Nora
Harry led me towards the dance floor. My heart was pounding as I could hear the whispers of all the people around me. I was used to it at school, but it was entirely different, putting myself in the position of being ridiculed and mocked in public. Panic was beginning to fill me as Harry placed his hand on the small of my back and pulled me close. His scent and the touch of his strong body up against mine instantly worked as an anti-anxiety remedy. I let out the breath that I had been holding on to.
Harry spun me around on the dance floor easily. We were more concerned about being close to one another than whether our dancing style suited the song that was playing over the speakers.
“Have you seen Mason?” I asked, causally searching the crowd to find my brother.
“Last time I sa
