My Little Ballerina (Niall Horan fanfic)

My Little Ballerina

Hi, My names zoella but people call me zoey. I had a pretty great life. Not trying to sound snobby but it was.I lived in a beautiful house with all that I could ever wish for. I had it a nice; a perfect boyfriend and my dancing career was taking off. But that was all ripped away from me in one night.

I decide to go out drinking with some friends to celebrate me getting into the biggest ballet company in New York. But I guess I didn't know when to stop drinking and one thing lead to another and I woke up on the floor of the club bathroom. Everything was normal until about 2 and a half months later when I started to get the "flu". My mom took me to the doctor they ran some test and took my blood and well.... I think you know what happens next.

"Your pregnant "  Those where the two words that would change my life for ever. My parents wouldn't talk at me or even look at me. I had "disgraced" the name of the family. The Ballet company let me go when the found out I was going to have a baby. My boyfriend (hunter)left me because he knew it wasn't his baby. Due to the fact that we hadn't had sex before. When my parents found out that I didn't know who the father was they shipped me off to London. So they wouldn't have to deal with the shame of there slut of a daughter.

They didn't want anyone to know that their daughter had gotten pregnant and the father is no where to be found. Now I live in this small house in down town London. I met the nice older women that lived next door. Her name was Mrs. Hansen.  When I first moved in she took a real liking to me and treated me like her own. I told her my whole story and to my surprise she had gone threw a similar situation only she had lost her baby. Her husband passed over in Afghanistan 2 years ago. So she moved back to London where she had grown up. She helped me throughout my whole pregnancy. Even when my water broke she was there to drive me to the hospital and she insisted on being there while I deliver. 14 hours of labor later I was a mother.

Scarlett Grace Edwards was born on December 24 2010. At 8:22 am in Westmeath hospital. She was the greatest and most precious Christmas present I have ever gotten. When Scarlett was given back to me I thought they had the wrong room because I saw a little bundle of blond hair coming my way. But as soon as she opened her eyes I knew that was my baby. It was incredible how even the small fleck of yellow I had in my left eye she had it too. But that was it,the only thing we had in common were our eyes everything else was a mystery she looked like her dad I guessed. When the nurse set her down in my arms she smiled and started to kick her feet. The nurse told me she was going to be a wild one.

And a wild one she was indeed. Scarlett was very jumpy and kicky as an infant. The next 3 years she grew up with music and dance. That was my passion and I guess I passed it on to her. Looking back Scarlett would try to dance before she could walk. One average day I had the music on in the kitchen and she was in the living room crawling around. Out of nowhere I feel a tug on my dance pants and it was Scarlett she was waddling and bouncing her whole body. That's when I decided to put her in ballet classes.

I never wanted to be that mother that puts there child in things they did when they were little but she loved it and who was I to take that away from her. So I got a job to pay for her classes I didn't have one before because my parents paid for everything and also I felt bad asking Mrs.Hansen to take care of Scarlett. Scarlett went to classes every other day for 1 hour. It soon became that Scarlett didn't want to leave dance classes so I used the guest room and turned it into a dance room with hard wooden floors, the walls covered in mirrors and a ballet bar all the way across the left wall. Scarlett loved being in that room and so did I.

I loved to watch her dance and she loved to watch me. But I knew that when she grew up she would be just as good or even better than me. Everything was good in our lives until scarlett started asking questions about her dad. Things like "why do other little girls have daddy's and i don't?". It would just break my heart. We never expected to have him come back into our lives but I guess the universe had different plans for us.