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?


1. Chapter 1


 Harry's P.O.V

  I woke up with my heart racing as fast as it could. Nightmares, nightmares, nightmares. This isn't new, it's been happening ever since Grace left. I don't see how she would just pick up and run, it didn't make sense. Just as I rubbed my eyes Louis barged into my room and opened the curtains causing the blazing light to shine right through into my sleepy eyes. I buried my head in my hands to find darkness to look into.

  "Louis, what the actual fuck?" I grumbled.

  "Mate, you need to leave the room and stop thinking about Grace, it's not going to make her come back," Louis said in his regular tone. Which not to mention, I despised.

  "Why don't you go tell Luke that," I said shooing him from my room. Louis smiled deeply at me just the same as a perverted 13 year old boy would do to his girlfriend.

  "Luke is already up and running. Eleanor is keeping him company, along with Noel, but while that happens I plan on taking you and Will out to have fun and get over Grace," Louis said. Will had become a good friend considering the girl who was most important to us just left. The difference between us is that Grace called him before she left but she didn't breath a word to me. It's been four months. She's been gone longer than I actually knew her, but still. Grace was different from other girls I've been with. No pieces in the puzzle go together.

  "Where are we going?" I asked just to make Louis happy. Even though he's a dark person, he's an annoying one. Louis smiled deeply.

  "New York, there's a new club there that I'm just itching to go to, Zayn's going, too," Louis said brushing his hair to the side.

  "New York? That's at least five hours away," I said. Louis snickered.

  "We'll drive, Will used to live there, remember? He probably has short cuts," Louis said. "And if he doesn't, that's why we're leaving now. Get dressed," Louis said throwing me a pair of jeans and a black T-shirt. I lazily got out of my bed and walked in front of the mirror. My parents threw me out of the house about a month ago and I now live with Louis. How amazing is that? I looked at myself in the mirror. I wore nothing but my boxers. I studied my tattoos carefully then I turned to my scar on my chest from a stab wound my father had given me a while ago. It would fade away completely soon  but, that's only because Grace forced me to let her 'heal' it which actually helped a lot more than I thought it would. I sighed as I turned to my clothes. I put on my jeans then my top. I brushed my teeth than walked out into the kitchen to see Luke eating his cereal the same way he would every morning, so sadly depressed. He's living here, too. Well, he always has, as Louis' cousin. I had only heard this story recently.

 "Happy sleeping?" Luke asked sarcastically. I didn't reply, I didn't need too. I ate my breakfast and then went back to my room. This is how I would spend my days after Grace left. In my room, all alone. Just as I sat on the edge of my bed Louis came into my room once again.

  "What now?" I asked brushing my curly hair out of my face.

  "We have to leave. Now," Louis said. I sighed and groaned knowing there was no use in saying otherwise of what Louis told me. I repeat: He's annoying. I got up from the bed and followed Louis out to the car parked in the driveway. Why did Louis like clubbing so much? What's the fun in it, really? I guess I'll never know.

  We picked up Will and drove off. Will has been quite down lately due to Grace going missing and him dating Katie. I wouldn't be surprised, I managed to stay sane when I was with her by staying as scarce from her as possible. Will doesn't have that ability and by the looks of it, he never will. The four of us took turns driving. Louis went first, then Will, then Zayn, then me. And after Louis took another turn, we arrived in New York. We got our hotel then we made it to the club. The lighting in the club was really low. I couldn't actually see anything. All that was available to see was figures. The music was blasting so loudly I wouldn't be surprised that I woke up deaf. I walked up to the bar while Zayn, Louis, and Will started dancing with some random girls. I ordered a beer and sat down next to what was probably a red headed girl. She was just drinking water.

  "Did your friends drag you here, too?" she asked.

  "Unfortunately so," I replied taking a sip of my drink. She mumbled a 'I see' then someone marched up to her. This person was a pale blond, there was no denying that.

  "Grace, we have to go right now, go get Maya," that accent wasn't so common. It reminded me of-oh shit. Perrie Edwards. Grace had been sitting right next to me.

  "What happened?" Grace asked.

   "The boys. They're here," Perrie said. Grace ran off while Perrie stayed to pay the drink bill.

  "Perrie, is that you?" I asked taking a long sip of my beer. Perrie froze as she saw me. She looked up with wide eyes. She paid the bill and left. I started to chase after her until the three girls showed their ID's to leave the club, then they were gone. Again. I sat at the bar for a few more hours just thinking about what had happened. My eyes widened with the shock when I thought: I just saw Grace. She was in New York right now. I didn't know where she was and there was no point in finding out, she was gone. I missed my chance. It was over. By the time the boys and I decided it was time to leave. We had to show our ID's before we left just to make sure we didn't sneak into the club and then I saw it. A picture on the ground. I picked it up then realised that I've seen it before. This was the same picture that stood on Grace's nightstand next to her bed. I studied the picture, the woman who was most probably Grace's mother had chocolate brown hair and eyes. This is where she got her looks. I flipped it over and read the message written.

  'To my little girl, this is in case you get lost and I won't be there to help, love, mommy'

    Then a number was written down. This was Grace's, I just wasn't sure if she was mine. But I'm determined that she will be sooner or later.


  Hi! I know that first chapter sucked and it was short but please excuse me for it! Please like and favourite (I never ask for that but, please?) and let me know if you want more and your thoughts on it in the comments. Just know this, this is only the beginning, I have plans and plans and plans and that's all I can say. Have a nice day, afternoon, or night where ever you are in the world!


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