There was this really hot guy that I worked with and wanted to go out with, and my friend had mentioned to him that I would like to go out. I had no idea that she mentioned it to him, but he came up to me on our lunch break and asked me if I would like to go out on Saturday. Of course I said yes. Anyways, Saturday came and he came to my house to get me and said instead of going out how about if we rented movies and got a pizza and stayed in. I agreed because i wanted to spend some time alone with him. He went and got the movies while I stayed at the house and ordered the pizza. About 20 mins. went by and he returned to my house with the movies and the pizza. He put a movie in while I went and got us a couple of drinks and everything was going good. We started to watch the movie and eat our pizza, but for some reason the pizza didn't taste right to me, but being polite I didn't say anything. When I started to eat the second piece it tasted even worse than the first. I figured maybe it was just me because I wasn't too crazy about pizza anyways. I ate the second piece and he handed me another piece. I was like no I don't want anymore, but he insisted. I took one bite out of the third piece and I calmly looked at him and said, " Roy, don't ask any questions, but take me to the hospital NOW!!" He turned off the TV and took me to the hospital. As we were going to the hospital he asked why I wanted to go and I told him that I am severly allergic to poultry and apperently the pizza had poultry in it somewhere and that if I didn't get to the hospital soon I would quit breathing. He started to panic. He was running red lights trying to get me to the hospital thinking that I was going to quit breathing any minute. By the time we got to the hospital I was gasping for air. He rushed me into the emergency room they immeaditly took me in the back and gave me a shot. He remained by my side the whole time we were at the hospital. They sent me home after they made sure that I was going to be ok and when we got to the house he called the pizza shop and asked if there was any poultry on the pizza and they said that they use chicken broth in the sauce. I thought after this experience, he would never want to talk to me again, but he spent the night at my house to make sure I was ok and everything and we dated for 6 years after that. (we aren't together anymore)
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