Loving you is...
Matty feels emotional before a show. He lets his gf know how much she means to him.
A/N: Wasn't planning to post, but here we are. Hope you like it guys ♥
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Warning: fluff, pre-show anxiety, typos.
“You are so unaware of how beautiful you in fact are.” Matty expressed, after taking a drag from his cigarette.
She looked at him, taking a peek around the empty back side of the arena. Matty insisted her to tag along with him. He was letting his nerves got the best of him, she wanted to ease it somehow. The girl decided that maybe the best way was to keep him company.
“Next album's name?” She teased him.
Jokes were a way to comfort each other. Since they were friends until after, Matty confessed his feelings for her and asked to be his boyfriend. They had a long list of inside jokes. She smiled, staring at his uneasy silhouette.
“Ha-ha…no,” Matty moved his tie from side to side, not happy with the position of it. “The new album…” He continued saying. “Your album-“
“Matt-“ Matty’s girlfriend protested.
They had the conversation about him writing about her multiple times along the years. She wasn’t all too comfortable with the idea. It wasn’t like she felt ungrateful, on the contrary. Even though, thinking about strangers and not so strangers know about the love she was happy to feel and live without the rest of the world knowing, made her mind spiral.
“It’s going to be more conceptual,” Matty kept going, because he was adamant to write an entire album about her, about the love of his life. “Because you like those more. The name it’s going to be shorter probably…still thinking about it.” He admitted to her, as well as he tried -expecting her not to notice- to bring her onboard.
“You are going to do it, huh?” She smiled wide at him. It was so hard to be mad at him for longer than five minutes.
“‘Course baby…who else I’m going to write about if it’s not you?”
“Don’t know…politics?” She shrugged her shoulders, folding her arms in front of her body.
“I can add a pinch of that, but no,…it’s going to be about-” Matty brought her into a hug. “Founding the person you want to spend the rest of your life with. And not in a vague, empty, stereotyped way…” He went into a spiral of words, explaining his idea. “Really, it’s going to be about founding you.” Matty stated, leaving a sweet kiss on her nose. “You're not the other half missing, as I’m not that for you either. It’s this thing I feel-” He patted his chest, on the place his heart was. “When I’m with you…about feeling, in a way, complete. Also, you make me better, I want to be better when I’m with you…be better for you-“
“There’s no one better for me than you, Matty.” She spoke lower, so only he can hear, even when they were alone.
“I know…I know now! Sharing this life with you lights up everything…and I don’t want to say that every past pain, ended relationship, was worth it because I would found you at the end, but it was- It is.” Matty let his girlfriend know. “I’m sorry, I’m getting emotional, and ramble like a fuckin’ idiot.” Matty apologized, running his hand through his curls.
“Don’t be sorry…come here…” She managed to pull him in a tight hug without spilling the tears polling in her eyes.
Matty pulled slowly back, to rest his forehead on hers.
“I love you so much…and words aren’t enough. I’ve never imaged I can feel this deep about someone. I do now.”
“I love you too, baby.”
“Please don’t leave me, ever.” He pleaded, wearing his feeling on the sleeve of his shirt.
“I won’t.” His girlfriend promised.
“Spend eternity with me?”
She let a cute laugh out. “Sure, sounds like a nice plan!”
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