Bromley Academy- A One Direction/District3 Love Story

Ally has moved from her home in Sydney, Australia, to Croydon on the outskirts of London. She's starting off at a new Boarding Academy called Bromley Academy London, where she is studying music. On her first day, she makes friends with a group of musical prodigys, and it seems like there's love at first sight. Is everything what it seems, or will a dirty little secret ruin her new frienships?


36. He knew.





"I can't believe the school year's over!" Cher said, bouncing around on my bed. I laughed and flopped over next to her. My bag was packed and sitting by the door, and Dani was in the midst of folding her school skirts and shoving them into the corner of her suitcase. I felt so free in my high waisted daisy dukes, bandeau, and light cardigan with tiny hearts all over it. My feet were in a pair of brown gladiator sandals which matched Danielle's. We'd gotten them for each other as Christmas gifts and were chiffed to find out we'd gotten each other the same thing. We both loved the shoes though, so we were happy to have them.


"I feel like I'm naked!" Danielle said, joking about how free she felt when she wasn't wearing her uniform. She was wearing some light wash short shorts and a flowy white top, and her hair was down in her natural curls. Cher laughed and kicked her Converse covered feet around. It was so weird seeing everyone in clothes that weren't the uniform.


There was a knock on the door. "Ladies, I'm afraid I have to steal Ally from you." Dan said, poking his head in the door. I giggled and waved, grinning as I grabbed Dan's hand and followed him out into the door. He was wearing some loose basketball shorts and a T-shirt with some Supras. He was so freaking adorable.


"You're so bloody adorable." Dan and I said at the same time. We looked at each other with tight smiles and wide eyes for a second before I burst out laughing and Dan pressed a kiss into my cheek.


"So, my girlfriend wears very short shorts when she's out of uniform. Why am I not surprised?" Dan joked. I elbowed him and tangled our fingers together.


"And my boyfriend wears loose trousers and T-shirts that are a size too big. Why am I not surprised?" I asked. Dan laughed, but it seemed forced. A lot of things seemed forced lately. Dan and I hadn't actually kissed on the lips in almost a month, and even though he had been sending my flowers, taking me on surprise dates, and told me he loved me throughout the past six months, I felt... empty.


Niall and Leigh Anne had hung out a few times and decided they wanted to be friends. At least, that's what Niall said. Leigh had told me in secret that they were faking to make me jealous, but he had given up since it was clear I was so happy with Dan... but what if I wasn't happy with Dan? I think I loved him, but things with Dan were so different than they were with Niall. Both boys were hopelessly devoted, but Dan was too adorable, and it was hard to sit and talk about serious things. Niall would say anything, at all, that he felt.


I shook my head to try and shake Niall from my mind.


"Are you okay?" Dan asked. I shrugged, but then nodded, plastering a smile on my face. Dan smiled at me, and I could see it in his chocolate eyes that he had no idea. His smile wasn't forced, his eyes were sincere and sweet and I could feel love radiating off of him. I bit my lip, wishing that it was so easy for me to feel the same way about him that I felt about Niall.


I got on my tip toes and planted a kiss right on his mouth, right there in the middle of the hallway. Dan was shocked at first, but then kissed me back. After a moment, I pulled away and took a step back, looking up at him. It wasn't right. It was perfect, an amazing kiss, but there wasn't fireworks. My stomach didn't flip when we touched, my heart didn't race whenever I caught him staring at me. With Niall.... there was the unknown. With Dan, I could read him like a book. But it was like a book I had read over and over again and it wasn't as good as it was the first time. Niall... he was one of those books where you could choose your own path, and it would never be the same any two times you read it. But each time it only got better and more exciting.


"Okay." Dan said. I looked up at him. He was trying so hard to look me in the eyes. I felt my breath catch in my throat. He had no idea what was going on inside of my head, but he was saying goodbye in that one word. He knew things weren't right. How? I don't know. But he knew.

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