Beauty and the Beast?

He's feared, no one has the courage to talk to this boy, besides his few friends. He's known as the bad boy at his school, not a bad boy, the bad boy. Everyone thought he couldn't change-well- that was until Grace Belle moved to town. Something triggers both of them and they realize, they have a connection. Grace and Harry both start hanging around one another and well, maybe that's not all so good. Harry's danger, and his life is a danger to anyone around him, especially someone he's in love with. Now he has to figure out a way to keep Grace safe, but that might not work considering, she might be in more danger than imagined. Plus what would happen if Grace and Harry both made little side romances that might mean more than you would guess.

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23. Chapter 19

 

 ~Grace's P.O.V~

  I heard Dylan open the door.

  "Hi! Would you like to donate to the cancer foundation?" A girl asked. I sneaked out of my room to see who was at the door. I tiptoed my way until I saw a girl in a perky pink skirt and a matching top that was tucked into her skirt. It was Noel? What was she doing here?

  "Noel Tomlinson? What are you doing here?" Dylan asked. Noel tilted her head to the side and made an expression that showed confusion.

  "I came here asking for donations to he the cancer foundation, why else would I come around? Dylan. Noel played this role well. Her burgundy hair and thick rim glasses gave her the look of an innocent school girl especially with the outfit she wore. Dylan now twisted his way to the side in confusion.

  "Aren't you here for-"

 "For who? My grandmother? Yes, that's partially why I'm collecting the donations, I want her to get in top shape, my mum has been so stressed lately, too. These donations. Would really help,". Noel said. Dylan nodded and turned around to get his wallet. Dylan pulled out a twenty dollar bill and Noel quickly took a peak around the house, I made my head visible and she nodded and gave a thumbs up. Dylan gave her the money and she left. I raced back to my room and ate all the eggs on the plate. Harry was coming for me, so was Luke! Everyone was coming! I kept thinking this for the whole day even until nighttime arose. I stayed in my pyjamas looking out the window by the time 10:00pm hit. (I know I'm rushing, sorry, I hate doing this but, it'll get better, I promise). I studied the streets as it began to snow. It was the first week of November. Just as I peaked my head through the window Dylan came in and shut it. I sighed and sat back on my bed.

 "You can't keep me here, you know?" I said with my voice crackling already. I was losing hope in Harry, it's been hours since Noel came.

  "But I can and I will and you'll learn to love it," Dylan said sitting next to me and started to feel up my thigh.

  "Don't touch me," Dylan just snickered.

  "I'll do whatever I want, you belong to me now," Dylan started tugging at the hem of my pyjama pants but I slapped his hands away. Dylan smiled deeply at me. "I've been wanting to see you like this since I first saw you," Dylan said caressing my body down from my face until he reached my thigh. "You are just so beautiful," he tried to press his lips to mine but I pushed him away.

  "Don't touch me," I repeated. I got up from the bed and tried to make my way to the door. Dylan got up from the bed and came up to me. He pinned me against the door.

  "This side of you is very attractive," Dylan said placing his hands on my ass and slowly squeezing. He tried to bring his lips to mine again but I scratched down his neck to get him away from me. Dylan pulled away from me and touched his neck. When he pulled his hand away, there had been blood. Dylan yelled in anger and pushed my against the door so hard the wood cracked in an area. It hurt my back and I winced at the pain. Dylan brought me to the bed and slammed me down on my throbbing back. He hovered over me and kissed me roughly as if I was going to put the effort into kissing him back. Dylan gripped my waist and sat me up.

  "You will now know not to ever do anything like that again," Dylan whispered into my ear. A shiver went down my spine. Dylan traced a circle on my torso before ripping the bottom of my top. Just as Dylan planted another painful kiss the door flew open. I shut my eyes tightly not wanting to see. "What the fuck are you doing here?"

  "I'm here to get what's mine," I would know that voice anywhere. He was here, just when I needed him. I opened my eyes and saw Harry standing broadly with dark eyes filled with anger and worry.

  "You should just leave, Harry. I was getting down to business," Dylan said turning his full attention to me. He placed another forced kiss on my lips and when I didn't kiss back he started to rip open my shirt even more until it was ripped open right under my breast plate. I shut my eyes tightly again thinking Harry disappeared when I felt Dylan being pulled off of me. I opened my eyes and sat up trying to make as little sound as possible since my back was sore. I saw Harry and Dylan fighting.

  "I swore that I would kill you and I always keep my word!" Harry said punching Dylan as hard as he could. Dylan fell to the ground motionless and Harry looked at me out of breathe. His hands were still balled up into fists and his eyes grew darker as he saw how much damage Dylan had caused me. "He isn't dead," Harry said turning his attention to Dylan. "He'll just be out cold for a while," I gulped as I looked at my side curve. It was purple from how he gripped me so tightly. I tapped the inflammation and winced, this hurt quite badly. Harry directed himself over to me and pulled out my arms which were covered with bruises. When he tried to touch one I pulled my arm back from him. "What did he do to you?" Harry asked stroking my cheek.

  "What you saw and almost something I didn't want," I said beginning to cry. Harry wrapped his arms around my shoulder then pulled me into a hug.

  "What's wrong?" he asked kissing my forehead lightly.

  "I'm afraid," I said. And not just because of Dylan. Mariah still stands in the way and I'm afraid that I'll never get another moment like this again. "Harry, I love you," I said hugging him tighter. He didn't respond. He didn't say it back. Would he ever say it to me? Harry gave me his coat to wrap around me and we walked out to the cars parked in front of this house. I jumped in the one with all the boys. Liam looked like he had been heartbroken.

  "What happened?" Harry asked.

  "Danielle is Dylan's accomplice, she's the reason why Dylan knew how to get Grace when we weren't around," Louis said. (A/N Like many others I don't have anything against Danielle I just thought I would do that considering her and Liam aren't actually together..). I gulped in my seat.

  "What happened with Grace?" Luke asked. Harry growled and turned to him.

  "Dylan tried to rape her," Harry replied. I saw from the reflection in the mirror at the front of the car that Luke tried his best to contain his anger. Then we drove back to my house. Dylan shouldn't stop by again considering everybody was here. Luke guided me up to my room to help me set up for bed.

  "Can I tell you something, Grace?" Luke asked. I nodded at him and tried my best to smile. "Well.. I think that... I may be in love with you,"

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