@Wilbur_Rue gave me this story prompt, the message is down below.

(I decided to make char1 Niall and char2 Zayn)

NIALL POV:
I'm sitting on the couch looking through Twitter, when the boys come in.

"Hey Nialler!" Harry says excitedly.

"Huh? What's going on?"

Harry giggles.

"Can I tell him!?"

Louis just laughs and nods at him.

"You and Zayn are going to spend a night at a haunted hotel!"

Oh no, this was not good. I do NOT do well with scary stuff.

"Uhhhhhhhhhh," I say, "Why..?"

"Well, we're free and we wanted to have fun and then we did not it stuff while Zayn was in the bathroom so now you two are together!"

"How is doing that while I'm over here and Zayn is in the bathroom fair?"

"Just let it go Ni, we have to do it," Zayn says.

I just groan.

"When are we doin' it?"

"Tonight!"

"Tonight!? It's already 12:00! I can't pack that fast! What if I forget something or-"

"It's all gonna be ok Ni, I'll be there with you the whole time," Zayn says.

He gives me a kiss on the cheek and I blush.

"Well, better get to packing."

At the Hotel
NIALL POV:
The boys just dropped us off here and drove away. Perfect, just perfect.

Zayn senses my worry and wraps his arms around me.

"Come on, let's go in."

I slowly nod.

We walk in. There's no one at the front desk, but there is a pile of screwdrivers labeled as keys.

"Uhh," Zayn says.

I pick two up and give one to him.

"Can we just get into our room," I ask worriedly.

"Yea, sure."

"Where is it?"

"Uh, the website says you should knock on the doors to see if the room is occupied and take a vacant one..?"

I shudder.

"L-let's get to knocking then," he says.

We choose the first one from the right and he knocks three times.

"OCCUPIED!" we hear fro the inside.

We quickly move left to the next door.

Suddenly, I feel a pang in my bladder.

Gee, I REALLY have to wee. How did it take me so long to notice?

I gulp. I can hold it until we find a room, right? Right.

Zayn knocks on the door, no response.

He slowly uses the screwdriver to unlatch the door.

I notice two things as soon as we walk in.

First, there's a drunk-looking man passed out onto the bed, and second, there's no bathroom door.

Even if we did find a room, I wouldn't be able to pee because I'm pee shy! I can only pray the other rooms are different. Ugh, thinking about this makes me need to go even worse. I grab my dick, taking the urge away for a second.

"Hey, Niall, gonna come out of the room?"

I snap back to reality.

"Y-yea, sorry."

"Gee, you look really scared Niall," Zayn observes.

"Uh, me, no, not at all, I'm fine, I'm fine."

"If you say so. Wanna knock on the next one?"

I rapidly shake my head.

"Ha, ok."

He knocks on it and as soon as he does, a big angry man pops out of the room starting to yell at us.

I scream at the top of my lungs.

Zayn and I run back into the lobby.

"Whew, that scared me a bit," Zayn says.

Then he starts looking at my pants area and his eyes widen.

"Uh, Niall..."

"What?"

I look down, and realize.

I wet myself.

"No no no no, no no, no no... NO!" I say.

"Hey, Niall, it's ok, you were scared, it's not that weird."

"I- but-"

I break down crying.

"Hey, hey, you're ok, we have clothes."

I don't say anything so he pulls out his phone.

"Hey, you need to pick us up," he says.

I hear some chatter on the other side before Zayn speaks again.

"I-I know but you need to pick us up."

More chatter.

"IF YOU DON'T PICK US UP RIGHT NOW I WILL MURDER EACH ONE OF YOUR FAMILY!" he screams into the phone, his eyes starting to tear up.

"Thank you..." he whispers before hanging up.

Zayn picks me up and brings us to the front, right outside the doors. He goes back to get our bags and we wait.

After a while, we finally see the boys.

"I can't believe you couldn't even handle an hour in here, it doesn't even look that bad. You guys are-" Louis stops talking when he sees me.

"Wh-what happened? Why is my Nialler crying?" Liam asks.

I turn to Zayn.

"Want me to tell them, or you?"

I point to him and he nods.

"Well, we got jump scared and Niall wet himself and he doesn't feel at all good about it."

I cry more.

"Aww, bud, we're sorry we tried forcing you guys to stay here. We didn't know it would end so badly."

"Let me carry you to the car," Liam says.

He tries to carry me, but I slap him away.

"Leave it to the master," Zayn says.

I almost giggle at how cute he's being.

He picks me up and gives me a kiss on the cheek before bringing me to the car.

"Eww, PDA," Louis says.

"Well, you and Harry are much worse," Zayn says smirking.

Liam just laughs and we drive back home, never to talk about this experience again.

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