Dancing with the enemy

Chris laughed. "So... what about you dance with me instead— wait! Before you disagree," he put his hand up to interrupt Liam, who looked like he wanted to blow up at him. 

"We are adults now. We should put the past behind us. Don't you think?" 

"How does that have anything to do with dancing with you?" 

"To prove to the world that we are no longer at loggerheads. Our decade-long fight has come to an end. And you... are a changed person. What better way is there to prove it than by dancing with me?" 

Liam chuckled in disbelief. "Are you sure it's really over? Or you came here for Oliver?" 

Chris snorted. "Not Oliver. And if you don't want to do it because you are embarrassed, it's fine."

"You are trying to emotionally blackmail me." 

"I am." He said with a proud nod. 

"Are you shy?" Chris asked, grinning.

"Don't be stupid."

"Haha! It's okay if you are shy."