The Beastly Beauty? (Sequel to Beauty and the Beast?)

It's been four months since Grace Belle, Perrie Edwards, and Maya Canning left the town of Foster. The life in New York has been amazing but... Perrie, Grace, and Maya know that things will never be the same without their lives back in Foster. The three know that they will most probably never see any of the boys ever again. That was-until-the boys find the girls and take them back home. Back to where the scent of danger fills the air so much like it's a drug. But the real problem is, will Grace go back to either Harry or Luke? Will she have to pick between them? Or, will she just take the first chance she has to leave Foster again and make sure she never returns?

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2. Chapter 2

 

  Grace's P.O.V

  I sat in the freezing weather. My jeans were getting wet and dirty, that was alright. I sniffled my running nose and sucked in a breathe and sighed it outwards to see that the cold weather outlined it. I chuckled just looking at it, then I turned to my side.

  "Hi, mom," I said scooting myself next to the grave stone. "I guess you can say I've had a decent weekend, I saw him again. I don't really know what I should do if I ever see him again, I hadn't planned it; the girls and I just left, should I have left? I just don't know anymore. I miss everyone like crazy, this wasn't easy for anyone but, I guess that's why I came back here, to just make things easier, is that makes sense," my eyes were watered at this point. My phone beeped. Every time it did this I jumped from the excitement and hoped that it would be Harry. It never was, but I felt like I should hope the least bit. I opened my phone and read the text.

 From: Perrie Edwards

  Gloria says dinner will be ready in a few minutes, hurry!

  I laughed as I read the message. Maya and Perrie have gotten so close with my grandmother, that was a great thing. I got up from my seat and looked at the snow sorounding the entire grave yard.

 From: Me

  I'll be there in a few minutes, tell Nana that.

  As soon as I pressed send I looked back at my mothers grave. 
 

  "Bye, mommy. I'll talk to you tomorrow," I said before running off to my car. My grandmother bought it for me for my 18th birthday two months ago. Today was the first of Febuary. I woke up this morning feeling as if something were to happen or was happening and then Perrie told me, it was Harry's birthday. After seeing him at the club I can't help but feel like something is oing to happen. I don't trust my gut feeling anymore, it told me Harry was in love with me and only me but that was proven to be completely incorrect. I don't even know how Luke felt, all I know is that feeling sucks and I want to apologise badly. It hurt and it wasn't a good feeling. My car was parked at least three blocks away, it was just something you had to do when the parking spaces at the cemetery were covered in snow and all the spots were taken. As I was walking someone stopped me.

  "Hey, Gracie-Pie," I laughed at the nick name. It was my cousin, Alex.

  "Hi, Alex. Want to do me a favour?" I asked. Alex nodded and smiled brightly. He was from my fathers side of the family. "Never call me 'Gracie-Pie' ever again,"

  "What if I want to?" Alex countered. I laughed and looked at him straight in the eyes.

  "I won't let you," I said with an evil smirk.

  "Alright, you win,"

  "Yay, but, as much as I would love to stay and chat, Nana's almost done dinner so I have to get home," I said brushing my hair with my fingers. Alex nodded.

  "Okay, I'll talk to you later," Alex said before walking away. I proceeded to my car and I got in. As soon as I got to the house Nana greeted me and gasped when she saw the redness in my cheeks and my sneezing.

  "You need to stop going out everyday for long periods of time, you're going to get sicker then you actually need to," Nana said pressing the back of her hand against my forehead. I laughed and walked to the sink in the kitchen and washed my hands. I walked back into the dinning room and sat in between Maya and Perrie. We began eating the delicious meal Nana cooked. If there was one thing I loved about Nana it would be her ability to make food, my mom, dad, Will, and I would always come over and Nana would cook each of us our favourite food.

  "How was your girls' weekend?" Nana asked. I gulped down and bit my tongue. Perrie shifted in her seat and smiled.

  "It was fine," Maya answered. Nana had been home schooling us since the water pipe destroyed everything and they're rebuilding the school. Nana was retired so she was in no worry to use her time. We stayed silent for the rest of dinner. After that I went back up to my room and just laid in my bed. I looked up at my ceiling and just thought about what happened. I saw Harry at the bar, I sat next to him, I spoke to him! This was all too much. At this point I was getting a headache. I groaned into my pillow and then the phone rung. I got out of my bed and walked to the wall phone in the hallway.

 "Hello?" I said.

  "Hi... Um.. Who is this?" the voice sounded shaky in a way, yet familiar.

  "Grace Belle.." I replied quite uncertain about giving out that information. I heard the person clear his throat.

  "Why'd you leave, Grace?" how could I be so stupid? I would recognise that voice anyway, who wouldn't? The deep, slow, British voice that belonged to the man I used to be in love with.

  "How'd you get this number?" I asked fighting the urge to hang up the phone.

  "My secret, now please, answer the question," he said.

  "Why don't you ask Mariah?" I said before I hung the phone up and unplugged it from the wall. I didn't want anything to do with Harry, I didn't need him in my life. I walked straight back into my room and thought about everyone back in Foster. Eleanor, Erika, Niall, Louis, Liam, Zayn, my dad, Alyssa, Noel, Luke, Harry, even Mariah, and then Will. Shit, not him. Will knows where my grandmother lives and if Harry tells him that's where I am, I'll be forced to come home. Well not forced, persuaded more like it. I shut my eyes as tight as I could hoping that when I opened them everything was just a big dream. I would still be living here in New York with my mother, father, and Will and there was no such thing as 'Foster'. There was no Harry, there was no Luke, nothing that's happened didn't exist. Once I opened I sighed in defeat. There was no fighting anything anymore, I might as well just let whatever happens happen, there was just no use anymore. Just as I groaned in frustration Perrie came into the room with a smile.

  "Who was on the phone?" she asked.

  "My ex Prince Charming," I sighed once more. Perrie's smile left her face. She looked down at her feet and let her shoulders droop down.

  "He can't know we're here, we can't go back to Foster," Perrie said.

  "He doesn't exactly know where we are, he knows the house number and so does Will...But the difference is that with Will, he knows where Nana lives," I said gulping down through the lump in my throat. Perrie paced around the room with a worried expression.

 "I guess we'll have to let things take their course," Perrie said shrugging. "Can I tell you something though?" I shrugged at her. "You and Harry always reminded me of Beauty and the Beast,"

  "How and how does that fit into the situation?"

  "Because and also because the beast always finds the beauty, we better be prepared to face whatever happens," Perrie shrugged. I nodded processing those words. Perrie walked out of the room. I ran to my window and stared outside. I didn't particularly have entertainment considering I lived in my grandmothers house so this is all I had. The snowy setting of New York City always calmed me down. Even if it was up against the fact that Harry Styles is looking for me. I guess this was just another story waiting to happen.

 

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