Chapter 86

A man holding roses comes over to us as we take pictures of the Eiffel tower, and Louis buys one for Chris while Luke buys one for Jake. I want to throw up.

"It’s Vaneltine’s Day." Chris says and smiles, smelling the rose.

"It’s Nicki Day, not Valentine’s Day." I pout. "Why did my birthday have to be on a international unofficial holiday?"

We walk into the gardens next to the Eiffel tower and sit down on the grass, alongside other couples and groups who also decided that this would be the perfect place to spend the early hours of the morning,

Another guy carrying buckets of alcohol walks past and I stop him to buy two overpriced bottles of champagne and plastic cups.

"It tastes like shit." Jake mumbles, but drinks out of his cup anyway.