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?


13. Chapter 12


 ~Grace's P.O.V~

 I guided Marcel into the house, where everyone gave him strange looks.

 "Who's this?" Eleanor asked resting her arms on her legs. Marcel tensed up when he looked over at his brother sitting on the couch.

 "This is Marcel," I replied.

 "Marcel...Marcel what?" Louis asked. I stood up on my tip toes to reach Marcel's ear.

 "Tell them," I whispered. He scratched the back of his neck and cleared his throat.

 "Styles, Marcel Styles," he replied. Perrie's jaw dropped, along with Maya's and Erika's. Harry's nose crinkled.

 "Styles?" Alyssa asked. The ends of Eleanor's mouth twitched into a smile.

 "You do look a lot like Harry," she stated. "I wouldn't be surprised if you were Harry's brother,"

 "I would be," Mariah said.

 "So would I," Liam said. Eleanor sighed and furrowed her eyebrows along with smiling deeply.

 "Are you?" she asked. Marcel hesitated for a moment but then slowly nodded forward. Eleanor jumped up from the couch and squealed. "Come with me, we have much to discuss," Eleanor linking arms with Marcel.

 "Wait," Harry said standing up from the couch. I looked over to Marcel who appeared to be shaking. Harry's appearance could startle anyone around him, all the black, all the tattoos, the muscle outlining him. And considering the rest of the boys were there, it must've just been like a being in a bull ring for someone not used to the 'great' company. Harry started approaching Marcel who was now just frozen in place. The room went so quietly dull that all you could hear was Harry's shoes on the tile floor. Once the seconds that felt like years that it took for Harry to actually reach his brother.

 "H-Harry?" I stuttered out.

 "You should relax, I'm not going to hurt him," Harry said without even making the effort to look back at me. I looked to see that Eleanor's grip on Marcel had gotten tighter, you could just tell by the creases forming on his sleeve. Harry started rising up his arm and extended it towards Marcel. It appeared that, he was going to shake his hand. Marcel did the same action and raised his hand. Once they shook hands, Harry curved his lips into a sly smile. "I'm Harry." he said. Marcel smiled and nodded. "I'd love to chat but, I have to speak with Grace along with Luke over here," I shifted my eyebrow and placed my hands on my hips. Luke stood up from the couch and walked over to me, followed by him nodding over at Harry. I gave them a puzzled look cuasing Harry's mouth to twitch into a deep, deep smirk. Luke linked my arm and guided me outside followed by a snarling Harry. We walked into the garage.

 "What the hell is going on?" I asked flipping my hair to the side.

 "How would you feel about starting school again?" Luke asked putting his hands in his jean pockets.

 "How would I feel about starting school?" I asked emphasising 'I'.

 "You'd feel pretty damn good about it," Luke replied.

  "But what about Dylan?" I asked crossing my arms.

  "That's another thing," Luke said, smirking. "We're going to teach you how to defend yourself,"

 "Defend myself? Why would I need to learn that when I can just bunk off of school?"

 "Because you can't just not go to school," Luke replied.

 "And you're all for this?" I asked Harry. He looked surprised at Luke.

 "I didn't even know about that part." Harry said putting on a bitter, unhappy face.

 "Well, it's a part. You know it was bound to happen sooner or later," Luke said to Harry. Harry shot him a death glare then spat.

 "Then go ahead, tell us the rest of your plan," Harry said crossing his arms and walking up next to me.

 "Well, we're just going to teach Grace how to put off someone abusive, you'll be able to keep yourself well until you get help," Luke said.

 "Only if you want," Harry added. Luke and Harry eyed me for a moment asking me whether or not it was a good idea. If they weren't sure of anything themselves.

 "I guess I'll do it. What other choice do I actually have?" I asked.

 "Perfect." Luke said clapping his hands for extra effect. Harry didn't show any emotion but just walked out the door behind Luke.

 "When do we start?"  I asked before Luke closed the door.

 "Tonight. We do this in secret," Luke answered.

 "Why?" I asked.

  "Because someone inside the house, is working with Dylan,"

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