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?


10. Chapter 10


  ~Grace's P.O.V~

 I swear to god that I turned as white as a ghost the moment Luke spoke. I felt my blood run cold and my stomach twist.

 "Where?" I asked gulping back my fear. Luke motioned for me to be quiet and pointed to the intersection of the computer desk Eleanor had in the room. I nodded then my way. Luke stood guard next to the door as I cradled myself hugging my legs to my chest. My breathing was in all sorts of patterns by now but, was I really wrong to be afraid? I stared at Luke and studied every inch of him. His broad shoulders, his honey coloured hair, the way his lips were perfectly pink and plump. I felt my heart race, and not because Dylan was here. And in less then a few moments, he looked back at me. I stared into the sunny, bright, sky light that were his eyes. And he looked into my mud brown ones. He smirked at me ever so mischievously then turned back to the door. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket then I took it out.

From: Perrie Edwards

 That bastard is gone. The boys and Dylan got in a bicker and well, he's gone. But, I would recommend staying in the room all day, just in case.

 XX. Perrie

From: Me

 After the day I've had, I don't plan on leaving my bed. At least that's what I choose to believe.

 Once I pressed send my phone immediately died.

 "He's gone," I informed. Luke let out a long deep sigh and turned to me.

 "Well, I guess you can come out of hiding then," Luke said. I nodded and got up. I walked over to the couch in the room and just sat there with a pain in my chest. Luke walked over and sat next to me.

 "It's funny how I'm not surprised about anything," I said focusing on the plaid pattern on my pyjama pants. Luke knew I was referring to Harry and put his arm around me, not in a romantic way, but, in a friendly gesture.

 "Well, there wasn't much hope left for anyone to be happy by the time you girls left," Luke said.

 "Yeah, I noticed. I just wish I hadn't gotten so caught up in everything like I had the right to," I said feeling the pounded feeling in my chest again.

 "I can agree with you there. Love is a painful thing," Luke said.

 "Shut up, I feel bad enough about that whole thing. I got my karma, and it hurts like a fucking bitch," I cussed resting my head down on his shoulder.

  "Don't we both?" Luke countered. I shrugged.

  "I think I should apologise to you, what I did sucked, and trust me, I hate being the one that loves more, too."

 "Yeah. I've wanted to punch Harry so much ever since you left, and now, I actually have an excuse to," Luke said. I sat up straightly and sighed.

  "Don't do anything. Even though he's an asshole who's broken my heart into a million pieces, I still l-love," I stuttered out before breaking into tears. Luke rubbed down my shoulder and hugged me tightly. I breathed in his scent, he smelled, almost like-like-fruit. I wouldn't expect that from him but damn, he smelled amazing. Once he pulled away, I was finished with my sobbing session and I looked directly into his eyes again. But this time, I was lost in them and I needed a way out. I figured out the way when Luke started leaning in, I did, too. I felt butterflies chase each other around in my stomach right before my lips met his. He still tasted like fruit, which I didn't mind whatsoever. Soon enough our tongues were battling for dominance. I started picking at the buttons on his top and he started fiddling with the hem of my tank top. When his lips moved fro my lips to my neck, he began to suck. I probably had a hickey (Or like some people say, a 'love bite'). That's when I pulled the breaks.

 "Look, I can't do this right now, Luke. Trust me, if I could just wipe out Harry from my memory, I would, but unless that can happen, I still love him, and I just can't be with you," I said. Luke nodded.

 "Sorry then," he said timidly. I placed my hand on his shoulder.

 "You don't have to be," I said before pulling away. Just then, Perrie walked in through the door alongside, surprise, surprise. Harry.

 "Someone requested to see you," Perrie said crossing her arms. I nodded then picked up my hair, soon followed by myself tensing up remembering the mark Luke left. Harry studied me then saw the heavy bruise implanted just below the pulsing segment of my neck. His eyes grew dark with anger and he clenched his fist. You could just see the muscles in his jaw flexing outwardly as he tried his best to keep a steady breathing pattern, which was obviously not working. Perrie noticed the hickey on my neck as well and seemed to just frown. I'm guessing she was just as angry about it as Harry and that's why she didn't try to stop Harry from his anger.

 "You," Harry mumbled under his breathe. He wasn't directing himself towards Luke but, to me.

 "W-what?" I stammered. Harry didn't say anything else but, instead, he walked out the door leaving a fierce slam. It was such a hard slam, I swear the walls shook.

 "Oh, Grace, you have no idea what you've jus started," Perrie sighed. Oh shit.


 Hi guise! Wazzup? Either way, judging by how people liked the mention of Marcel... I was wondering if you'd want me to bring in the 'Best Song Ever' characters? Like honestly, I have plans for each of them but I just want to know if you'd like them to be in the story? Let me know! Sorry for the late update by the way... They'll take a little while from now on but that's just cause my summer got all of a sudden really busy... So anyway... Have a nice day, afternoon, or evening wherever you are in the world!


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