‧₊˚ ⋅ 𓎩 ‧₊˚ ⋅: Nick Nelson. ³

Higgs (private school for girls) and Truham (private school for boys) collaborated for a trip to Paris.
Now you were excitedly going to Paris with Nick, even though he hadn't come out of the closet yet and hadn't confessed that you and he were dating (publicly), so your relationship was secret, in theory.
They were on the bus, traveling from England to France, Paris, the city of love. Upon arrival, the teachers in charge (Professor Farouk and Professor -) organized them, boys with boys and girls with girls, which didn't bother you (obviously we know why). You had to share a room with Nick, Tao, and Isaac, who each claimed a bed (there were only two large beds), so you slept with Tao, and Nick slept with Isaac. After all this, you all, as a group, left the hotel for a walk, but everyone reacted with shock when they saw Nick speak fluent French when he ordered ice cream for everyone.
Sahar: Since when... did you learn to speak French?
Nick: Oh, well my father is French.
Darcy: Since when?
Nick: Well, ever since he was born. He says sarcastically while crossing his arms over his chest.
Then, everyone was buying gifts for Tara since it was her birthday that day. They celebrated at night in the girls' room. After Nick came out of the closet in the truth or dare circle, they ended up in her room. Nick was kissing and caressing you, although when you tried to go further he stopped you.
"Hey, I don't think it's the right time for that yet."
You clearly understood, but then Nick gave you a hickey, which you noticed the next day. You quickly went into the bathroom and texted Nick to come and see. He noticed you with your hand covering one side of your neck, and when you removed your hand, he looked at you with surprise and apparent pride.
"Wow, did I... do that?"
You nodded, and before you could say more, Tao burst in. 'What did you do to it?' Nick replied. 'It was a mosquito.'
Tao: 'Mjm, yes, of course.' ⋆.˚🍁༘