A Collection of Heartstopper Oneshots

Mon Amour - Jayleigh_2

Summary:

Charlie is a new student at Truham after moving to Kent from France. Nick is assigned to show him around and translate for him. There will be more than one chapter I just can't figure out how to make it say that!
Notes:

Hello everybody! This is my first time ever posting on AO3! I hope you like my work!!!
Work Text:
Nick's POV

Apparently, we're getting a new student from France today. The headmaster picked me to show the new kid around, probably because he knows that I'm fluent in French. Whatever the reason, I walk down to the headmaster's office instead of heading to my form group.

"Hello, Nick," the headmaster says as I walk into his office.

"Hello, headmaster," I respond.

"So, today you will be showing around Charlie. I've already let all of your teachers know that the two of you won't be in class today. By the way, you and Charles are in all the same classes. Feel free to take a seat, he should be here shortly" the headmaster explains. I take a seat and look through Instagram while I wait for Charles to arrive. He walks in no more than 5 minutes later. And boy, is he cute. He's not too tall but not too short either, if I had to guess I would say he's about 5 foot 10. He has ebony hair that falls in curls around his beautiful face. And his eyes, they're such a deep blue that they're almost grey.

"Well, I'll leave you boys to it. You can stay in here to get to know each other a little before heading out on the tour" the grandmaster then leaves us in his office. I saw Charles look kinda nervous, confused, and embarrassed while the headmaster was speaking so I'm guessing he doesn't speak or understand English. He looks at me with the same look of nervousness and embarrassment.

"Bonjour, je suis Nick. Je suppose que vous êtes Charles? (Hello, I'm Nick. I'm guessing you are Charles?)" I say.

Charlie's POV

I walk into the school, already not wanting to be here. No one here speaks French, and I don't understand English. To make matters worse, I get a tour from someone named Nicholas Nelson, who from what my parents told me is a rugby player. I don't know about in England, but in France, rugby players weren't nice to gay nerds like me. I walk into the headmaster's office and see a beautiful boy sitting there.

Great, not only is he a rugby player but he has to be cute I think to myself.

To be honest, he reminds me of a golden retriever but in a cute boy way. The headmaster says something I don't understand, leaving me feeling nervous and confused. This leads to me feeling embarrassed because this cute guy is going to think I'm dumb because I don't speak English. The headmaster leaves and I turn to Nicholas with nervousness and embarrassment written all over my face.

"Bonjour, je suis Nick. Je suppose que vous êtes Charles? (Hello, I'm Nick. I'm guessing you are Charles?)" Nick says. My jaw drops and I start to blush. Not only does Nick speak French, but he also sounds hot speaking French.

"Je m'appelle Charlie, mais oui. C'est un plaisir de vous rencontrer, Nick. Je pensais que j'allais être confus toute la journée et que personne ici ne parlait français. (I go by Charlie, but yes. It's nice to meet you, Nick. I thought I was going to be confused all day and that no one here spoke French.)" I begin, "Aussi, je veux vous faire savoir maintenant que je suis gay, donc si cela va être un problème, je peux trouver quelqu'un d'autre pour me faire visiter (Also I want to let you know now that I'm gay so if that's going to be a problem, I can find someone else to give me a tour)" I finish saying.

"Ce n'est pas du tout un problème ! Je suis en fait bisexuelle et deux de mes meilleures amies sont lesbiennes. Je peux te présenter plus tard si tu veux (That's no problem at all! I'm actually bisexual and two of my best friends are lesbians. I can introduce you later if you like)" Nick says. It takes a second to soak in, but I actually have a chance with Nick! Well, if he likes me back that is. All of the sudden, Nick's hand is reaching up into my curls. He gently pulls something out. "Désolé, il y avait un peu de duvet dans tes cheveux (Sorry, there was a bit of fuzz in your hair)" Nick says, blushing. Maybe he does like me back.