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"Let's go mates!" Niall sang.
"Calm down dude, we're only getting food," Zayn laughed.
"Only food? You're joking."
That caused all the boys to roll their eyes and laugh.
"Hello, welcome to Chili's. My name is Lucille. Can I start you off with drinks?"
The boys went around the table saying what they want to drink.
5 minutes later, Lucille came back and gave them their drinks.
"Are you ready for me to take your orders?" She asked.
"Yup!" Niall replied, "I'll have the mozzarella sticks with the double bacon cheeseburger and 2 sides of fries."
Lucille chucked and wrote it down.
"What would you like?" She asked Louis.
"I'll take the lemon garlic chicken wings."
"Okay," Lucille looked up to Harry.
"I'll take the fried chicken sandwich."
"Quesadillas with chips."
"I'll have the Caesar salad with boneless wings."
"I'll be back with that," Lucille walked away.
***
"Here you are. Enjoy," Lucille handed everyone their food.
About halfway through eating his sandwich, Harry started to feel funny. His stomach was cramping and he found it harder to breathe.
"Harry, you okay?" Liam asked, noticing Harry's pained expression as he was sitting across from him.
"I-I don't know," Harry squeezed his eyes shut.
Everyone dropped their food and put their attention on Harry.
"What's wrong Haz?" Louis asked.
Harry squeezed Louis hand under the table as he began to panic.
"Harry, talk to us," Zayn said.
They could all see that Harry was struggling to get even one breath in.
"Something's wrong. Something's really wrong. He's turning blue! You guys see that?" Louis grabbed Harry's face with his hands.
"Haz, can you hear me? I want you to try to breathe. Please try," Louis begged.
As a response, Harry's eyes began to droop.
"Oh my god! Oh my god! What's wrong with him?" Niall panicked.
"It looks like he's having an allergic reaction, but, but, all he had was a fried chicken sandwich," Zayn bit his lip.
"Lucille!" Liam called her over quickly.
"Oh god! What's going on?" She exclaimed.
"What was in his chicken?" Liam ignored her question.
"It's real chicken. It's got some spices and it was fried in peanut oil, I don't know exactly what else."
"Peanut oil?" Niall asked.
"Yes. I'm sorry, do you guys need any help?"
"No, no, it's okay, he's okay."
Niall, Liam, and Zayn turned their attention back to Harry and Louis.
Harry was leaning heavily on Louis, letting out the tiniest gasps of air and Louis was stroking his cheek and whispering to him.
"Louis, it was peanuts, he had peanut oil in the chicken," Liam told Louis.
Louis didn't respond. He leaned down to get his bag off the floor and dug through it to get what he was looking for. He uncapped the epipen and rolled up Harry's sweatpants. He shoved the device into Harry's thigh and Harry gasped loudly, finally being able to get a breath in.
Louis exhaled in relief, "Oh god... It's okay baby. You're okay now. Breathe, breathe."
Harry let out a small sob and clung onto Louis tightly.
Louis put his hand to the side of Harry's head and pulled him into his chest and let him cry.
"I know baby, I know. It's okay. You're okay now," Louis soothed.
Harry continued to gasp deeply.
"Breathe, sweetie, breathe."
Harry took deep breaths and eventually, his breathing evened out, though tears were still lingering on his face.
"Please take me home," Harry begged.
"Okay, we'll go, come on," Harry and Louis slid out of the seat.
"Me and Haz are gonna head out he's just—" Louis was cut off by Niall.
"No, we're coming too."
"Yeah... Harry? Are you okay now?" Zayn tipped Harry's head up towards him.
"I-I don't know. Think I need to lay down," Harry mumbled.
"Let's get you home then mate," Liam said.
Niall left money on the table and they all walked out.
***
"Alright Haz?" Zayn helped Louis lay Harry down in the bed as Harry was too weak to get in himself.
Harry nodded.
"Alright, let us know if you need absolutely anything. We just want you to feel better Haz," Niall said.
"Thank you," Harry whispered.
"Of course," Niall responded.
They smiled and walked out, leaving Louis to take care of Harry.
"I'm so sorry you aren't feeling well, love."
"Not your fault Loulou," Harry mumbled nuzzling his head into Louis chest.
"I should've checked to see if it had peanuts in it. I'm so sorry baby," Louis apologized again.
"Lou, I promise, it's okay."
"I just don't want to lose you," Louis blinked back tears.
Harry looked at Louis, only now realizing how shaken up he was.
"No, love. You won't, you won't, I promise. I'm okay, Harry assured.
"Are you sure you feel okay?" Louis asked again.
"I'm sure, don't worry. Just rest with me, I'm really worn out."
"Okay, yeah," Louis rubbed Harry's back a bit and they both fell asleep.
