My Little Ballerina (Niall Horan fanfic)

Coming clean

Okay so it's 2:17 in the morning and I'm tried so ya but here's the update.

"Gracie Lou ?.... Is that you" my mother turned to look at sketch.

I looked at sketch that's cringed in discussed at the sound of what my mother had just called her. She looked at me almost pleading for help and then turned to face my mother and father.

"It's sketch.. And yes it is me" sketch gave my mother her signature attitude.

My mom gave her a look that's I swear if looks could kill she would be six feet under by now. You know which look I'm talking about. The look that a mother over the years perfect to make you feel about THIS small. Yup that one.

"Well Gracie Lou I haven't seen you in ages where have you been hiding in a cave" she looked sketch up and down checking her over all appearance. With a snobby look on her face and cringing in disgust.

"Because it sure looks like it" she finally look at sketch back in the face and gave her the most fake smile I have ever seen in my life.

"Oh my Edwards aren't you as charming as ever" sketch returned the fake smile. My mother look irritate that she couldn't get a bad reaction out of sketch. I'm telling you that when sketch want to be in control she is a force to be reckon with.

"We'll darling I will be leaving now" my mother looked past sketch and straight at me.

"Oh and zoella have all of Scarlett's things ready by tomorrow at noon and don't make me wait because I know you how you can be" and with that she left out the door with my father trailing right behind her.

Sketch was right behind them and slammed the door. Make sure the house shook a little in the process.

"I can't stand her. You know she never liked me. I'm sorry Zoe but you mother is a massive bitch with a capital B" sketch started to walking toward the living room in the middle of her rant not really paying attention to her surrounding. Because I know she wouldn't be basically screaming if she noticed ever one staring at her.

"I mean seriously can she be any more evil tell me that I looked bad when her face looks like the inside a uterus" sketch would have continued to rant if I haven't cleared my throat. Her eye opened wide for a second as she looked around the room. At everyone just looking at her. The boys all looked amused by her massive rant.

"Oh I'm sorry I didn't mean to ..." She didn't make I contact with anyone as she tried to hide the fact that her face was turning red from embarrassment.

"That's okay ... It was actually quiet hilarious the way you just blew up out of no where. I'm Louis by the way" Louis was the first one to approach sketch an I could tell that she was becoming more relaxed.

"Hi my names Gracie but everyone calls me sketch"

Sketch when to shake Louis hand but instead pulled her into a huge. That's I caught sketch of guard. Oh and sketch has the weirdest phobia ever that she doesn't like to be touched.

"Oh okay Louis don't scare the girl" Eleanor came right beside Louis pulling him back giving sketch space. I could tell she was uncomfortable but didn't say anything.

"Sorry about him he can come off a bit strong I'm Eleanor and that's Danielle" she turned around and started introducing everyone " that's Perrie, Lou, Tom, baby lux and of course the boys for one direction." She turned back around to sketch that looked a little confused.

"I'm sorry but who?" Sketch scrunched up her face in confusion. I knew I could step in now.

"Sketch wouldn't know who you boys are. She is very anti technology and listen to Motown" I laughed at the end of my sentence because looking at sketch you would never think that.