My Crush is A Bedwetter?

A Night to Remember (Part 2)

(Warning: light reference to wetting and diaper usage in this chapter)

Her bedroom was beautiful to me, with her bookshelves and her desk facing towards a window, with light blue and green curtains to cover them up, and with her bed in a corner of the room. A strange package stuck out from under her bed, with something sticking out of it, which she quickly nudged under her bed. Her bed had blankets on top and a cute light blue sheet to cover the bottom, it was also covered with stuffed animals, such as a small frog that I got her, and her favorite, a big cat plushie that she slept with almost every night.
When she sat down on her bed, something crinkled, but I put it down to just a spring or something growing older. We exchanged a few jokes and started talking about school, and books that we both liked.

After the line to get food had diminished, we left her room to get food. Shortly after, she left to sit with her mom on the couch, where she finished quickly and went into her room, where she closed the door quickly. I hoped I hadn't offended her from earlier on accident, and concluded that maybe she just wanted some peace and quiet. After we all finished eating, the oven went off, and out came a beautifully made desert, with a golden brown top without being overcooked, butter mochi. Everyone came and took some and they all seemed to like it, everyone except Lily, who was still in her room. I felt that it would be wrong of us to enjoy a desert she made without her. So I knocked on her door.

At the time, there was no response, so I started knocking slightly harder. Still no response was heard from her. "Is it okay to come in?" I asked, and only then did I get a response, "Yeah, sorry I didn't hear you earlier, come in." I opened the door, and was surprised with what I saw.

She was lying down on her bed, and appeared to be reading a book. She was wearing a shirt, but no obvious pants or shorts, and her underwear, which looked significantly thicker than regular underwear, and had a significantly more childish design. Only when she turned to look at me did she realize who I was, and it was at that moment where I realized what she was wearing, "Kyle? I didn't knowitwasyouIthoughtyouwereDan." She looked on the verge of tears, and it was obvious her bladder hadn't held up either, as the design from the front of her diaper started fading. She quickly stood up and ran to the bathroom in her room, and promptly locked the door. Part of me wanted to check in on her and see if she was okay,  but the other part told me to leave her alone and give her space. I could hear a slight sound of crying behind the bathroom door, and promptly closed the door to her room and left.

      "She said she wasn't hungry," I lied, to Dan and his mom, which I guess they both believed. And after a night of gaming and talking, it still was on my mind....the thought of my crush, a girl so perfect in my eyes, wearing a wet diaper.

      I wonder where this could go.....?