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 “Where are you??” I asked Hunter through the phone. “We’re waiting here outside the house.” I said, irritated at his tardiness. 

“M’ sorry.” he said, his words slurred. It sounded as if he was in bed. 

“Were you sleeping?? It’s two in the afternoon.” I snapped. We had planned to go out together and watch a movie, then get dinner at a nice resturant with two of our friends, then finally head to Hunter’s surprise party, which he didn’t know about.

“Yea.. sorry. I fell asleep and lost track of time.” he said apologetic. I could hear scuffling in the back round. “I’m getting dressed now. Give me ten minutes.” I scoffed and hung up. I scrolled through my phone, texting Tammy and Sammy, both twins, that we might be late. Finally he came down. He was wearing a button up plaid shirt and khakis. He slid into the seat next to me. I couldn’t help but notice how tired he looked. 

“Hey beautiful.” he said, kissing my forehead. I didn’t answer as I started the car. “I’m sorry about being late I just-”

“I don’t care.” I snapped, irritated. He winced slightly and continued

“I was over at my mom’s all night, I had to stay with her until my sister got back from work, which wasn’t until 6 am.” he mumbled. Suddenly, I felt awful. 

“Why?” I asked, still keeping my eyes on the road as we pulled out.

“She was a little ill, nothing serious but..” he said, his voice trailing off. I nodded understanding. After a ten minute drive we were there. We both got out and walked toward the theater. 

“Horror movie?” I asked, suddenly excited. Hunter stared at me blankly. 

“Remember what happened last time? You didn’t leave my house for a week. Not that I’m complaining.” he said raising his eyebrows. I smacked his arm lightly as I said “How about ‘Opening Act’?” 

“Whatever floats your boat.” he mumbled, suddenly quieter. He shifted his weight from foot to foot.

“You okay?” I asked him. 

“I’m fine.” he said forcing a smile “Just a bit tired.” I realized we were ten minutes late for the movie. 

“Okay come on!” I said grabbing his hand and pulling him inside. We quickly ordered a large popcorn and two sodas. We took our seats in the theater. The movie was beginning to start as we sat down. 

“Thank god for commercials.” I joked, getting comfortable in my seat. When he didn’t answer i looked over. He looked a bit pale, and was shifting in his seat, as if trying to get into a comfortable position. When he noticed me staring he stopped. I looked back at the screen. The movie was beginning to get interesting when he started squirming again. He looked uncomfortable as he slid a hand on his drink. He drank it casually until i stopped staring. His breathing, wasn’t heavy, but it hitched every few seconds.

“You sure you’re okay?” he nodded. 

“Just kinda cold. No big deal.” I believed him, and rested my head on his shoulder. That seemed to do the trick as he stayed still, until halfway through the movie. His hands began to trail around his outer thigh. He gently brushed my head off his shoulder. 

“I’m going to go buy more snacks.” He informed me. I shook my head vigorously, if he ate so much now, it would spoil his appetite for later. 

“We’ll eat later, the movies almost done.” 

“But-”

“Please?” I begged. The restaurant was very high class and had awesome food. It would suck if he didn’t eat anything. 

“Okay.” 

“Hey can you keep it down?” A voice asked angrily. I knew this was the wrong thing to say, Hunter was very short tempered. To my surprise though, he did nothing but close his eyes tightly and look up at the ceiling, his expression urgent. I had no idea what was going on with him. I watched him, fixated as his adams apple protruded from his neck. After a while the movie was over and the lights turned on. Hunter jumped up, looking relieved the movie was over. 

“You that hungry?” I asked. He nodded as we climbed down the stairs. For some reason I was moving a lot faster then he was. I looked back at him, and realized with a sudden thought, that he had to pee. I knew better then to say anything about it, I knew it would be embarrassing for him, if he knew that I knew he was desperate for the toilet. Again. I waited for him at the bottom of the stairs, and we walked out together. 

“I’m gonna use the bathroom.” I told him, hoping that it would give him the opportunity to relieve himself. He nodded, and I walked inside. I didn’t really have to do anything, and I waited a while before walking out. Hunter was out there, leaning against the wall, still looking desperate. I linked my arm with his, and we walked out together. 

“S-stop.” he suddenly whispered out. I stopped and looked at him, concerned. “I-I-I..” he moaned, and put a hand over his lower stomach. 

“I know..” I said quietly. I rubbed his back softly. 

“I really.. have to go..” he said, avoiding my gaze. His face was a crimson color. 

“How long have you had to go?” I asked. 

“Since I left my mom’s house..” he whined sheepishly. I held back my shock as I helped him into the car. I could tell he was grabbing himself through his pocket, and i tried not to look. 

He looked up at me. “C-c-can you u-undo m-my belt please?” He asked nervously. I felt my heart skip a beat as I nodded.

 I started to undo his belt. He gasped as my hand brushed against his swollen bladder. He bounced his leg up and down. 

“Crap.” he whimpered. But when i took off the belt, he moaned with relief. 

“Thanks Ariel..” he told me. I smiled a bit as I started the car. He had calmed down a bit, but still looked pretty desperate. 

“Why didn’t you use the toilet at the theater?” I asked. He blushed and bit his lip. 

“They were out of o-order.” he stuttered. I nodded and faced the road. Soon we were there. He hopped out of the car and sped into the restaurant. I followed him inside quickly. As he got towards the toilet, he stopped and groaned in agony, openly gripping his crotch. The door was open, but they were cleaning inside, and no one was allowed to come in. I put a hand on his back. 

“It’s okay. We can go home after this.” I lied. We were going to his party after, but there were working toilets there. 

“Can we go home now?” he asked looking at me with his pleading green eyes, and golden blonde hair. I looked down at our shoes and scuffed the floor. “I-It’s never mind it’s fine I can wait. And look there’s Tammy and-” he stopped, and gave a small moan. He gripped his crotch tighter. He was starting to draw curious, and disapproving eyes. 

“Come on. I said grabbing his arm and pulling him to the table. “We have to cut this short.” I told Tammy and Sammy. They both nodded and stood up. 

“Happy birthday Hunter.” they sang. Hunter didn’t seem to hear them as he limped back towards the car. “Is he okay?” Tammy asked. 

“We gotta hurry.” I said as we rushed outside. We all got into the car and began to drive. Hunter whimpered and crossed his legs. 

“Babe..” he whispered “I’m about to pee any second. I’m so sorry.” he cried quietly. Tammy and Sammy exchanged sympathetic looks. 

“You’ll make it. I’ll stop at a place where you can relieve yourself.” I said. He moaned and leaned forward, his head touching the window. We stopped at the Recreational community center. 

“Why here?” he asked. None of us answered as we got up. Hunter however remained seated. 

“you guys go inside, we’ll meet you there.” I told Sammy. They nodded and went inside. 

“Ar..iel” he moaned squeezing his eyes close and rubbing his crotch. I could see a small wet spot formed. I helped him up and we walked slowly toward the double doors. We were inside, and it was dark. Suddenly the lights sprang on.

“SURPRISE!” Over thirty people shouted “HAPPY 21 BIRTHDAY!” they yelled. Hunter jumped. He suddenly doubled over in pain, and sank slowly to his knees. I watched as his pants became damper and damper, he was grunting and moaning quietly, his hands still gripping his crotch, desperatly trying to stop the stream. I kneeled down next to him, my knees touching the urine. The crowd began to whisper, and a few of his friends began to laugh. The crowd was shocked, and Hunter was humiliated. He stood up slowly, and walked out. I followed him and put my hand on his shoulder. I realized that his shoulders were shaking. 

“I’m sorry.” he whispered, shivering from the cold. 

“Theres nothing to be sorry about..” I said pulling him into a hug, not caring that my clothes were wet. We stood like that for a while. 

“You’re a great girlfriend.. I love you Ariel..” he said. I stood there, shocked. This was the first time he’s ever said that he loved me. 

“What type of nineteen year old doesn’t have a phone?” he asked. I glared at him, my lips pulling into a thin line. 

“The nineteen year olds who can’t afford it.” I snapped. A look of remorse crossed his face. 

“I’m sorry. I didn’t m-meahhh..” he stopped talking suddenly, and leaned forward. His hands moved to the front of his pants yet again. “Shit..” he moaned as he squeezed his eyes closed. 

“Whats wrong?” I asked him, my voice close to panic. 

“I’m fine.” he hissed, obviously in pain. 

“You don’t look fine.” I snapped. He looked up. I was expecting there to be a glare on his face, or at least a hard stare. But he looked completely and utterly desperate.

“We need to get out of here..” he whimpered. I noticed his legs pressed together tightly. Thats when it clicked, and I really started to panic. I groaned in irritation. 

“You have to pee??” I asked in disbelief. His face reddened and he looked away.

“don’t worry ab-” he stopped talking and muttered a stream of curse words. 

“They’re probably trying to get us out right now. Do you think you can hold it?” I asked placing a hand on his back. To my surprise, he was sweating heavily. He looked up at me, his eyes unfocused. 

“It hurts..” he said looking back down at his lap.

“I know.” I said rubbing his back softly. I didn’t admit it, but I was secretly enjoying this. “I think you can hold it.” I said massaging his back softly. His breathing hitched, and calmed down slowly. 

“T-thanks. I-I’m sorry f-for b-being such an ass..” he said quietly. Thats when i realized he was wearing a name tag.

“It’s okay.. Hunter.” For the first time being in here, he smiled warmly at me. 

“What’s your name?” he asked me. 

“Ariel.” I said smiling back. He cocked his head to one side 

“You look like a Lindsay.”

I laughed. He looked like he was about to say something, but he stopped and groaned

“Fuck.. Ariel..” he said. I felt goose bums erupt on my skin as he said my name. It was the way he said it. It sounded so.. needy like he needed me. I watched as he slammed his hands into his crotch. His hips buckled against the wall.

“I..” he started “I gotta stand up.” he said quietly. I felt my sweat run cold. 

“But the elevator squeaks and groans..” I said. 

“I gotta stand up. If I don’t, I’m going to wet my pants!” he cried suddenly. He began to whimper. He squeezed his legs together so tightly, it looked painful. 

“Gotta pee.. gotta pee.” he chanted over and over. I’ve never seen a man loose his cool like that. He didn’t look much older than me. Maybe just twenty. But here he was, a twenty year old man about to piss himself. 

“Just let go..” I told him, a hand on his shoulder. He snapped his head to face me. 

“W-what??” he asked me. I began to rub his tense back. He moaned softly. I watched as a look of relief slowly spread across his face as i continued to massage his back. I looked down and saw his gray sweatpants were soaked. 

“Are you done?” I asked him. His face reddened even more as he shook his head no.

“Don’t worry.. You’ll probably be dry by the time we get out of here.” I said. He looked close to tears as he nodded, avoiding my eyes. Suddenly, the elevator began to move. He groaned in dismay. 

“Just my fucking luck!” he cried looking down at his soaked pants. I felt bad as i realized, if he had just waited a few more minutes, he could’ve been able to use the bathroom. As we got to the top, an ambulance was waiting up there, and a crowd of anxious people. A couple of guys crowded in a group stared at Hunter in concern. But then, they took one look at his soaked pants, and laughed.

“Aye mate, didn’t quite make it to the potty did you?” One with red hair asked. 

“Fuck off Will.” 

“Oh god dude this is priceless! You actually wet your pants!” A skinny lean one with blonde hair and a long nose said. 

“I said fuck off!” Yelled Hunter. I glanced at him in concern. His face was red, and his eyes looked foggy. Suddenly, the crowd erupted into a fit of giggles. Hunter pushed through the crowd, and speed walked out the door. I quickly followed him, as I passed Will he said 

“Hope you’re proud having a 20 year old boyfriend who still needs to wear diapers.” 

Without warning, I turned around and kicked him where it hurts. He groaned in pain and leaned forward. 

“Stop wearing your ass on your head. Its not a hat.” I snapped, running out of the door. 

I remember this day like it was yesterday. I was in a hurry for work, and I was already ten minutes late. To make matters worse, today was supposed to be my first day of the job. I know the job wasn’t much, answering the phone, helping costumers find what they wanted, but i couldn’t afford to be late. I remember rushing frantically into the building frantically, papers in my hands and my hair a wild mess. I didn’t have time to brush it at home. My usually curly hair, was a frizzed mess. I cursed to myself as i glanced at my building map. I was already 20 twenty minutes late by this time and my place of work was up nine flights of stairs. 

“Guess I’ll just have to take the bloody elevator.” I grumbled already reaching for the button. I rushed inside, almost bumping into an unfortunate victim. I found myself looking up at the person I almost ran into. He was at the most a head taller than me, with striking gray eyes, chiseled features and curly brown hair . He gave me a small smile which i returned back. Suddenly i felt self concious about my dull hair. I quickly tucked some of it behind my ear. I glanced at him again. He wasn’t looking at me anymore. So I continued to stare. I watched in surprise as his hands lingered to the front of his pants. When he caught me looking at him, he quickly dropped his hands, and looked away. I felt my face heat up as I stared straight ahead. For an elevator that was supposed to be high powered, it sure moved really slow. A low, almost silent despairing groan snapped me out of my thoughts. 

“Can’t this thing go any faster?” the stranger asked. He seemed to be in a rush, and I watched as he closed his eyes and exhaled sharply. 

“It’s supposed to be high powered.” I said like an idiot. 

“I know.” he replied tersely. I quickly ruled him out as the short tempered kind of guy. I glanced at my watch, 9:23, I was now twenty three minutes late. I remember thinking that I should have taken the stairs. I remember thinking that it was better than being stuck in a slow moving elevator with a guy that made me think poorly of myself. I snuck another quick glance at him. He was biting his lip now. How weird I thought to myself. Suddenly, the elevator groaned, and the lights blinked off. 

“What Th-” he started, but never finished. The elevator tiled sideways abruptly, throwing me towards him. Oh shit oh shit oh shit, this is the day I die I thought. I’d never be able to-

“Ow!” A deep voice cried out. I realized I was on top of the stranger. I quickly got off, which caused the elevator to rock and groan. I began to tremble in fear. This had always been my worse nightmare, being stuck in an elevator, that could plummet over 100 feet to the ground. I had always imagined it being alone though. As abruptly as it started, the lights came back on. Flickering a few times first. I found myself, crouched right in front of the boy.

“Are you alright?” he asked me. Concern shimmering in his pale gray eyes. I looked at him. 

“You’re bleeding.” I said, in a state of shock. It was true, his lips were shining a crimson red, and blood was trickling down it. He sighed 

“I know, it started when you elbowed me in the mouth.” he said, gesturing toward me. I flinched, my sense suddenly returning to me. I dug through my small beaten up purse, and pulled out a couple of napkins. 

“Here” I said handing it to him “It’ll stop the bleeding.” He quietly thanked me, and we sat together in silence for a few moments, still not over our state of shock.

“Do you have a phone...?” he asked me suddenly. I shook my head. “What?? How old are you?” He asked me in disbelief. He looked so desperate.