Playing The Field

Chapter 3

Travis Kelce

Unknown Number: I heard you had a present for me that you wanted to give me.

My brows furrow as I read the message

Travis: Sorry, who is this?

It's late in the afternoon the day after my most recent podcast episode came out. The talk about Taylor Swift got a lot of attention. Minutes after I sent the message, the unknown texter responded. Usually, I don't get random people texting me as my number is kept private so it must be either someone I know or someone close to me who knows my number.

The image that the unknown number has sent is loading when I enter the chat thread. I put the phone down while it loads and give Rambo heaps of attention. I ruffle his golden fur as he rolls over and flashes me his belly, begging for tummy scratches. Chauncey comes over and eyes down me and Rambo before trotting away from us, back into the kitchen.

Sitting on the floor with Rambo, patting his stomach, I pick up my phone and check if the photo has loaded yet. My phone almost slips out of my hand when I see who it is. Taylor Swift is staring at me through the screen. Her long curly hair is out and her piercing blue eyes are looking through the camera as she smiles. God, she's so beautiful. At the bottom of the image, a startled cat looks at the phone as well. Taylor's hand is on the cat's back as she takes the photo. Her white t-shirt is hanging off her shoulder, flashing her tan skin to the camera. I'm not going to lie and say that I didn't look at that for a while.

This has to be fake right? There is no way Taylor Swift is texting me right now. How do I even respond? Holy Shit. Do I send a photo back? No that's weird, she knows it's me right? Unless that was meant for someone else. No, she said, "I heard you had a present for me". I'm freaking out right now! Rambo shoves his paw at him, mad that my hand has stilled and stopped patting him. I continue patting Rambo, taking a deep breath and typing out my response.

Travis: I guess this means you saw my podcast.

Taylor: I did.

Travis: Thoughts?

Taylor: I don't remember much as I was too busy fangirling over your brother.

Travis: Ouch :(

Taylor: I'm just kidding (although your brother is a legend). I'm sorry that you couldn't see me before or after the show.

Travis: Jason is cool, no denying that. If you are sorry about not seeing me at the show then why dont you see me this weekend?

Taylor: Smooth. I set myself up for that, didn't I?

Travis: Haha I guess you did.

Taylor: So... the bracelet?

Travis: Want to see it?

Taylor: Of course!

I quickly stand up off the ground from where I was somewhat petting Rambo. Running up to my bedroom I can't stop smiling. I can't believe she reached out to me. When I get to my room I beeline towards my bedside table and rip open the drawer. Pulling out the red and gold bracelet I snap a photo of it and send it to her.

She quickly responds.

Taylor: When are you going to give it to me?

Travis: Whenever you want, Darling.