Dan'sheartisonfire

by lucygrime5

Amy has just moved out from home to London to study Journalism. But little does she know, her new neighbours will make a very long lasting impact on her and her life. When she falls for the boywho always brushes off comments of girlfriends, she worries her feelings won't be returned. My first Fanfic, please comment and tell me what you think, good or bad!

1. Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Moving day, something I was used to, having moved seven times as a child. I loaded the final box in to my Mum's van and went back up to my old room. I sat on my bed, looking at the bare walls and selves; suddenly it all seemed too real. "So, this is it then, moving out." My dad walked in to room, hands in pockets, he was clearly holding back tears as he looked round the room. "Yeah, I guess so." I replied, a lump in throat. Dad had been so good to me, after I decided to move to London for Uni, he helped me find a flat and gave me a bank account with money he had been saving for me since I was born. I was going to study Journalism in hope of one day writing for a newspaper. It was an unexpected choice for me, one I had struggled with. Since I had left secondary school, I seemed lost, out of place, I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life or where I wanted to go. My mum thought that London was the best place for me, there are so many opportunities and different businesses there, and I think she hoped I might stumble in to one and love it.

I gave my dad one last awkward hug before getting in to the van with my mum. I waved goodbye to my home, to my town I had grown up in, to my friends, my old school, my cats and what I hoped, goodbye to the old me. We arrived at the small block of apartments and they seemed a lot scarier than they did a few months ago when I was flat hunting. We started unloading the boxes, mum putting them on the floor, and me taking them up to my new flat. I took my first box up and opened my front door for the first time, I looked round and sighed, how was I ever going to make this blank canvas my home? We continued unloading my boxes for another half hour until everything I owned in the world was in my living room. "Well, this isn't too bad. I'll find the kettle and unpack it then shall I?" Mum busied herself in the small kitchen calling out to me, "Oh Amy, why don't you upstairs and see if your new neighbours could lend us some milk?" I nodded and walked up another flight of stairs to the top floor. I breathed in and gently knocked on the door. A few seconds passed then it opened. I almost fainted at the sight of the person who opened the door, my heart started pounding and I felt light headed.