One Direction One Shots

Bedwetter

Another one where Niall wets the bed, but different.

NIALL POV:
I wake up in the middle of the night. I shift, trying to go back to sleep, and realise... I wet the bed.

No, no, no, this cannot be happening! What will the boys think?

I wet the bed until I was THIRTEEN, I can't have it start back up again.

I decide I have to tell the boys. I know they probably won't make fun of me, but I'm still nervous.

I take a deep breath and get up. My room is closest to the bathroom, then there's Louis, Harry, Liam, and Zayn. I knock on Louis' door first.

Unsurprisingly, he doesn't answer, so I walk in. I tap him on the shoulder and he wakes up right away.

"What time is it? What are you doing in my room Niall?" he asks, sounding annoyed.

I break down crying.

"I- can you help me?"

He immediately sits up.

"What's wrong?"

"I-I wet the bed..."

As soon as I say that, he starts laughing.

"Th-this is a prank, right?" he says, stuttering because of how hard he's laughing.

I cry more.

"No, it's not! I-I need help cleaning up. Can you please help me?"

"Wow, I thought it was babyish to wet the bed, and you don't even know how to change some sheets!?"

I run out of the room. I can only hope Harry reacts differently. He doesn't. He also thinks it's a prank, and throws me out of the room before I can say anymore. I go to Liam next, then Zayn, and none of them give a seconds thought before kicking me out.

I sit outside the bedrooms and cry. I honestly don't know how to clean it up. Back at home, my mom would always help me, but the problem stopped before she got to teaching me.

LIAM POV:
I'm about to go back to sleep, when I hear crying.

What? Did Niall actually wet the bed?

I sigh, and open the door to my room.

Niall is leaning against the wall crying. He doesn't notice me right away.

I look to see if his pants are wet, and they are. Soaked, even. I'm shocked.

"N-Ni? I- I'll help you clean... it."

He perks up.

"R-really!?"

I nod, and we head towards his room. I turn on the light.

The bed is absolutely covered wet.

He looks shocked too, as if he's also seeing it for the first time.

"Have you ever cleaned this up before?"

He slowly shakes his head.

"It's ok, my sister wet the bed for a while and I learned how to... do it."

He nodded.

I brought him along the steps, and I could tell he was really paying attention.

By the time him and his bed were clean, he was also calmed down.

"Why didn't you ask anyone else? I'm sure one of them would've believed you."

He shakes his head.

"Huh?" I ask.

"I tried. N-no one cared," he said, crying again.

"Aww, I'm sorry bud. Why don't we go get them?"

He nodded.

He first knocked on Louis' door.

When it didn't open, he opened it, and tapped Louis on the shoulder to wake him.

"Ugh, what do you want now Niall? I didn't fall for your prank."

"It wasn't a prank," I say.

"Huh?"

"I-I really wet the bed... and I also did until I was... thirteen."

"Y- Niall, I am so sorry, I-" Louis started, but Niall just left the room, moving on to Harry.

I just shrugged at Louis, closed his door, and followed Niall.

After we had told everyone, they all apologised. I did too. He easily forgave us, and we promised that, from now on, we would always help him with this.

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