// SHE WAY OUT //

"No way! This is so amazing charl, I'm so happy for you!" I smiled, I felt like I hadn't stopped smiling since that night. Everything was falling into place and for the first time in such a long time, I felt like the hole in my life was finally being filled.

"Thank you Grace. How's George?" Grace and I were at a coffee shop by our apartment, I was filling her in on the events of last night.

"We spoke last night at the party and we both agreed that we should just be friends, it was just a fling." She said it like it was nothing, but I knew she was hurt.

"Oh Grace I'm so sorry."

"No it's fine honestly, I mean it's better this way. At least I can say I've hooked up with George Daniel the drummer from the 1975 right?" I laughed, I couldn't help but laugh.

"Always look on the bright side right?" I said sipping my coffee.

//

"Hey darling." It still gave me goosebumps every time he said that. He opened his arms and took me in for a hug before lifting my chin up to face him before he kissed me. His hands brushing through my blonde curls.

"Have I ever told you how much I like your hair?" He asked. My hair resembled a little girls doll's hair, all frizzy and uncontrollable and no matter how many times you brushed it, it would still be untameable. I smiled up at him. He moved to the side and gestured for me to walk into his and George's apartment,

"Ma'lady," he said, I giggled like a little 12 year old girl and then covered my mouth to stop myself, he laughed at my failure in containing the giggle.

"Where's George?" I asked,

"He's out," Matty smirked before pouring me a glass of wine and handing it to me.

"Matthew Timothy Healy are you trying to get me drunk?" He smiled this time, the Matty smile that made me fall in love with him.

"So what if I am Charlotte May Abrahams?" I took a sip of my wine and walked over to him and kissed him on his lips. I liked how I could do that, how I could kiss him when I wanted, how I could say what I wanted to him, he was mine.

"So Charlie, how does it feel to be the girl friend of a pop star?" The word girl friend made me want to cry with happiness, but I contained myself.

"First of all I can't believe you just referred to yourself as a pop star and second of all you cocky prick." I hit his arm playfully.

"I want to drop out of uni." I said it without thinking, but I knew that it was what I wanted. I hated law it wasn't what I wanted to do.

"Good, I said from the start you don't look like a law kind of gal. What are you going to do instead?" I was silent for a while before I answered, I thought about what I wanted to do and the truth was,

"I have no idea," I said, he didn't answer, instead he sat on his couch and patted the space by him to gesture for me to go sit by him. I sat next to him and he put his arm around me and I rested my head on his chest.

"Did you always know you wanted to be a musician?" I ask him,

"Yes." He replied with no hesitation and no moment in-between. "It was as easy as that for me, I knew nothing other than music. It was the only thing I was ever good at. There was nothing else I was ever going to do." I sighed, it was so easy for him and I wish it was that easy for me.

"I have to tell my parents." I groaned thinking about it. I hadn't seen my parents in a while. I mean we spoke a lot over the phone and stuff, but I had avoided going to see them and going back to my house. It wasn't the same without Tommy their, his stuff was still in his room I knew that for a fact. My parents didn't throw out any of his stuff even when he moved out they kept his room exactly the same and then after he died my parents gathered all his things from his apartment and put them back in his old room. I know my mother wouldn't throw out Tommy's stuff.

"Will you come with me?" I asked Matty.

"I don't know Charlie, what if your parents don't like me?" I laughed at him. "What why are you laughing?" He asked, the cool boy I knew wasn't always cool. He had his insecurities.

"They'll love you Matty."