The Last Dance ||Daniel Seavey

30|Mia

Heyoooo school gives me a headache every day 😩

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Mias POV

"What are you doing today?" I asked the blonde haired boy over the phone. "Nothing. Why?" Daniel asked me softly.

"I started painting my bedroom because I was bored but it's a lot of work and I kinda need your help." I say anxiously. "I'll be over in ten." Daniel says softly.

He hangs up the phone and I get excited. I was repainting my room a sky blue color. I currently was wearing a oversized purple tee shirt that covered my shorts. The shirt was now covered in paint because I am very messy. I had on a random backwards hat over my hair that was up in a messy bun. I was playing music off my speaker as I danced around my room. I dramatically brushed the paint brush covered with blue paint against my wall. I continued to move my body to the music as I continued to paint.

"You look adorable." A voice says causing me to scream. I turn around to see non other than Daniel smiling at me as he leaned against my door frame. "Normal people knock before entering." I say breathlessly as I stare at him.

His hands were nervously wrapped into the green shirt he was wearing. He had on a pair of black shorts and he had a hat covering his hair.

"I didn't want to interrupt your dance party." He says playfully as he flashes me with his gorgeous smile. "How long have you been standing there?" I ask him as I was curious.

"Uh... I don't know five minutes." He stutters as his eyes stare down at his feet. "Creeper!" I yell playfully as I turn back to my wall.

"Don't just stand there Seavey! Grab a paint brush and start painting." I say as I paint a glob of paint on the wall. Daniel picks up a paintbrush and dips paint in it. He stands closely beside me and gently places the paint brush on the wall. He gently glided the paintbrush back and forth as he seemed very focused.

"Of course Daniel Seavey would be a skilled painter." I mumble as I continue to paint the wall. He just shakes his head and smiles at me. "I'm not that good at painting." He mumbles shyly as he continues to paint.

I throw another glob of paint on the wall when I feel Daniel staring at me. "If you put that much paint on the wall it will be really streaky." Daniel says softly. "Oh. How am I suppose to do it?" I ask him as I pull my paintbrush away from the wall.

He sets down his paintbrush and stands behind me. "May I?" He asks softly as he gestures to my paint brush. I nod as I stare at the wall waiting for him to show me. I feel him place his hand on top of mine on the paintbrush. I get chills from the sudden contact. He picks up my hand and the paint brush and gently places it on the wall. I can feel my heart beating fast as I can feel his breath on my neck as he stands behind me. He starts to slowly move the paint brush back and forth. His touch was so soft and gentle I felt as if  I could stay in that position forever.

"You got it?" Daniel whispers causing me to snap out of my daze. I quickly let go of his hand and nod my head. "Yes. Thanks." I mumble awkwardly as I give him a high five. He high fives me back as he laughs. I quickly turn towards the wall and start painting so he can't see how red my face is.

Daniel appears beside me as he continues to paint. The song Can I be him by James Arthur comes on and Daniel starts singing along causing me to smile. His voice was so pretty. I felt myself staring at him as he sang and continued to paint. His eyes quickly met mine and he just smiled at me and quickly looked back at the wall.

"You got a little paint on your face." Daniel says softly as he turns to look at me. "Ugh where?" I mumble as I look at all the paint on my shirt.

"Right there." Daniel says playfully as he places his brush on my face and smears paint all over my face. "Daniel!" I scream as he just stares at me and laughs.

"You also got a little something... right there." I say playfully as I bring my paint brush up to his face and smear paint on it. He just laughs as he sticks his hands in the bucket of paint. "No!" I scream as I try and run away but he grabs my waist with his paint filled fingers and traps me in his arms.

"Daniel!" I scream as he smears the paint with his fingers all over my face. I quickly get out of his grip and stick my hands into the paint and smear it all over his face. We both laugh as we start smearing paint on each other. I smear paint on Daniels cheek causing me to glance up at his blue eyes. His face was covered in blue paint but my attention was focused on his eyes. His eyes stared right back into mine. My eyes glanced down at his paint filled lips and for a second I almost had the guts to lean in.

"We should Uh probably get cleaned up..." I stutter as I step away from him. "Your right." Daniel mumbled as he looked around the room. I looked over at Daniel who was now covered in paint. I looked down at myself and saw I was also covered in paint.

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I would have grabbed his face and made out with him 😂