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I wake up early to see that Niall is still not home. I feel asleep in my dress and makeup and I feel gross. Showering and pulling on a large sweater and some shorts I head downstairs with Charli placing him outside on the patio for him to do his business. 
                          
The house is empty and slightly cold under my feet. I turn up the heat and check my phone for any calls from Niall. None. I began to text Greg but quickly decide not to his and Barbra are on their honeymoon. I can't interrupt that. 
                          
I call Ben Winston who might of been with Niall at the time and it goes straight to voicemail. I call Simon and it rings for a while till his wife picks up. "Hello?" 
                          
"Hi, yes, um... This is Rose I am Niall's Girlfriend. I was wondering if Niall might of slept over there last night?" I ask looking down at the counter playing with the tiles. 
                          
"Niall? No." She says and I hear Simon voice come on the phone. "Hello?" 
                          
"Simon, hi, it's Rose I was wondering if Niall might of slept over there last night. He texted me and said you had spoken to him after the wedding." I repeat. 
                          
"I did but he left and I headed back to our hotel. Is he not home?" He asks concern in voice. 
                          
"No," I began to look outside of the house and see only the car and not a body slumped up on the door. "I'll check and see if he didn't sleep at his moms house." 
                          
"Keep me posted." Simon said and hung up. 
                          
I called almost everyone none have seen Niall it makes me fear the worst. Almost as if the feeling of last night was disregard with out a second glance. I texted Simon that Niall was not any where in his families home or at a friends. 
                          
I was immediately replied to his text involved something along the lines of cops and a search party for Niall. I try to soothe myself with a lie of maybe he had passed out drunk at the church or he was in a ditch somewhere outside sleeping off the alcohol induced coma. 
                          
I can't wait for Simon to gather a search party to to warn police. I bring Charli back inside and grab the keys to the car driving as fast as I could to the church. It was freezing but it didn't stop me from scouring the land for Niall. 
                          
Soon I am empty handed with no Niall and soaking Vans. I make my way back up to the church see that the doors were locked and I pull on them. "Niall!" I yell, my heart aching to hear his scratchy voice say 'here, muppit'. But there is nothing as I call for him. 
                          
I look over the parking lot for anything that I can go off of a piece of clothing or a paper like in CSI. I go to the side of the building and scan the ground the bits of gravel were uplift as if someone had left in a hurry. 
                          
I look around in the grass letting my feet nudge through and see if I could something out. I began to sniffle through my nose and something skid across into the gravel. I look and see a white cracked iPhone. Niall's iPhone. 
                          
I pick it up and press the button but it had gone dead. I race through the parking lot into the car and straight home. This little device isn't worth much evidence but it's all I've got. 
                          
[...]
                          
I left Niall's phone charging while I spoke with Simon on how the search party was going to look for Niall. Police were already sending Missing Persons report. I was told to stay home incase he came back. But deep down I knew he wasn't. 
                          
I texted my mom about Niall missing but I knew she wasn't bound to respond since she was working late. I gnaw on the inside of my cheek the soothing lie repeating of he was somewhere in a hotel or getting coffee by now. 
                          
Hearing the phone vibrate on the counter I run to check it. The screen saver was of me and Niall at the Eiffel Tower him kissing my cheek and I was blushing and smiling at the sudden pose for the picture. 
                          
Unlocking the screen it went straight to the messages and all were from the lads trying to reach him. Simon was the last to text Niall of the previous night. I see the red dot near my name of a message failed to send. 
                          
'Love you, Rose! Be there home in a minute!' 
                          
My heart contracts at the thought and I began to cry. The sudden soothing lie became, he is somewhere kidnapped. Numb I go to the pictures and see a video that was pitch back. 
                          
Playing it you could hear Niall's shoes crunching in the ground, the screen remains black. 
                          
"Mum, can you believe it! He's married! Next is me hopefully." Niall says. 
                          
"I'm sure she will say yes, dear." Her voice was barely heard but she was sniffing. 
                          
"Think she will?" He questions. "I want to propose when we go to London for our anniversary. Think she'll like a picnic? See you later mum. Gotta get back to the misses." 
                          
"She will love it." His mother assures and soon his footsteps are gone. 
                          
Yes, I think and focus on the screen. It is flicked out and Niall's face is darkly dimmed as the camera was front faced. He frowns and there was a screech of tires. 
                          
"Niall Horan?" A gruff voice says. 
                          
"Yes?" He says and is cut off. 
                          
"Your coming with us." The voice says. 
                          
I look around the screen seeing if I can get a look at the person. Soon there is two men in the camera. I pause it and the man has gruff facial hair and the other was clean shaved. I can't see anything as they lead him. He puts his phone to his pocket but it slips out and it faces upward. I see the last of Niall and then the screeching tires leave. 
                          
I fast forward because it was nearly three hours and there was nothing but the sky. I jump at the sudden knock at the door. I put Niall's phone in the drawer and grab some air freshener. Holding it to my side I unlock the door and flick it up. 
                          
I see the familiar sleeve of tattoos and a smirk form and the brown eyes furrow up. "Gonna spray me with air freshener? Do I smell that bad, Rose?" 
                          
"Zayn." I choke out and feel strained. "Sorry I just-" 
                          
"Miss him?" His eyes fill with sympathy. "We haven't found anything. And neither has the police." 
                          
I let my hand fall and the air freshener tumble out of my grasp stepping forward to hug him. I lay my head against his chest and look to the side seeing Harry and Louis walking up to us. "I have a feeling you won't find anything." 
                          
Zayn pulls back and his eyes meeting mine. "We'll find him, Rose." 
                          
Harry approaches and has his arms stretched forward. "Hug?" 
                          
I leave Zayn and go to Harry squeezing him hard until he lets out a throaty laugh. "I'm getting squished here." 
                          
I pull away and look towards Louis giving him a hug as well. He was closer to Niall and I knew he was worried as hell for him. "We will find him. I promise." 
                          
"I need to show you guys something. Where is Liam?" I say as I pull back. 
                          
"Liam is with his girlfriend in London, they won't be here till tomorrow." Harry informs and frowns. "Show us something?" 
                          
I look around and nod for us to go inside. "A video."