Lefou's pov
123...123...123... I counted in my head over and over, whilst attempting to dance with Stanley. Two long months have passed by since the day Gaston was doomed to fall.
However, Belle has invited everyone from Villeneuve to come to a ball, in celebration of the anniversary of her and Adam's wedding. The dance ended shortly after my thoughts and memories, I bow my head toward Stanley and give him a slight smile. He turns around and walks toward Tom, and Dick.
I let out a loud sigh, thinking of Gaston and how he wasn't here. My thoughts are interrupted by a light tap on my shoulder. I turn around to find a beautiful woman, no other than Belle. Gaston was right about her, she is very beautiful, as her name stated.
"Hello, Lefou," Belle says with a comforting voice. "How are you?"
Whenever Gaston would storm off after being rejected by Belle, I would go over to her and talk to her for a while, or until Gaston called for me. We have developed a strong friendship over time. That is why I feel the need to tell her something only Gaston knew. I gave my reply to her whilst looking at the perfectly polished floor.
"May we go somewhere more private? I need to tell you something."
I look up to see her eyes flash a hint of concern, but then her manner return's to her usual happy self. She nods her head and leads me through the crowd of fabric, make-up, and perfume.
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Fanfiction(Cover art isn't mine and idk who made it) ~I originally wrote this in middle school, I know it's bad. However, I appreciate all the kind comments that people have made! ~ This takes place after Beauty and the Beast, and it is the live action Beauty...
