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?


3. Chapter 3


  ~Grace's P.O.V~

  In the morning I gulped down my breakfast without effort. In reality, it was killing me. I missed Will and my father more than anything, they were all I ever actually had and now-that was nothing anymore. I've spent months trying to pretend that I was never apart of that family, maybe I was adopted to replace another child and I was supposed to find that out when I turned 18. But what other child would there have been? Right no one, I was related by blood and there was no changing it.

 "Did you sleep well, dear? You look utterly tired," Nana said taking a bite of toast.

 "Yeah, I slept fine I just think I'm sick," I said shrugging my shoulders. It hadn't been a lie, since the call I've had the urge to throw up.

   "Oh well, go back to bed and rest up, I'll be up to check on you in a moment." Nana said wiping her face with a napkin. I nodded and clutched my stomach as I walked up the stairs. I hopped on my undone bed covers and just screamed out into my pillow. What good was anything doing? I cozied myself up in the ruffled covers and let my eyes fall heavily. I did also lie to Nana by saying I slept well, I didn't even sleep. The same thing happened back in Foster the night Harry snuck into my room. Except then, I didn't want to stop thinking about him.


   I woke up at the feel of a shadow over me. I opened my sleep deprived eyes and saw that Maya was standing in front of me with her arms crossed.

  "Well good morning," Maya said sarcastically.

 "What the fuck, Maya?" I asked rubbing my eyes.

  "Why didn't you tell me Harry called?" Maya asked.

  "I though Perrie would've told you right after I told her,"

  "She did but, that was after you went up stairs with the stomach flu," Maya said sitting next to me. I felt my eyes get moist just thinking about the call. I sucked in a deep breathe and looked at Maya straight in the eyes.

  "I'm sorry. It's just not ideal for me to even talk about-Harry- no matter what," I said choking down on 'Harry'. Maya nodded and hugged me tightly.

  "So now would be a bad time to tell you I kissed Liam before we left Foster?" Maya asked biting down on her bottom lip. This is why she was cheerier than I'd ever seen her when we left. My eyes widened with shock and Maya just smiled awkwardly.

  "Why am I only just finding this out? How did it even happen?" I asked covering my mouth with my hand to hide the laughter about to break through.

  "One, you're only finding out about this now because I thought since you had admitted something to me, I would do the same with you. And, two, he was feeling down about Danielle and I was feeling bad about Dylan so he and I were feeling like shit and we got closer and closer until-we kissed," Maya explained. She dropped her shoulders and sighed in relief. "It feels so much better to actually tell someone,"

  "How many people have you told?" I asked chuckling. I got up and ran to the bathroom and threw up. I'm not going to lie, I did feel a lot better. Maya barged into the bathroom and handed me a hot towel to wash my face.

 "Let's hope you're not pregnant," Maya joked. I wiped my face and sighed.

  "No, it's been four months a if I were pregnant then Harry definitely wouldn't come searching for me," I said.

  "You mean you actually slept with him?!" Maya exclaimed. I shut the bathroom door and covered Maya's mouth.

  "Shut up! My grandmother is in the house," I said. Maya laughed as I pulled my hand away from her mouth.

  "I can't believe you slept with him! Now it all makes sense to why Luke freaked out at breakfast the next day!" Maya squealed.

  "Well, now you have your answer," I said walking back to my room. Maya didn't bother coming back to my room which meant I was alone. I walked over to my dresser and pulled out the shirt that Harry had given me back at the cabin. No matter how many washes it went through, it still smelled like him. Either that or I'm just imagining that his scent was roaming the black t-shirt. I shut the door and sat on the bed and looked out the window that was ahead of me. I put on the t-shirt over my light pink tank top and sniffled.

  "You'll be the death of me Harry Styles,"

  "Missing me?" a voice said. I jerked my head to the side to see Harry leaning against my desk. I looked down at my lap as he started to approach me.

  "The reason I left Foster was to get away from you, why are you here?" I asked having my vision blur from the new forming tears.

  "Why'd you leave, Grace?" he asked sincerely and gently. I wiped away a tear off my water line and sucked in a breathe. I chuckled at the non comedic question.

  "If I had to tell you, nothing would change, you should know," I said shrugging. Harry scooted closer to me and put his face so close to mine that whenever he breathed I felt it on my neck and it sent a shiver down my spine.

  "I'm sorry for whatever I did, I'm sorry that anything happened just please, come back," Harry begged.

  "I can't," I said getting up and roaming around the room.

  "Why not? Why can't you come back to me?" Harry asked looking down at his feet. I was crying uncontrollably. I braced myself for a moment and turned to face Harry who looked like he hadn't slept in days.

  "I can't go back to you because you aren't apart of me anymore, you aren't in my life anymore," I said before breaking down into tears again. Harry got up from the bed and wrapped his arms around my waist. He pulled me into a tight hug. I buried my face into his chest and took in a deep breathe. He smelled the same. Nothing changed, it felt like home.

 "I need a real reason, Grace. Sooner or later you'll have to tell me what drove you away," Harry said resting his chin on my head.

  "Why do you even care? You couldn't even say you loved me," I cried.

  "Didn't you hear me back at the cabin? You're my world," Harry said cupping my chin and pulling his head towards mine, puckering his lips. I was tempted to kiss him but, no. I'm not going to become the same girl I was four months ago.

  "No, I'm sorry, Harry," I said stepping away from him. Harry smiled and chuckled at himself.

  "You really have changed, haven't you?" Harry asked with a sly smiled. I shrugged my shoulders and tried my best to smile.

  "I've just gotten smarter," I said nodding my head for extra effect. Harry put his hands up in defence as playfully as possible and laughed.

  "We are far from finished," Harry said.

  "I know," and before I knew it I blinked and he was gone. It was all a mind illusion. I guess that's what I suspected, he was dressed up far more formal than usual (A/N Look at the cover for the first book and that's what I pictured him to wear). I sighed as fell back on my bed and took in a deep breathe.

  "We are far from finished," I said mimicking Harry. "We have only just started,"

  I looked up at my ceiling. He wants me back but the question that I'm wondering is: Will I go back? Before I could even find a temporary solution to my own question Perrie rushed through the door in a panic.

  "Knock much?" I asked sitting up. Perrie completely ignored my question and let a few tears drop down her cheeks. "What's wrong?"

  "Eleanor called me. Harry's been in an accident,"

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