Heather POV
Mason and I danced to one of the slow songs, enjoying the moment together. Many people left the dance floor to let us dance alone. I almost growled out annoyed at this, I looked over at Harlod and gave him a pleading look. He chuckled at me. Standing up, together with Sabrina on his arm, Harold joined us on the dance floor. This seemed to shake those around us out of whatever had them frozen in place, and they rejoined the dance floor. We danced a few dances before I became more and more aware of people watching us not really dancing. I had no idea what had caused them to stop again. I looked around and there were at least twenty couples still on the dance floor, but for some reason, Mason and I had gained their attention again. When the song finished, I pulled back and Mason
