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.


11. Chapter 9

 A/N So tonight by midnight my time, I'll be posting the winners! I'm not really sure what time that is where you live but I have Atlantic Time so, get a world clock. I have a good feeling about some stuff involving a few winners :P

  XOXO Nicette:)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  ~Grace's P.O.V~

    It was finally Friday. I didn't speak to Maya all throughout Thursday considering she wasn't at school. I needed to know what happened between her and Dylan. Nothing much has actually happened in one day other than I'm meeting the rest of Harry's friends tonight but that really doesn't bother me that much. Will won't shut up about how Harry is someone I shouldn't be involved with and the best I can do is just ignore him since nothing will change my mind. At school I stood alone at my locker just flipping through my book. I had a free period and this is how I was going to spend it.

  "Hey, Grace," a voice said. I pulled my book down from my face to see Maya. Normally she had a vibrant glow in her appearance, but right now she didn't. Her golden locks weren't shinning since her hair appeared to not be brushed, she wore really baggy pants and sweater, and her shoelaces weren't tied up. Her face looked red and puffy and she didn't have her usual smile. I dropped my book down and hugged her.

 "Maya!" I said. The best I could back from her was a pat on the back. I couldn't blame her though after my boyfriend gave hers a death threat.

 "Can I talk to you afterschool?" Maya asked. I nodded then she walked off. I stared back at my locker than checked my watch, I had English next and free period was over. I grabbed my book and walked off. As soon as I got to class Mr. Brittle eyed me and smiled.

  "Enjoyed your first week of school here, Ms. Belle?" he asked.

    "Yeah, the school is better than I thought it would be," I replied sitting down.

   "Yes, and I hope you and Mr. Styles have been working on you project as much as possible," Mr. Brittle said. Shit. I completely forgot about the project. My blood went cold, I'd never forgotten to do a project, I was a straight A student back in New York. My phone beeped indicating I got a text.

 From: Harry Styles

  You should relax, I've gotten most of the project finished.

  From: Me

  We're supposed to work on the project together, goofball.

  From: Harry Styles

   Then you can finish it and create the cover

   From: Me

  Lets call it a deal.

  After that he didn't text back but I didn't mind. Class flew by quickly and then it was time for lunch. I sat next to my friend Amber and her boyfriend Collin. Normally Maya would sit with us which is what worried me. She wasn't here.

  "Have either of you seen Maya?' I asked.

   "She went home in the middle of class, she was feeling sick," Amber replied. So I was guessing that meeting Maya after school was cancelled. "But I don't think she was feeling sick, I heard her and Dylan broke up after what happened in the hallway. She's completely in love with him, I mean they've been dating for four years," Amber complied. I twisted my head slightly to the side. I hadn't known that, I guess I wouldn't want to break up with the guy I was in love with. Even if it was Dylan.

  Will drove us home again. This time he didn't talk to me about my love life, but about his.

  "I met a girl and we're going out tonight," Will said.

  "What's she like?" I asked.

   "Amazing, sweet, smart, beautiful, she's everything I could've ever asked for in a girl," Will said.

  "What's her name?"

  "Katie, you may know her, she's in your grade," Will said. Katie? Harry's ex slut? Will has never been attracted to those kind of girls. His last girlfriend was a girl who wore plaid skirts and blazers with dress shows. Katie wear skirts that just cover up her ass and very revealing tank tops that shouldn't be used until you're 18 and older. This wasn't good. As we pulled up at the house, I saw someone sitting on the doorstep. It was Maya.

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