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.


22. Chapter 18


  Harry's P.O.V

  I got a call from Perrie at about 4:00am. She sounded as if she'd been crying in a way. Eleanor was in the background pacing, but, no Grace?

  "What happened?" I asked pacing around.

  "Dylan-Took-Grace," Perrie said taking breathes in between words.

  "How did that happen?" I asked sitting up in my bed. Perrie breathed in heavily.

 "The doorbell rung and she insisted on getting it and then-" Perrie paused.

  "We saw that Dylan kissed Grace and then he took her," Eleanor finished. I punched the wall in anger.

  "Harry, please just come here. Now," Perrie said.

 "Alright, where are you?" I asked putting on a shirt. Dylan couldn't have had Grace, I wouldn't let him even try to get any closer once I'm there.

 "We're still at Grace's house," Perrie choked. I hung up the phone and drove over to the house. Perrie instantly opened the door.

 "Why didn't you stop them?" I asked.

   "We tried but, Dylan had the place surrounded with people, we couldn't get out," Perrie cried. I looked at her apologetically and proceeded to the living room. Everybody sat there nervously. Luke and I seemed to be the only angry ones. After about ten minutes of silence, Eleanor spoke up.

  "We can't just sit here, Grace doesn't need this for her, she doesn't need to be afraid, we have to go and get her," Perrie stopped her crying and stiffened.

 "We need to make a plan," everyone said at the same time. Then we began thinking.

  -Grace's P.O.V-

  I woke up in what seemed to be a bed of a home. It was completely pitch black minus the bit of light shinning through the sides of the closed blinds. Where was I? I jerked my head to the side and looked at the time, 5:30am. It must be paradise where the sun is shinning brightly.

  "Someone's up," a familiar voice said from the doorway. Dylan. "How are you, sweetheart? Did you sleep well?" Dylan asked walking towards the bed and sitting at the edge. I set my legs up in a triangle form and rested my head in between my knees, I didn't need this. Did Perrie and Eleanor know I disappeared? I hope they did, it's been almost two hours.

  "Why am I here?" I asked barely audible.

  "Are you afraid? Well, don't be, I wouldn't hurt you, unless you needed it, but that won't happen unless you try something funny...." Dylan said curving his lips into a smile, not a pleasant one to look at.

  "Please leave," my voice croaked. Dylan shrugged and stroked my cheek.

  "Anything for you," Dylan said before exiting the room. I gulped down and hugged my legs tightly. Soon before I knew it, I was asleep. The drug must've not worn off yet.


  I woke up to a sound of a woman's voice, and of course, Dylan's.

  "Find out more, I'm only just getting what I want," Dylan scolded.

  "I'll do my best," the woman said. I shot my eyes open to see Dylan (Had I not guessed it?) and a woman in a black sweater with the hood pulled up. She was standing so that her back was facing me. The woman turned her face to the side as Dylan smirked at ^me. "I'll be going now,"

  "Hungry?" Dylan asked. I turned my head to the side and saw the time 12:00pm. Had I slept for that long?

  "I don't want anything from you," I spat. Dylan chuckled darkly.

   "You know, you have been with Harry for what? A week almost?"

  "And?" I asked telling him to go on.

  "And this whole time I've looked at you both much like Beauty and the Beast," Dylan said.

  "What would cause that?" I asked.

  "Well you're very quite beautiful and Harry is a dark representation of the beast, I always hated the movie, Belle ends up with the Beast, he wasn't whom he should've ended up with," Dylan said laughing at nothing that was funny. "Now what do you want for breakfast?" Dylan asked. I shook my head. Dylan chuckled once more. "Hey, Reagan come in!" my head shot up. This probably wasn't the Reagan I knew, it's a very common name. It was most likely someone else. A girl holding a plate with scrambled eggs walked in. I got the best look from her face when she handed me the eggs and that's it. Oh my god. It was my Reagan. By the look on her face, she seemed surprised to see me here.

  "Grace?" she asked. Dylan stared between us.

  "Perfect, you know each other now, keep one another aquatinted," Dylan said before exiting the room.

  "What are you doing here?" I asked turning to face the floor.

  "Dylan is my cousin, and you're the girl he kidnapped," Reagan said. We both looked at nothing before the pounding on the door started.



 HEEEEEEEY! What's up, people? I'm great, thank you for asking like the good people I believe you to be. Either way I just wanted to say that in maybe four to five chapters, I'm ending the story, but I do have a sequel along the way... if you want. I'm leaving this story with a huge cliff hanger.... Let me know if you'd want the sequel and it'll happen.


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