One Direction One Shots

Niall Omorashi

One where they are all on the tourbus. The toilet's broken. Harry is sick and Zayn, Louis, and Liam are all taking care of him. Niall on the other hand, really has to pee and doesn't know if he can hold it much longer. The boys (don't know about his predicament and) are really annoyed with him for not taking care of Harry and he wets himself and has a panic attack. (This is only the prompt for the beginning of the story.) I really don't know what this turned into but it's my first story. Enjoy! (Also please tell me about ANY mistakes in my writing)

Disclaimer: I have never had a panic attack but I've read about and seen many.

NIALL POV:
I really need to pee. That's all I can think right now. The boys are really angry at me for not taking care of Harry. He's just sleeping right now I don't know what I would do to help (if I could get up without wetting myself). I don't want to ask the boys to stop since they're already really annoyed with me but- I'm hit with a huge wave of desperation.

Oh, screw it, I'm going to ask to stop.

"Paul, can we stop? I-"

"Why are you always hungry!?" Louis shouts out at me.

"I-I need-"

"Oh, just shut up and be quiet Niall," Louis interrupts again.

"O-ok."

I don't think Paul heard a single thing.

HARRY POV:

I feel like crap. I just woke up to Louis screaming at Niall. I was going to ask what the screaming was about when I see Niall's face. He looks extremely uncomfortable. I can't quite get what the reason is. Just then, Louis looks back to me.

"Oh, sorry for waking you Hazzy, go back to bed," he says. I nod and close my eyes completely forgetting about Niall. Then, my stomach grumbles. My eyes widen in embarrassment. Louis chuckles.

"Hey Paul, can we stop? Harry's hungry!" he shouts to the front.

"Sure, there's a McDonalds right here. That okay?"

I nod and Louis says it will be great.

Paul stops and I look over at Niall. His uncomfortable face turns to an extremely relieved face.

"Niall, stay here. We'll get whatever you want and now you can actually look after Harry except for 10 minutes instead of hours," someone says, I can't quite make out who.

Niall's face goes back to where it was. He doesn't get up though.

"Get up!!!"

That was definitely Louis. He slowly gets up but immediately sits back down.

"WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR!? GET YOUR LAZY ASS UP!"

He gets up, and this time stays standing. The boys leave. Didn't even bother to ask him his order.

NIALL POV:
I really need to go now. I think Harry notices my uncomfortable look because he asks me what's wrong. I tell him nothing but then a huge urge hits me and I double over. Now he knows something is up. I figure he knows exactly what it so I grab my dick. I get a few seconds of relief before I feel the intense urge all over again. I guess he doesn't see that part though and he asks me if I feel sick. I guess from being doubled over. I'm about to tell him no when the boys come in and see me doubled over.

"Stop being such an attention seeker and pretending to be sick. We can see right through you," Zayn says.

Really? That's what they think this is. I feel so many things at once. I'm about to shout back about how I'm not faking sick when the dam breaks. The floor (which thankfully doesn't have any carpet) has a growing gigundous puddle and then I break down and start crying. Liam is about to come and comfort be but I push him away. Even if he didn't really say anything mean to me, I'm don't want to be comforted by him. Harry starts rubbing my back and I let him. Then, I don't really know what happens but I push him away and keep thinking about how they'll hate me even more now, for ruining the bus. More than what, I don't really know. I cry more and then I feel like I can't breathe. More hands are on my back now and I don't shake them off but it doesn't help. My vision gets blurry. Really blurry, not just from crying. I almost fall backwards but I feel someone catch me right before I pass out...