Harry's P.O.V.
Agh, she's probably downstairs
I couldn't help but smile. I'm going to finally propose to her, and it's going to be great. I jumped down the stairs two at a time, racing to find her and see her.
I'm gonna marry her!
I felt my cheeks burn from smiling so hard as I checked the living room for my angel.
Nothing.
My smile softened a bit.
Maybe in the den?
Nothing.
Okay, she's here I know she is. I used the house intercom to call for her. I picked up the phone and heard the click through the whole house.
"Georrrggiiiaaa! I love you! C'mere babe!"
Nothing still. My smile was pretty much gone by now.
I ran back upstairs, down the hall and opened the doors to our master bedroom, taking a deep breath. The mirror across the room reflected back, showing a wild mess of brown curls, tattooed arms and chest, with a frown.
I darted for the dresser for my cellphone and quickly typed in her name. The phone rings once and I hear buzzing in the sheets along with the song "I Just Called To Say I Love You" by Stevie Wonder.
Now I'm freaking out. She would never leave her phone! She literally cannot leave without it! I ran out to our balcony where we shared our first kiss in our home. I looked out to see if she maybe went for a swim.
After all, it is June; the month I first met her. I leaned over the railing, almost falling over but didn't see her.
I ran out the front doors and searched and searched for her and found nothing. Not a single clue to where she might have gone. Her car was even here which meant she hadn't left.
I pulled back on my hair. Today was supposed to be great. Today was supposed to be one of the greatest days in our shared life. But, a life can't be shared if she isn't here.
I went back inside to go get my phone and call the boys.
I called Liam first.
"Liam."
"Hey Harry! Hows it-"
"No time! Call Louis and Niall!"
"Why?"
"Just do it!"
"I'm sorry."
I heard Liam type in numbers as I typed in Zayn's number. It took three rings before he answered finally.
"Whaat. It's..."
There was a pause.
"Harry it's 8 in the morning. Why are you calling it's early?"
"Call Niall."
"I want to-"
"CALL NIALL."
Zayn pressed in Niall's number.
"Aye!" Niall cheered.
"Okay, Liam did you get Louis?"
"Yeah I was gonna get Niall too but nooooo."
"For what?" Niall asked.
"Georgia is missing."
The boys all started talking at once.
"Listen, I need help finding her and I don't know what to do."
"Well," Louis started.
"You could start by calling the damn police first."
I sighed.
"Hurry and get here."
"I may need a few extra minutes.." Zayn says groggily.
"Not if I'm helping! Get your ass up and ready, Zayn!" Niall yelled over the phone.
I hung up and flopped on the couch in the living room and patted Georgia's favorite spot; the corner where the couch bends against the wall. She will show up. I know she will. She's a strong woman.
I punched in 999.
"Hello, what's your emergency?"
I took a breath and answered.
"I'd like to report a missing woman."
