This Thing Upon Me [Order The eBook] [Harry Styles]

Chapter 18

"Fall swooned, left me drunk in a field, dandelion wine for a year...

I packed up the dust of all that I owned, I rolled out the day that the apples fell..."

Gregory Alan Isakov | Dandelion Wine 

At dinner we sat around the island in the kitchen and ate Chinese takeout. Louis and Liam fought over the last fortune cookie until Niall wrestled it away and ate it.

"The bloody Irishman!" Liam scowled, flicking rice at him with his plastic fork.

"All the luck in the world won't save you now you goddamn leprechaun. I know where you sleep!" Lou said, pouring several packets of soy sauce onto Niall's food as he laughed hysterically.

Zayn chuckled a bit before focusing on finishing his almond chicken. He was a finicky eater and gathered really particular bits of food to consume one spoonful at a time. Whatever he didn't eat I was reaching across and taking for myself, so he scooted his plate closer to mine for easy access.

"Look at 'em now! That's exactly what you get, isn't Niall? Instant karma!" Lou yelled, mocking Niall who suddenly thought he was gonna be sick.

"All regret now, aren't we?" I chimed in, earning a pack of duck sauce directly to the face. I noticed Zayn had started in on his rice but not before picking away the beansprouts first.

"You don't like it?"

"What're they?" he said in his funny way, lifting one for examination on the tip of his fork.

"Beansprouts, mate."

"Sprouts?"

"You've never heard of them?"

"Noh...not that I can remember. Looks like worms, yeah?"

"I should've asked them to hold them, sorry."

"All gud, maan. I'll just put em aside, yeah? Noh harm done." He meticulously picked each sprout out of the rice and scarfed down the rest. I was happy to see him eat anything so completely.

"Urghhhh..." Niall groaned. "I'm really going to be sick, boys." He fired off a few farts to which we all cursed and left the table.

"Youuuu sick bastard!" Louis said, pulling his shirt up over his nose and collecting his leftovers to eat in the lounge. Liam joined him and I fetched the air freshener.

"Don't kill him, broh!" Zayn laughed when I created an ocean breeze force field around the culprit with the aerosol from the bathroom.

"He'll live, trust me," I said. Niall choked and fell onto the floor for a bit of fresh air.

Later with the help of Lou I washed the few dishes we had used and joined the others in the lounge to watch Final Destination 5. Liam had seen it already was itching to give us spoilers, but each time he looked like he might, Lou slammed a hand over his mouth and everyone laughdc. I was sat next to Niall who had been farting silently and hoped I couldn't tell. He really was sick. I grabbed him some medicine my mom bought for stomach aches and let him have the couch to himself.