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?


16. Sing Off



I ran a hand through my hair, the other carrying the weight of a textbook and three notebooks. I set them down at my desk as I entered the room. I was an hour early to Music Theory, but I needed some stress relief. I'd spent the week avoiding Niall since our fight, and after Liam failed to deny that he had feelings for me, I'd avoided him as well. Hanging out with him would only feed the fire. Quietly, I pulled a guitar off of one of the stands in the back, and perched on top of a desk, opening my notebook.


"Don't try to make me stay
Or ask if I'm okay
I don't have the answer
Don't make me stay the night
Or ask if I'm alright
I don't have the answer.

Heartache doesn't last forever
I'll say I'm fine
Midnight ain't no time for laughing
When you say goodbye.

It makes your lips so kissable
And your kiss unmissable
Your fingertips so touchable
And your eyes irresistible.

I've tried to ask myself
Should I see someone else?
I wish I knew the answer.

But I know, if I go now, if I leave
Then I'm on my own tonight
I'll never know the answer.

Midnight doesn't last forever
Dark turns to light
Heartache flips my world around
I'm falling down, down, down,
That's why.

I find your lips so kissable
And your kiss unmissable
Your fingertips so touchable
And your eyes irresistible

It's in your lips and in your kiss
It's in your touch and your fingertips
And it's in all the things and other things
That make you who you are and your eyes irresistible.

It makes your lips so kissable
And your kiss invincible
Your fingertips so touchable
And your eyes, your eyes, your eyes,
Your eyes, your eyes, your eyes


I sang, strumming my guitar slowly. There was clapping from the doorway. Quickly, I dropped the guitar and turned to see Proffessor Lions in the doorway.


"I could tell that was from the heart." He said, crossing his arms and staring at me. I nodded slowly. He walked over slowly and sat a few desks away. The cool thing about Proffessor Lions was that he was young and didn't seem like an imperious old man.


"I've just needed a way to let my feelings out. Nobody can listen to my heart, but they can listen to my song." I explained, picking up the guitar and playing with the strings.


"That's why I write songs. No matter how loud I screamed, nobody seemed to have time to listen. So I sang it to them, and finally someone understood. Let music be your outlet, Ally. And If you reach a road block, find me." He said, and then gave me a reassuring smile before leaving. I was about to start singing again, but Proffessor Lions popped his head back in the room.


"And thanks to that amazing song, I think it's appropriate to start a class sing off, to make sure no one else feels like they aren't heard. Keep writing, Ally. See you in an hour." He said. I wrinkled my brow. So... I have to sing this to the class?

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