*A Beastly / Beauty and the Beast spin-off*
"You have one year, Harry. One year before this rose is shed of all it's petals." She told me handing me the delicate red flower.
"The only thing that can break you from your ugly curse is a kiss, but not just any kiss, a kiss of true love. You need to find someone that loves not only for the outside, but for the inside as well."
"What if I don't find someone before the rose dies?" I questioned nervously while fiddling the object between my two fingers.
Her lips slowly formed in to a devious smile before she spoke up, "Well, then you die with it."
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Ever since One Direction had become the most talked about music group, Harry Styles had been treated like nothing but royalty. Overtime, his fame had caused him to lose touch with himself and he became a monster at heart. Selfish, arrogant, and spoiled, Harry expects everything to go his way and judges others immediately based on their looks. One day he crosses paths with a witch and she turns him from and handsome young man to a terrifying freak, claiming what is on the inside truly defines how you are on the outside. Will Harry change his ways and break the curse? Or will his fate be the same as the dying rose?
Isabelle Flynn, also known as "Belle", is beautiful inside and out. With her open-minded personality, she always sees the better side of things, even when living with her horrible father. Unlike Harry, her family is "lower class" and she is settled in a flat in the not so well off side of London. What happens when she encounters Harry? Will she look past his monsterous features and fall in love for who he truly is? Or will she fail to pull him back down to earth?
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Harry Styles. The strange one. The freak. The one who was too kind for his own good, trapped in a world where his job was to bring people pain.
Sophia 'Spice' Winters. The dancer. The stripper. The one who who trapped in a world where her job was to provide men with nothing but pleasure.
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"What don't you understand?" Harry seethed, his hands gripping the roots of his hair. "I'm not the good guy here, Sophia. I'm bad, everything about me is fucking bad."
Harry looked as if he was about to rip his hair out, his wild eyes shinning with madness. He looked unhinged, raw and angry. It should of frightened me. That look alone should of been enough to send me running. He didn't look like the shy man I first met. He looked...crazy. His fingers were coated in red, stained with the blood of another. He didn't seem to care though.
"If I was you Sophia, I would run away. Run as far away as you possibly can, because I promise you...An evil part of me won't let you go, and I hate myself for that. I want you to run away, to a place that I can't ever find you. You'll be safe that way."