You’re dancing with Matthew Harris. You have no idea how this could happen - you had no one to dance with and suddenly Matt was guiding you to the dance floor. It’s a blessing and a curse at the same time. Matt is a calm guy, always friendly towards you (unlike his annoying brother James). He’s the gentleman the girls wish his brother were. Because Matt is cold - and the girls like to admire him from afar, while James gets jumped because of his passion. You don’t care. You like Matt. He’s helped you find your smile again, you helped him to smile, that’s it. Nothing more. Right? As Matts hand is laying around your waist and shoulder, you can feel the burning looks the other girls give you behind your back, and you stiffen a little. “Hey”, Matthew mumbles softly, while his gaze wanders behind you - to the girls. “Ignore them.” You chuckle nervously. That’s easier said than done. You know you’ll be in serious trouble as soon as Matthew leaves you alone. You feel another gaze burning between your shoulder blades, and when you turn your face a little, you see James Harris, dancing with an other girl, his eyes fixated on the two of you. You feel your mouth go dry, and Matthew tightens his grip a tiny bit on you, sighing. “Ignore him too.”