of the desk and drags his chair over next to George.

As he’s about to take his seat, you quickly move in front it from the other side. You smirk up at him and victoriously grin, “Awh, thanks Matty”

Matty looks down at you with wide eyes and you maintain eye contact, grinning at him. Ross and George let out an extremely loud laugh at the situation they just saw unfold.

George chuckles, “I fuckin’ love her”

“Awh yes! Best buddy George” You smile at him

He wraps an arm around your shoulder which you lean in to, appreciating the side hug. You look up at Matty, still grinning, and he just shakes his head at you and turns his attention towards Adam who’s strums his guitar in the next room.

George lets go of you and returns to tapping away on the computer and telling Adam to the “Go for it” over the microphone. You watch what he does in awe because you had no idea what all the different bars on the screen meant or why he kept fiddling with the buttons on the mixing desk.

When Adam starts playing riff on the electric guitar you lent back in your chair and watched as the screen picks up the recording and sound waves were now appearing. You averted your attention to Adam playing and you couldn’t keep the smile off your face. You take a couple of photos of him through the window but make sure the flash was off, so you didn’t distract him

When you put your camera down on the table, you feel Matty rest his hands on the back of your chair which makes you lean further into your seat. You tilt your head back and look up at him, he looks down at you and smile.

After a second, you pick your head back up and carry on watching Adam now doing an awesome guitar solo and you got more excited.

Matty took his hands off your seat and then starts to pull the pins out of your hair that were holding your bun in place. After a few seconds, Matty had collected all the pins from your head and it was now messily down.

Luckily it was freshly washed and straightened, you just wanted it out of your way for moving later on.

However, Matty starts to ruffle it up by running his fingers through it. Despite his actions being extremely smoothing, you tilt your head back to look at him again but this time you shoot him an annoyed glare, but you couldn’t keep the smile off your face.

His fingers continue to mess up your hair, taking handfuls of it at a time and tugging it through his fingers. You shake your head slightly when he pokes his tongue out at you and you let out a small laugh before returning your attention towards the music that was being made.

George then looks towards you and you smile brightly at him, but you see his eyes go to your head, then up to Matty, and then presumably over to Ross. Once his gaze as returns to you, you roll your eyes at him in jest as to what Matty is doing to you.

George laughs, “Mate, you aren’t going to annoy her out of her seat like that. She’s enjoying it”

Matty’s hands then immediately leave you hair and you let out a gasp at George.

“Best buddy George, that’s not cool outing me like that… Getting a free head massage there” You say in jest and nudge him slightly.

You both laugh and you run your own fingers through your hair to flatten it down. Matty plonks a stool in-between the two of you and he looks towards you annoyed.

You giggle to yourself as the music stops and George stops the recording a moment later.

“Come and listen Hann” Matty says through the microphone and he makes his way into the room again, perching on the back of the sofa near Ross.

“Wait, am I about to hear a new song?” You ask excitedly, clasping your hands together and your face is beaming with excitement. They all look at you with grins on their faces and George lets out a little laugh.

“Yeah we thought we had it done earlier but Hann found something he wasn’t happy with… Are you prepared for the finished product?” Matty asks.

You clear your throat and run a hand through your hair. Then you sit up straight and release a deep breath before saying, “Alright, my body is ready”

They all laugh at you, and Matty grins, “Funny you should say that”

You give him a questioning look not understanding, but George chuckles before pressing play.

You put a hand over your mouth in an attempt to hide your grin from them. You swivel your chair around, so they are all in your field of vision and they all seem to be waiting for your approval.

As the music starts, you hear what sounds to you like muddled guitar notes, yet it sounds really tranquil. Especially when a females angelic vocals start accompanying it.

After that, guitar chords start playing straight after each other with the last being sustained until it starts over again, creating a slow riff. You already love it and it hadn't even kicked in yet.

Just after the riff was played twice though the drums kicked in and you couldn't help but look to George. He grinned at you as the song began properly and you were already nodding your head along to the beat.

You can’t even deny how much you love it. It is quite literally music to your ears, and you end up laughing when you look at Adam and Ross.

They are all chuckling at your reaction, and your jaw ends up dropping when you hear the sax come into the song. You look to Ross when that part is finished and say loudly, “Waughy fucking kills it!” and you bite your lip seeing how they all seem to be enjoying your reaction.

You can’t help but catch Matty’s eyes when the chorus comes in and you hear Matty sing, “Maybe I would like you better if you took off your clothes”

When it gets to John Waugh’s sax solo, you lose any sense of control you once had. You start playing air saxophone along with the music, still bopping your head up and down and each one of them lets out a laugh and you start laughing as well.

When it ends with the 3 beats, your head is hurting but you’re so excited.

“I fucking love it so much!” You beam at them all and they all chuckle again.

“If you’re gunna be like this every time we play a new song, this could be a very interesting year” Ross says, and you hold your hands up.

“Well Matty knew how obsessed I was before I became employed to photograph you… But yeah don’t be surprised if I end up jumping up and down whilst you’re performing”

“I expect to see that” Adam says, and you promise him that he would.

“I’ll save a dance just for you Adam I promise” You grin.

“Right Hann…” Matty starts, “Are you happy with that one or do you want one more?”

“I think I can do it better, one more time” He says and goes back into the other room. Once it’s recorded again and Adam is happy with it they all took a seat on the sofas.

You were still so excited from hearing the new song that you really wanted more.

“Georgeee, Mattyyyy, Rossss, Adammm” You drag their names out with a clear cheeky smile on your face.

They all looked towards you confused as to why you were acting like that. This was the happiest they had ever seen you, not that they had much to go on.

“What?” Matty asked blatantly.

“Can I pleaseeee listen to the Notes On A Conditional From version of The 1975 by The 1975. Pleaseee” You plead.

You watch as they all look at each other debating if they actually would or not. You saw smiles on Ross’ and Adams faces as they looked between George and Matty.

Matty turns back around to you with a smile on his face and says, “No”

Your smile falls and you looked at them with pleading eyes. “Guys please… I bought you coffee” You say to try and get them to give in, but they were having any of it.

“Bribery will get you nowhere Y/N” Ross jokes, and you pout when they get up to go back to work and you take a seat on one of the free sofas.

Your back to joking around with them in no time and you watch them as they get on with what they had to do. Later in the day, you’re playing with the settings on your camera and when notice Ross sat across from you playing a few notes on the bass. You adjust the focus on the camera, so he looks pristine and go to take the picture.

However, Matty decided in at that moment he would jump over the back of sofa you were on. You look towards him immediately sending a glare his way and he just smiled cheekily at you. You let out a huff and go to take the picture of Ross again leaving Matty to be Matty.

When you take it and check that it’s actually good you go back to looking for something else to take. You can feel Matty’s eyes on you as you look for something else to photograph and when you can’t immediately see anything you look back towards him and smile.

Your Y/E/C eyes connect with his brown ones and he smiles at you. You stay like that for a few seconds, just simply enjoying the others company. But then your attention is then diverted to George playing about with bits of music on the computer and carry on taking pictures.

After a few minutes, you turn your attention back to Matty and see that he’s now got his head resting on the back of the sofa and his eyes are closed. He looks like he’d fallen asleep but he still had a big smile on his face. He looks adorable and you quickly snap a picture of him like that.

Before you even remove your eye from the camera lens, you see that he’s opened his eyes and is giving you a playful dirty look. Your softly giggling when he pulls his tongue out at you, but you make the most of it and quickly get a picture of him like that too.

You then move the camera away from your eye and quickly go to look at it. After bringing the preview up, you cannot keep the smile from your face.

You laugh as you show it to him, and Matty smiles back at you. You end up getting your laptop out and start editing the good pictures you’d taken.

All of the boys had come over to you one by one throughout the day to observe what you were up to. They asked you quite a few questions as well which you happily answered.

By the time they were all calling it quits for the day, you’d uploaded the one of Matty’s adorable face to your Instagram.

You’d changed it to black and white which make it seem more peaceful. Within an hour of tagging him in the picture you’d received hundreds of new followers and thousands of likes.

It was mind-blowing. You definitely wouldn’t get used to that attention anytime soon.

~*~*~*~

The weeks seemed to fly by as you photographed the boys. Within the first week you’d managed to move into your new flat peacefully and abandoned Chris.

You’d blocked his number from your phone and left him a wordy message on the counter along with your keys. You’d managed to get all of your stuff out of the flat whilst Chris was doing the late shift’s at work, so you were extremely happy you didn’t have to deal with his bullshit anymore.

You felt free and you felt like you’d accumulated a new family.

The guys had been awesome with you, considering you were sort of invading their space. You quickly realised that the first day you were with them, they had been acting very civilised toward each other because they were in your company.

However, as the weeks went by their true colours started to show. The boys still acted like a bunch of teenaged lads, shouting at each other and getting annoyed if something was in their way.

Matty was the worst for it.

If something was on the floor or in his way, he would yell at whoever it was that it belonged to. You’d been a target a few times for leaving your rucksack on the floor near the sofa or on the coffee table. It was funny seeing them in their natural habitat, always getting on each other’s nerves.

You definitely wouldn’t get bored of their antics and how something different happened each day. When you walked in one morning, they had played the song you’d so desperately asked them for really loud and you practically threw your bags on the sofa screaming along, “GO DOWN GO DOWN SOFT SOUND!”

You were stood near the computer with your arms raised as if praying to god as you screamed the lyrics. Thankfully they were playing the music that loud that the boys definitely wouldn’t have been able to hear how awful you sounded.

They had left you in a hyper mood for the rest of that day and you were beyond excited to eventually hear the rest of the album. You already knew it was going to be amazing.

When they had dropped the first single off Notes on a Conditional Form you all spent most of the day looking though social media seeing what people thought about it. You had adored it when they first played it for you.

People was a true bop. Not what you were expecting by any means, but you actually really liked it.

Definitely a good way to start off the new tour and you could already visualise the crowd buzzing when the drums kicked in. But you think that Give Yourself A Try would always be your favourite opener.

You shared with them all the funny comment that you were finding and at one point you and Ross started saying the same one out loud and you both burst out laughing before even finishing the comment. You’d made loads of fun memories with them whilst being in the studio as well

One time, you and Adam were sat on the sofa next to each other and he had one of his guitars in his hands. Out of nowhere he started playing the start of Girls. Your head shot around and looked at him with wide eyes.

“Oh my god” You said in shock.

“That was everything, please do it again?” You asked and you intently watched as he did it.

When you gasped, the boys around you chuckled. They all loved how enthusiastic you were about their music. When you asked Adam if he would teach you to play it, he agreed immediately and you were over the moon.

Every other day, when you both found yourselves having nothing to do, he went and got his guitar and you borrowed Matty’s. He taught you all the basic chords first and made you practice them which was tedious at first.

But after a few weeks, you felt yourself getting better and he only moved on to start leaning the song you could play all the chords from memory. It was like a game for you. Adam would say a chord and you would play it for him. It was only a week before the tour was due to start that he’d started teaching you the actual song.

You and George had quickly become the best friends that you joked about. You found yourself annoying him most of the time when you were bored, and he would do the same to you.

At one point, George was at his desk and you were next to him as you watched and listened to Matty record some vocals for a song named Playing On My Mind. You were taking pictures of him through the window and he kept winking at you as he sang.

You ended up leaving the pictures for another time because you didn’t know how much more of Matty’s flirting you could take.The flirting had been going on for a long while and you were playing it off as if it was nothing.

You played along the odd time to keep the banter up and it was funny when you pied him off to sit with Ross. His face was brilliant when Ross pulled you into him and you didn’t move out of his grip like you had done 5 minutes previously with Matty.

You turned your camera off and put it down on the desk and watched as George started sliding things on the mixing desk and twisting dials.

“What does that do?” You asked every time he adjusted something, and he explained everything in the simplest way he could.

He told you that you could slide something up for him and when you did it, he cheered and explained what you just did.

You looked at him and said, “Awesome I can say I produced a 1975 song now.” George let out a loud laugh and you started chuckling along with him.

“I’m being serious George” You half laughed as you nudged his shoulder playfully.

His hair fell over the side of his face as he looked back towards you. He was so adorable, you loved his long hair.

“I expect to be credited” You state with a serious expression but then you both end up laughing. George joked saying that he would make sure you were credited for that one thing you did in the song.

Matty and you had grown to be good friends the past few weeks as well. He was extremely sassy with you and there was constant flirting between the two of you, but you knew it was all just for a laugh.

You always found yourself in situations with the man though. One time you were all watching a movie together in the studio and you were resting your back against him chest as you were sat in between his legs.

Your head was resting on his chest and he was holding you against him with one of his loving headlocks. You were so comfortable that time that you nearly fell asleep on him.

Other cute moments like that had happened between the two of you all the time.

For example, the previous week Matty had found a red sharpie and was looking desperately looking for something to colour in. You were waving a blank piece of paper at him when he noticed your tattoo again. He practically begged you to let him colour the roses in and you didn’t have the heart to tell him no.

You were all currently in the studio sat eating a McDonalds chatting away to each other.

“You ready for Monday Y/N/N?” Adam asks and you laugh.

Monday was the day you were all flying to Arizona to start the tour. You were all being flown over a week early and you weren’t prepared at all.

“God no, I haven’t even started packing yet” You tell them honestly before biting into your burger.

They then all tell you different things that they have found that they’ve needed over the years of them touring and you made a mental note of the necessities.

“Yeah that’s all good, but are you all prepared for two months of constant me?” You ask them with a cheeky grin

However, you aren't impressed when they all groan.

“Hey!” You laugh, “I’m great to live with”

You look around them and see them all smiling at what you said, well, all except for Matty. He was looking at you with disbelief written all over his features.

“I’m gunna stay with Rome” Matty announces and George and Ross agree.

“Fine by me, Adam’s my favourite anyway” You grin.

You smile at Adam and he sends a playful wink back at you causing you to softly giggle. He may be your new mate but he was still Adam Hann, so you tried to hide your cheeks going hot as best you could.

“Thought we were best friends?” George asks you whilst putting his arm around your shoulder.

You pick up your phone showing your disinterest and say, “We were” not looking at him.

He pulls you into him some more and you end up falling into his chest. You pretend like it’s not one of the best feelings ever and start kicking up a fuss.

“For fucks sake, why do you and Matty feel the need to put me in headlocks. Do you have some weird kink or something?” You ask.

You can just about see Matty because of your impaired vision as George has now trapped you against his chest with his arm around your neck.

You see the curly haired brunette smirk in your direction before he says, “Yeah it’s a choking one, get used to it”

~*~*~*~*~*~

You were petrified. You had never felt so much pressure in your life. The guys were sat around on sofas in front of you and they were just chatting as if nothing was about to happen.

However, you could hear the rumble from the crowd as they sang along to Pale Waves music and Rome, who was the sweetest guy ever, had just walked in to wish the guys luck.

But other than that, the room that you were all in backstage was completely silent. Everything but your boot tapping away nervously on the ground.

George was sat opposite you swirling drum sticks around his fingers and Adam was next to him and looked as if he was asleep. Ross was pacing around the room in circles and Matty was sat next to you.

It felt like the calm before the storm and you felt sick. You could feel your heart pounding in your chest and your hands were sweaty from holding your camera. You swallow and let out a sigh, wiping your hands on your jeans wishing something would just distract you.

Your brain was on overdrive with a million questions running through your head at once.

What if you couldn’t get a decent shot all night? What happened if the pictures you took weren’t good enough for Jamie? What if you weren't good enough?

You would get sacked and you would lose your new flat and you would be homeless. The boys hadn’t even been round to see it yet and you were going to lose it and lose them at the same time.

You were spiralling and you were starting to panic, but thankfully Matty was observant. Matty had noticed your leg bouncing up and down for the past 5 minutes.

It was slow at first when he’d started to focus on your movements. He noticed how you moved your hair back behind your ear every time it fell forward and how you kept checking your camera to make sure everything was working.

Matty could feel the anxiety pouring out of you and he didn’t know what to say to help you. This was second nature to him now so he did the only thing he could think that may give you some comfort.

Matty took a hold of your hand and held it tightly. He didn’t look at you as he did so, he just wanted you to know that he was there and that he understood.

You look towards Matty and you felt his grip on your hand tighten slightly, but he didn’t make eye contact with you. You felt as if he was alleviating your stress by a simple act of kindness.

You smile in his direction and clutch his hand tightly. Matty saw that you had stopped anxiously moving around and you were now perfectly still.

You both stay in that tranquil state for the next 5 minutes and you felt at ease. Matty’s thumb had started caressing the back of your hand and your mind had now gone numb.

However, when a runner came in and gave you the 5-minute call your heart rate picked up again and your grip on Matty’s hand tightened as you took a deep breath.

He returns the pressure before he lets go of your hand when you get up. You look down at him with grateful eyes and he could see you silently thanking him.

He innocently winked up at you with a smile on his face and nods his head. You look around to the other boys whose attentions were now on you.

“Good luck out there guys” You smile.

“Adam, I’ll do that dance for you during Love Me so keep an eye out” You laugh as you make your way to the door.

You look back and blow a kiss at them before you say, “Look pretty for me boys”

When you make it out and stand in front of the stage you see that you’re going to have to manoeuvre through the cameramen that litter around the stage. You look to the crowd and see the excited faces of the girls at the front and they flash smiles in your direction. You can feel the buzz in the room because they all know it’s nearly time.

You felt like you were at one of their concerts again. Listening to the Love Theme that was playing, feeling your accelerated heartbeat and hearing the chatter of thousands of other people around you. Now you just had the privilege of not being shoved around whilst still getting the best view.

Before you even had time to think the background music had faded and their iconic theme was starting to play, and you couldn’t help but shout along. When the strobe lights started you got your camera ready and you could see their forms come out from backstage and take their positions.

When they start playing decided you would try and get pictures of George first because you didn’t want all of his pictures to consist of him being a sweaty mess. As the start of People started playing you couldn’t help but get lost in the music.

You found yourself singing along as you started taking pictures. You could feel the vibrations drums hitting your body. You tried to lean against the stage to focus your camera on him, but you could feel the sturdy structure vibrating.

You managed to get a few decent photos of him and decided that later you would just go back stage and get some closer ones. You got a few of Matty really quickly as you couldn't really not do. This was the first time they had done the song live and you knew Jamie would want pictures of him singing it.

After you got a few though, your attention diverted to the other boys. You got a really good one of Ross that you knew he would be pleased with later on.

You got a few more of him before switching to Adam. You were at the centre of the stage taking a picture of him when the lights went out after the first song had finished and the crowd erupted.

It was scary how much noise was being projected from the thousands of people around you but at the same time it increased the adrenaline pumping through your system. You could hear the boys start playing TooTime and when the lights came back on you looked to your left and saw Matty dancing.

You let out a chuckle and quickly took a picture of George whilst directly in front of him. Thankfully, you managed to get it just in time before Matty walked back over and walked in front of your camera.

You looked up at him and he made eye contact with you as he started to sing the song. You could see the humour in them, confirming that he did actually want to ruin the picture.

Matty watches as you start to singing along to TooTime with him. He could see the excitement in your features, the big grin on your lips, wild looking eyes, and you nodding your head up and down to the beat.

He quickly winked at you and went back to entertaining.

From your position you managed to get pictures of the other 3 boys easily. You decided Matty was easy to photograph, you would get the best ones of him later on.

However, Matty had other ideas.

He’d not noticed you point the camera at him once, so when he had to go to the middle of the stage so the Jaiy twins could join him, he quickly came over to the front of the stage and ruffled your hair. You were so confused because you were in the middle of taking a picture of Ross and hadn’t even seen him come over.

You look up at him, not really caring about your hair just wondering why he did it. When your eyes met his you saw him make a camera sign with his hands and then point to himself. You shook your head at him laughing but you pick up your camera and point it up at him.

You take a few of him and the twins moving together in sync and then some of him when he ran to either side of the stage to get the audience going. You could hear them screaming when he danced, and you just laughed.

You were literally them 4 months ago and would have done the exact same thing.

As the concert continues on, you find yourself having the time of your life. You felt like you were getting decent pictures and you got to watch your favourite band perform your favourite songs at the same time. When you heard the start of Love Me start playing you let out a scream along with the rest of the crowd.

You manoeuvre towards Adam’s side of the stage and start jumping up and down and messing around. You giggle when Adam looks up from his guitar and make eye contacts with you.

It’s even cuter when his grin doesn’t leave his face the whole time he’s playing. You’re certain that he let out a laugh at your giddy dancing too.

You quickly take a few pictures of him like that before you head back over to Ross. Before you went backstage to get some pictures of George, you took a few more of Matty dancing in front of the crowd and then disappear into the sea of crew members.

You went to the right side of the stage and start taking pictures of George. You were getting some awesome ones of him and his hair flying around everywhere. You had just started to take another few when you heard a crew member start yelling for someone to give Matty his stuff.

No one seemed to be listening to him so you just said you would do it.

You let your camera dangle over your shoulder as you take the rucksack, the rabbit hat, and the headphones from the very grateful man. You watch as he ran off to do something else and you turn your attention towards the stage.

Within 30 seconds, Love Me had ended and Matty was in front of you. He smiles when he sees you and you help him slip the green backpack on. When he turns back around, you put the hat on him, covering up his sweaty wild curls, and he then slips the headphones on over it.

Matty leans forward and asks you, “You having fun?”

“Yeah, you’re all fucking awesome” You tell him shouting down his ear over the noise of the crowd.

You feel his hand on your waist to steady himself and you rest your hand on his shoulder. You can hear the opening chords to Sincerity is Scary start playing and your pat his shoulder.

“Get back out there you” You tell him and move away slightly to smile at him.

You hear him say, “Wish me luck” before he quickly he pecks the side of your mouth.

Your taken aback by his actions but you can’t help but smile at him as he runs back on stage. You feel your face heat up a bit, but you ignore it and turn yourself back around to go down to the front of the stage again.

You thankfully don’t have time to over think Matty’s kiss because the concert takes over your mind completely. When they started playing Robbers, Matty says his little speech and you give yourself this one song to just enjoy their music.

You love the song with the whole of your heart and something in the room changes when they started singing it. It was magical.

Multiple things happened throughout the concert that you don’t think you would ever forget. For example, when you make eye contact with Ross and he motioned for you to look behind you and all you could see was a sea of stars. It was extraordinary and you try to get as many pictures of it as you could.

When they sang Fallingforyou, Matty gets down onto the floor so you manage to get some close up pictures of him there. But you knew what was about to happen. He’s done it at each concert he’d performed the song at, which was pretty much all of them.

The only time you recall he hadn’t done it was on the I Like It When You Sleep tour, but you presumed that was only because he was going out with Gabby.

You watch him as he picked his prey from the front of the crowd but for some reason you couldn’t bring yourself to take a picture of it.

You turn away from him and start to take pictures of George whilst Matty wasn’t in your way. You can hear the commotion from the crowd behind you and you look to the screens on either side of the stage that show Matty kissing a random girl.

You avert your gaze immediately, trying not to let it bother you but the flirting and the playfulness you’d received over the past few months all came back to mind. You were starting to let jealousy get the better of you, but you force yourself to swallow it down.

You smile brightly towards Ross as you take his picture, and you loved the way his how sweaty head of hair hung over his face as he played. He looked really attractive.

The concert seemed to be quickly come to an end after that moment. You put it down to the buzz of Chocolate, The Sound and Sex being played after each other.

You wouldn’t even deny that you sang along loudly to each one as you continued to take your pictures.

Before they left the stage, you managed to get a few pictures of them all before the room went dark and Goodbye was plastered on the screen in front of you, with the blatant voice telling the crowd to leave.

As the droning “Goodbye” continued on, you made your way back up to the room you were all sat in before the show started. As you start walking, you felt how hot and sweaty you’d gotten. You felt disgusting but your adrenaline was so high that you didn’t really care.

As you walk back into the room you were greeted with a big hug from Ross who seemed to be buzzing with energy. You hug him back tightly, telling him how awesome he was before you then moved on to Adam who was eagerly awaiting a hug from you.

As he embraces you, he says over the noisy room, “Loved the dance.”

You hug him tighter and grin, “Just for you Adam I promise”

Once he let go of you, you were then embraced from behind in a headlock and you knew from the second his skin touched yours that it was Matty. You smile and try to look around him whilst holding onto his arm with your hands.

You feel him place a kiss on your cheek as you try your best to look at the singer. You laugh and quickly remove yourself from the headlock so you can turn to give him a proper hug.

Your hands go around his neck and his go around your waist meaning that when he attempted it, it was really easy to pick you up and spin you around.

You were a giggling mess when he put you down and he asks, “Did you enjoy yourself?”

“Of course, I fucking did!” You said loudly and he laughed releasing you from his grip. “You were amazing”

“Thank you Darling” Matty grins at you before tucking a piece of your slightly sweaty hair back behind your ear where he knew you liked it being.

After giving him an appreciative smile, you look around for George, but you notice that he isn’t in the room.

Matty seems to notice who you’re looking for, so he informs you, “He’s gone for a shower… He was very sweaty”

You nod understandingly, saying “Same” and Matty grins back at you.

He pulls you into another hug and says into your ear, “We can be sweaty messes together” and you shake your head and bite your lip.

You let out a soft chuckle and raise your eyebrows at him suggestively. Matty grins back at you but them your attention is diverted to the door.

George walks into the room shirtless with just his blue jeans on. His hair was dripping wet and you see his damp, chiselled chest glistening with droplets of water running down it.

You don’t even attempt to stop yourself from looking at him up and down. You’d seen pictures before, but he’d toned up since the last you’d seen. He looked fucking amazing.

Before you even realise what you say, the words escape from your lips, “Fuck me”

All eyes in the room were now on you and you let out nervous laughter and Matty’s dropped his grip on your waist.

Thankfully, George laughs and says, “Get over here then” raising his arms out to you.

You walk over to him and he embraces you into a bear hug and he refuses to let you go. You certainly didn’t mind about that, you'd stay there all night if he’d let you.

“Well done out there G” You say as you let go of him.

“Hope you got some good pictures of me Y/N/N” George tells you as he puts on a new shirt.

‘Goodbye beautiful muscles’ You think selfishly.

You chuckle, “Don’t worry, I got you all covered”

You all start having random little conversations about the gig and they talk about how awesome it was. They all get excited when someone mentions how the audience went wild when they started singing She’s American.

You laugh and say, “Yeah, it’s funny though because like they are all singing it yet insulting themselves at the same time”

They all agree with you and then something sprang to mind, and you couldn’t stop yourself from asking. Whether it was a jealous part of you coming out or some other unknown reason, you found the words leaving your mouth.

“How was the American girl for you Matty? Good pull?” You ask.

His brown eyes meet yours and your heart drops when he confirms, “Yeah, she was good”

But a second later your heart skipped a beat when he smiles, “But not as good as you”

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

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