One Direction One Shots

Hiking

I've been thinking about this one for a while. No prompt, just dive in. (Contains omo.)

NIALL POV:
Right now the boys and I are all on a hike in the woods. The boys all know, I hate hiking. It's not really the walking part, more the part where you have, pretty much, no idea where you're going.

For example, a few minutes ago, I tripped on a root. Louis was behind me, so he noticed and stopped, but was annoyed, except the other boys didn't notice, and just kept going.

Now, they're pretty far ahead of us. The good thing is, it's a pretty closed trail so we won't lose where they go.

But, I do have another problem. I really have to pee. I know I could just go in the woods, but I'm pee shy. And anyways, Louis' already angry, he'd get more upset if I asked him to stop again. I REALY DON'T want to stop myself, and get lost, either. I probably wouldn't get lost, but none of that matters, because I'm pee shy.

Ten Minutes Later
NIALL POV:
Ugh, how long has it been? I'm tired, and I still really need a wee. I grab my dick and continue walking.

Twenty Minutes Later
NIALL POV:
I can't hold it anymore, I'm gonna ask Louis to stop.

"L-Louis?"

"What?" he says without looking behind.

"I- Can we stop for a sec? I needa wee."

"No, don't be a baby, you can hold it."

"No, I don't think I can."

"Shut up Niall, you already made me stop earlier."

I decide to do what he says, and keep walking.

Five Minutes Later
NIALL POV:
I'm about to ask to stop again, when it happens.

I pee myself. In the woods. With trees everywhere.

I start crying.

"Are you laughing? That's not gonna help your pee thing," Louis says.

Then, he turns around and sees me. His eyes go wide.

"N-Niall-" is all I hear before I run off.

LOUID POV:
I sigh. How did I not notice this!? I know he probably wouldn't want me to go after him right away, so I text the boys first.

"Hey, can you come back here?" I text them.

A few minutes later, I hear footsteps.

"What's wrong? Where's Ni? When did you get so far behind?"

"Well, 'bout fourty-five minutes ago, Niall tripped on a root or something and I had to stop. Then, just now he-he wet himself. Then he ran off."

"What!? Why didn't he go in the woods? There're plenty of trees."

"I-I didn't want to stop again, and I didn't realize how bad it was. And he-he didn't want to get lost or something, somehow."

"Well, there's nothing we can do now," Liam said, sighing, "Where'd he go?"

"That way," I say, pointing.

They nod, and we start running over there.

We quickly find him, leaned up against a tree, crying.

"Ni..." Liam rubs his back.

"What happened bud?"

"I-I couldn't hold it. I'm sorry."

"It's ok, we only have about ten more minutes for the trail, and I have some jeans in my car. That ok?"

He nodded and we got up and started walking again.

That's it. As I've said before, my brain doesn't really let me put stuff out of my head that easily. Hope that makes sense. I don't know. Anyways, I feel like, due to lack of story ideas, I've been writing worse. So, if you have any prompts, even just a category (sickfic, (name)), please comment or message me.

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