Our Summer of Direction

Chapter Twenty

“Oh gosh where’s Emilea?” I joke. No sooner than I say that Niall runs up looking very afraid.

“Katie! You- you have to help the ambulance! They don’t know what she is allergic to! She ate something and-and I don’t know what to do!” Niall yells dragging me towards a door. I see the ambulance putting a convulsing Emilea on a stretcher and I push Niall away and rush to the ambulance.

“Who are you?” The paramedic asks.

“I am her sister.” I lie quickly jumping into the ambulance with them.

“Do you know her allergies?” The paramedic asks as the other one puts an oxygen mask on Emilea.

“She is allergic to molasses, honey, coconut, beeswax, coconut oil, most peanut butter, and fish.” I say listing them off quickly.

“Do you happen to know what she was eating or drinking before this?” The female paramedic asks me. I shake my head and pull out my phone to call Niall.

“Niall, what was Emilea eating or drinking?” I ask not bothering to say hello.

“Perrie had just handed her a new type of skittles. They were tropical skittles.” He says reading the package I can hear him crumpling.

“What ingredients?” I snap wanting a real answer.

“Uhm, coconut sugar,-.” I hang up after hearing those two words.

“She ate coconut.” I say petting her head and worrying. Coconut is one of her worse allergies and she has never had a reaction this bad.

“She is starting to have a seizure!” The male paramedic yells just as we pull up. Niall keeps calling me back and I ignore the calls and get out of the ambulance followed by the paramedics and the still spasming Emilea.

“Her throat is closing.” A nurse says the moment she tries to look down Emilea’s throat. I gasp loudly and two nurses push me back.

“You can’t go in with her.”

“Please! She is my family! Let me go in with her!” I scream freaking out. Suddenly two strong arms are wrapped around me pulling me away from Emilea and the doors.

“I HAVE TO GO IN THERE!!” I shriek feeling the tears start streaming down my face.

“Katie, come on darling. Come with Harry.” Harry whispers soothingly. He picks me up and carries me away as I scream for Emilea.

HARRY’S POV

I pick her up and carry her away from the doors they had just taken Emilea through.

“I NEED TO SEE HER!!” Katie howls as I carry her outside. I set her down on a bench outside and see the tears falling down her face. She punches me over and over again crying and screaming about Emilea. After a few moments of screaming she collapses into my arms and I hold her close.

“Katie, it was just an allergic reaction I am sure she will be okay.” I say trying to get her to stop crying.

“H-Harry, she w-was having seizures w-when you p-pulled me a-a-a-away.” She chokes out. I try not to react to that horrifying news and pull her closer. I spot a very concerned Niall walk out of the hospital. He rubs his hands through his hair and squats down on the ground looking distressed. He sees me and I wave him over trying to move Katie as little as possible.

“What’s going on?” He mouths motioning to the still sobbing Katie on my shoulder.

“Emilea.” I mouth back. Niall gives me a duh look. I motion for him to come closer and twist my head and lean towards his ear.