'spark .'- sean diaz

' the mixtape . '

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'sweetheart come to the kitchen, got somethin' to show you!' i heard my dad call out for me, i rubbed my eyes sleepily as i'd stayed on the phone to sean for most of the night.

'coming..' i mumbled, the blue from the other day still faintly stained on my fingertips, i still somewhat remembered what seans fingers felt like on my head and hair.

i walked out of my room my hair completely frizzy from the friction of my head and the pillow, heading toward the kitchen.

'i, uh, found some old discs.' my dad turned to me with a warm smile. 'we used to make mixtapes on these.'

'oh, thats cool.' i nodded. 'so.. how do you want me to use these?' i laughed slightly.

'make your friends one! they'll like it, right?' he asked. 'i heard you talking to your friend last night actually, you made a racket.'

'sorry, i was giving sean a small concert.' i smiled slightly, my cheeks flushing slightly at me just even mentioning him.

'sean eh? you seem to talk to that boy alot.' i heard him remark. 'something going on between you-'

'no, we are just friends.' i quickly cut him off, shaking my head at his comment.

'okay.. if you say so..' he put his hands up in defeat, putting the blank cd's down on the kitchen counter. 'do what you want with them.'

'cool.' i nodded, swiping them off almost instantly, would sean like a mixtape of some good songs?

i wandered into my room and opened my laptop almost instantly, searching up how to burn into a cd, muttering things to myself slightly as i checked some of my playlists on my phone to songs that i thought were cool.

i took a couple songs out like 'shes thunderstorms' by the arctic monkeys, 'the blonde' by tv girl and 'sunday' by the cranberries.
would he even like these songs?

'shit.' i mumbled to myself as i fiddled with my laptop.

after another 20 solid minutes i think i finally did it, i took a small marker and wrote down on it 'dawns tunes' that was so icky. i did some small doodles on the front cover of some cats and stuff, later on putting it in the case.

i called sean quickly as i put the mix down, pacing around the room. i heard the line click and perked up quickly. 'hi, sean.' i said quickly.

'hey d, whats up?' he greeted, god his voice was so nice.

'hey so, i had a couple of old cd's and i made you a mixtape, you want it?' i asked, feeling my face burn up at my awkward tone of voice.

'oh holy shit! thats so cool, yeah i'll come to your place in like twenty minutes!' i heard him exclaim down the phone.

'cool,' a giggle escaping my lips as i spoke 'cool yeah see you soon.'

'bye d.' his voice had an edge of nervousness to it, why am i looking into this so much?

as he ended the call i put my hands onto my face and mentally screamed, could i have been anymore fucking awkward?!

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this was a small little last chapter cause it was the last thing i worked on after a solid couple of months, thanks for reading again guys 💝