The boys go to a theatre to see a movie. Niall gets some candy, popcorn, and a large soda... Coincidentally, he sits right in the middle of the five boys. Halfway through, he already feels his bladder aching, but decides to hold it. After a half hour, he gets up, but Louis joking doesn't let him pass, telling him to enjoy the movie. Zayn, on the right, does the same. He sinks back into his chair. After, ten minutes, he asks again, but is turned down. Ten minutes after that, he can't hold it anymore, and everything comes out. The boys get mad at him for embarrassing them, even though it wasn't at all his fault. Then, NOSH!

NIALL POV:
I'm in my room, when someone knocks on the door.

"Come in," I say.

"Hey Ni, we're gonna go to the theatres to watch a movie! Care to join?" Harry asks in an excited tone.

"Sure! What're we gonna watch?"

"I have no idea!" he says in the same voice.

I laugh.

"Ok, be out in a sec."

He nods, and leaves the room.

I change into some comfortable clothes and head out the door.

I join the boys in the car, and we drive over.

In the Theatre Room (Is that what it's called? Someone help if you know it please!)
NIALL POV:
I quickly get settled into my seat.

I bought, candy, popcorn, and a large cup of Root Beer to wash it down.

I'm in the middle of the four, with Louis and Zayn on my sides.

We decided to watch A Man Called Otto. (My favorite movie, which I watched in theatres less than a few months ago, of course it's not in theatres anymore now.) (Tom Hanks stars in it.) (I did not watch this again while writing.) (No spoilers, don't worry.) (I guess putting things in parentheses are author's notes to me now.)

I drink and eat almost more than half of what I've bought before the movie even begins.

The movie starts off really well. And it's really funny too. About halfway through the movie, I feel a nudge in my bladder.

Uh oh.

Wh-whatever, I can hold it.

Thirty Minutes Later
NIALL POV:
Ok, I can't hold it anymore, I'm gonna go to the bathroom now.

"'Xcuse me Louis, gotta wee," I whisper.

"Nuh uh," he says back.

"Huh?"

"Shh, I'm trying to watch!"

"Louis, let me out!"

He shakes his head, so I turn towards Zayn who smirks at me before I even say anything.

"Nope."

"I-" I start, but quickly sink back into my seat, defeated.

Ugh, it's way worse now.

I grip my crotch with my hand, barely able to focus on the movie anymore.

Ten Minutes Later
NIALL POV:
GAAH, I need to ask them again.

"L-Louis, please let me go, please!"

He smiles and shakes his head.

"Louis, I'm not joking!"

He turns his head back to the movie, so I turn to Zayn again.

"Zee?"

"Why do you keep talking, Niall?" Liam asks.

"He's saying he needs a wee or something I think, I don't really know," Zayn says, without taking his eyes off the movie.

Again, I sink back.

Both hands are grabbing my crotch now, and tears are forming at my eyes.

Ten Minutes Later
NIALL POV:
I'm about to ask them again FOR THE THIRD TIME, when I start leaking.

No, no, no! This can't be happening!

More comes out, until I finally let it take over me.

I can't believe it.

Me, Niall, A GROWN MAN FOR GOD'S SAKE, is wetting himself like a toddler in a movie theatre.

I almost laugh until I realize that, we're in public.

Then I start crying instead.

(Man, what is even happening right now?)

Someone puts their hand on my back.

"What's wrong Nialler?" Zayn asks, suddenly acting nice.

"I-I-" I can't finish, or even start it for that fact, because of how heavily I'm sobbing now.

He notices it himself.

"Oh my god, I can't believe you!" he says.

"What happened?" Liam asks.

"Guys, Niall just wet himself," Zayn says, loud enough so all three boys can hear it.

"WHAT!?" Louis says, a little too loudly, getting a few shushes from others.

(Wait, why are they in a public theatre, again?)

"Oh my god, you are so embarrassing Niall, we shouldn't've brought you here if you were going to do this. You know what, we should probably just leave."

"I-I'm sorry..." I say, "I didn't mean for this to happen..."

"Well, it did happen and, well, it was your fault."

"Come on, let's go home, Niall's not coming though."

"Wh-what?" I say.

Louis and Zayn lead, while Harry and Liam just shrug and do nothing about it either.

I figure I should probably wait for the movie to end, and then call someone.

Probably Josh.

After the Movie
NIALL POV:
Somehow, after two eternities, the movie ends.

I take my sweatshirt off and tie it around my waist to cover the wet spot, so no one notices.

When everyone else is out, I call Josh.

"J-Josh?"

"Hi! Is something wrong babe?"

I start crying again.

"Can you pick me up at the movie theatre? I'll explain in the car."

"Oh... Ok, I'm already around there, be there in two minutes, ok?"

"Ok, text me when, you're outside."

"Ok," he says, and hangs up.

I wait on a little bench in the lobby, waiting.

After a few minutes, he texts.

"Ok, I'm outside."

"Ok, come to the lobby so I can see you," I text back.

He types a quick "k" before coming in.

As soon as I see him, I dive in for a hug.

"Aww, what happened? Why are you in a t-shirt?"

"Car," I say.

He nods.

As soon as we get in the car, he asks me again.

"So, what's wrong?"

"I- We watched a movie, the other four and I, and then-then I had to wee so I asked Louis and Zayn, because I was in the middle, to get out, but they said no, and-and I told them I wasn't joking but they didn't believe me. And then, like, ten minutes later I asked again, and they said no again. I was about to ask another ten minutes later and then, and then," I can't finish the sentence, but he understands enough.

"So, where are they now?"

More tears fall.

"They left. They said I embarrassed them so they left as soon as they knew about... it."

He nods.

"C-can I maybe stay with you tonight?"

"Of course, babe."

We drive to his house, and I quickly hop into the shower.

He leaves some of his clothes outside the door and I change into them.

When I come out of the bathroom, Josh is there on his bed, waiting.

"Hey, have a nice shower? I put your clothes in the wash, I can give them back tomorrow morning hopefully."

"Yea, thanks, ok."

He nods.

"W-wanna cuddle in my bed?" he asks.

I nod.

The Next Morning
NIALL POV:
When I wake up, Josh is already out of bed.

I sit up.

"Joshy?"

"Oh, hi babe! I didn't know you were up. I wanted to make you some breakfast," he says cutely.

"Oh, thanks," I say.

I pause.

"And, thank you, for last night and everything."

"Oh, don't mention it."

I smile.

"Oh, and stay in bed, let me finish breakfast and then I'll come back and we'll eat together, yea?"

"Ok."

After Breakfast
NIALL POV:
"That was delicious Josh, thank you!"

My phone starts ringing.

"Oh," I say, "it's-it's Louis."

I pause.

"Should I answer?"

"I guess, see what comes out of it, yea?"

I nod and press the, 'answer' button.

"Niall! We-we are so sorry for yesterday, we-we... so where are you right now?"

"Josh picked me up," is all I say.

"Oh."

We talk for ten minutes and I eventually, at least, partially forgive them.

Josh drops me off at our flat, and after a while, the whole thing is forgotten.

(Gotta love my crap endings.)

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