happily. ⇢ camarry

eight.

-camila-

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"I can't get this stupid stuff off me!" I whined as the flour that Niall and Louis threw at me was still clinged onto my skin. Harry had stopped banging on the door long after he had begged to come in.

I felt a little itchy as I grabbed my loofah once more and poured my body wash on it. I started scratching all around my body but it got worse.

"Why am I so itchy?" I said as I rinsed off the remainder of the soap and flour and turned off the faucet. I kept scratching my arms as I checked the soap bottle. I looked at the ingredients but there was nothing I was allergic to. Plus, I got the sensitive skin type so it couldn't be the soap.

I grabbed a towel from the closet and started drying myself. I noticed my skin was very red and developed a few bumps. "Oh my god no, no no no no!"

I wrapped the towel around my body and ran out of the bathroom. Surprisingly, Niall and Louis were still here. I remember Harry yelling at the two of them while I was in the shower but I was so drowned in my "I don't care about them" thoughts that I didn't even hear it.

I took a quick glance at the label of the bag that was still on the ground and my jaw immediately dropped at the title:

'Wheat Flour'

I'm allergic to wheat!

"Fuck!" I screamed as I ran into my room. I started itching worse as the hives began to rise. Tears began to develop in my eyes as I felt the stinging pain from my skin and my throat. I frantically searched through my drawers to find a pair of underwear, shorts, a bra, and a t-shirt. My throat began to swell up as I was having difficulty breathing. I tried coughing but it only made it worse.

I put on all the clothes I picked out and immediately dialed Lauren.

"Hello?" Lauren's voice came through the phone.

"Lauren!" I tried to scream.

"Oh my god Camila what's wrong?!" She asked.

"I'm having an allergic reaction," I attempted to speak as clearly as possible.

"What?!" She yelled.

"Niall and L-Louis threw wheat flour at me and now I'm h-having an allergic reaction and I can't br-breathe!" I yelled. This time it came out loud and clear. I could hear Lauren's muffled voice through the phone and her quick steps.

"I'm coming monkey, don't move!" She said before hanging up.

I was laying on the ground, squirming to distract myself from the pain. Now, my throat and my nose were both swelling, making it 2x harder to breathe. I was crying even more, but I had to stop myself as I remembered the doctors telling me crying would make it worse.

Just then, I heard the front door slam open.

"Camila?!" Lauren's loud yell made me smile.

"What are you-"

"Fuck you! Get the fuck away from me." Lauren yelled at Louis before I heard her footsteps.

"Oh, monkey.." She breathed when she saw my state. She picked me up and carried me bridal style before trotting down the steps. Thank god she played softball for 7 years.

"What the hell?!" Harry, Zayn, and Liam gasped as they saw me and Lauren. When did Zayn and Liam get here?

"What happened?!" Harry tried touching my arm but Lauren turned me away.

"Do not touch her!" Lauren was crying now. She was furious and crying, 2 states I hated seeing Lauren in.

"Lauren please just tell us what's wrong!" Harry said.