My Little Ballerina (Niall Horan fanfic)

Lets talk

"H-hi" I shuddered

"Hey."

"Can we talk?"

"There's nothing to talk about. You're marrying Harry and that's it."

"No that's not it. Please just let me explain."

He moved to the side as he opened the door a little more and gestured for me to come in.

I walked down the hall passed some stairs and into a living room. There was nothing much just an L-shaped dark brown leather couch and a huge flat screen TV. The walls weren't painted a grey-ish color and there was a big window at the far wall of the room with a window sill but no curtains letting what little sun that there was out into the room.

I turned on my heel to face Niall. He was closer to me than I expected making me jump back a little.

"Sit" he said coldly and I did as he said I was a little uncomfortable sitting while he was just standing looking down at me. I felt very inferior because of his height.

"Will you sit, please?" I begged looking up at him. He sat down all the way on the opposite side of the couch. Not making eye contact with me.

"What do you want Zoe" He said uninterested

"Niall, I don't even know where to start... I-"

"Alright, you don't know where to start? Well then let me start..." Niall stated slightly raising his voice and finally looking into my eyes. But the gaze that he was giving me was like he was looking into my soul. He leaned in closer and put his hand on his thigh supporting his body up.

"Why?" He said above a whisper.

Still in our intense gaze I gave him a confused look and he rolled his eye while letting out a huge grunt. He swiftly pushed himself away from me and walked around to the other side of the coffee table. He paced back and forth rubbing his hand through his silky dirty blonde hair. I could see the muscles on his back contract as he walked.

"Why are you marrying him?" He yelled as he stopped in front of me. Making me flinch as the words came from his mouth.

"Well you see my-" I tried to speak but instantly cutoff by Niall

"When did he even propose to you?!"

"See what happened was-"

"You don't even know each other! I bet you don't even love him!"

"NIALL!" I yelled getting up from the couch

"WHAT!!" he yelled right back, I let out a huge breath that I didn't even know I was holding and tried to relax before answering.

"Just let me explain... Okay" I finally managed to complete a whole sentence without getting interrupted by Niall.

"SO basically my mom and dad are going to take Scarlett away from me because they saw the tabloids that had pictures and rumors making me look like a whore and a two-timing bitch and that all I do in my life is party and get drunk and they think that I'm not ready or even fit to be a mother and so my dad's like 'she probably has a boyfriend who helps her with things so there's no need to take Scarlett away' when the truth is I didn't and then Harry walked in and I'm like 'oh yeah look this is the guy I'm marrying so can I keep Scarlett' and the only reason I blurted that out was because I thought they were going to take Scarlett away from me and I will be damned if anyone thinks that I will let that happen so you see Harry never proposed and our marriage isn't even real it's all just a mistake "

"ZOEY" Niall yelled at me putting his arms around me taking me into his embrace. His huge arms were so warm. He fixed his face into the crook of my neck while he rubbed circles into my back.