Zayn sat on the couch, his eyes glued to the TV screen as he watched his favorite movie with his friends Niall, Harry, Liam, and Louis. He was completely absorbed in the story, his hands tightly gripping a pillow. As the movie progressed, Zayn began to fidget in his seat, shifting from side to side.

Liam noticed Zayn's restlessness and leaned over to him. He put his hand on Zayn's shoulder and signed, "Do you need a break?"

Zayn shook his head, his eyes still fixed on the screen. He didn't know how to communicate his urgent need to use the bathroom to his friends. As the movie continued, Zayn's movements became more pronounced. He was shifting around more frequently now, and Liam could see that he was starting to squirm in his seat.

Liam knew that Zayn was nonverbal and that it was hard for him to communicate his needs. He tried signing again, "Do you need to use the bathroom?"

Zayn let out a frustrated grunt, but Liam could tell that he needed to go. Liam motioned to the others to pause the movie and gently took Zayn by the arm, leading him towards the bathroom.

But it was too late. Zayn couldn't hold it any longer and he wet himself right there in the living room. He looked up at Liam, his face a mixture of embarrassment and relief.

Liam didn't bat an eyelid. He calmly took Zayn to the bathroom and helped him clean up. He made sure that Zayn was comfortable and didn't make a big deal out of the situation.

When they returned to the living room, the other boys had cleaned up the mess without a word of complaint. They all knew that accidents happened, and they didn't want Zayn to feel ashamed or embarrassed.

Zayn felt a sense of gratitude towards his friends, and though he couldn't express it in words, he knew that they understood him better than anyone else. They had seen him at his most vulnerable, and they had accepted him for who he was.

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