Harry is with Niall in the car on the way home and has to pee. Niall notices and asks him if he needs to but he says no. After a little, Niall asks again but Harry yells at him, causing him to cry. Harry feels bad then wets himself. When they get home, Harry doesn't talk at all about Niall and they don't notice him crying so he stays in his room to sob. After everything, with Harry, is dealt with, the boys finally notice Niall looks down.

NIALL POV:
Harry and I just had a really fun time at the mall together! We had a bunch of snacks and, and... oh yea, we did shopping. Anyways, I can't wait to get home and tell the boys about everything!

"Hey, what was your favorite part?" I ask Harry.

He doesn't respond so I look over at him.

"Harry?"

"Oh! Sorry, what did you say."

"Um, you alright? You look a bit fidgety..."

"Oh, just a bit tired."

"Ok!" I say, and continue driving.

Harry zones out again so I look at him.

I notice his hands going down from his phone to his crotch...

"Um, Harry? D-do you have to pee or something?"

He immediately glances up at me.

"N-no! F-focus on your driving."

"Ok..."

After ten minutes we hit some traffic. Harry notices we stopped.

"Um, how long do you think there is until we get there?" he asks sounding worried.

"Um, probably just about fifteen minutes," I say, "why?"

"N-no reason."

"Mmk."

After a few minutes of drumming my fingers on the steering wheel, I look back at Harry. This time, his hands aren't just inching towards his crotch, they have a death grip on his dick. Harry looks likes he's in a lot of pain holding it so I ask him again.

"Harry, we can pull over now if you need the loo."

"I DON'T NEED THE LOO, WOULD YOU JUST SHUT UP WITH THAT!?"

I'm taken aback.

"I-I'm sorry," I say, trying to sound annoyed while I'm actually pretty hurt.

I didn't mean to embarrass him or anything.

I can't stop the tears from running down my face. What is wrong with me!?

Harry looks annoyed until he looks at my face.

"Niall, I-I didn't mean to make you cry..."

"Just save it, I'm just gonna embarrass you again..."

We both stop talking, but we still hear Harry's movement around the chair until suddenly, a hissing.

We both look down at his pants.

He starts crying too.

As soon as we arrive home, he runs out and bangs on the door.

When Louis sees him he rushes him inside and shoots me a glare, even though I hadn't done anything but try to help him!

I sigh and get myself out of the car. I carry all five bags inside myself and leave them by the mat before rushing upstairs to my room.

I cry and cry and cry.

Damn it! Why am I even crying!? I'm almost a grown man for goodness sake!

I hear the shower running, probably Harry, and maybe Louis too...

I keep crying, using the sound of the shower to my advantage.

Dinner Time
LIAM POV:
I just prepared some spaghetti and meatballs with garlic bread.

"Food's ready!" I shout.

Harry and Louis come in, but not Niall.

"Wonder where Ni is," I say.

"He was being a jerk to Harry, Louis mumbles.

For a split second second, I see a look of guilt spread across Harry's face, but he covers it up by talking.

"Thanks for making this Li!"

I just nod, slightly confused.

'I'll go get him I guess," I say.

I go up to his room and knock on the door. He doesn't say anything so I come in.

"Hey Ni, time to eat."

Nothing.

"Ni?"

I look over to his bed and see him crying.

"Niall! What's wrong, bud?"

"I-I-I don't know! Harry yelled at me and, and-"

"Do you know why he yelled at you?"

He slightly nodded.

"You know how he, he weed in his pants during our car ride together?"

"Yea..."

"Well, Louis blamed it on me but it wasn't really my fault at all!"

"Well then, tell me what actually happened."

"Well, I noticed Harry was kind of fidgeting a lot and I saw his hands inching towards... there, so I asked him if he needed a wee."

I nod, signaling for him to keep going.

"He said no, but I knew he needed to go. A little while after, his hand was literally SQUEEZING... it, so I said something like 'I can pull over now if you want me to,' and then he yelled at me! And then I started crying but then he weed in his pants so he started crying too. When we got home he, like, banged on the door and then Louis let him in and gave me a dirty look, as if it was my fault! I got all the bags of stuff we bought and then went inside and, and I came here to cry for the rest of the day..."

"Aww, Niall, I'm sorry, Louis didn't know."

"I thought Harry would be kind enough to say something about me, but I guess he doesn't care."

"Niall, Harry does care about you, he was probably just a bit stressed."

Hesitantly, he nods.

"Why don't we go down and tell them about it now," I say.

"Mmm, can you please?"

I chuckle.

"Sure."

After we explained everything, Harry and Louis realized their mistakes and apologized. Thankfully, Niall took the apologies, in exchange for some ice cream...

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