Endgame ~ Taylor Swift x Travis Kelce

sick?

2/3ish weeks later (October 23)

this is kind of a random chapter that I will be making up as I go along, I have barely any ideas atm (I have some but they're pretty basic) so if you have anything you guys want in particular PLEASE comment them, i'm happy to write about almost anything :)

"Good morning sleepyhead." Travis said in his deep, morning voice into my ear.

It was ridiculously early. 

Well, I didn't actually know that for sure, I haven't checked the time, but it has to be early because I feel like shit.

"What time is it." I grumbled, taking my pillow and covering my face with it to block out the sunlight.

"It's about 11am Tay, we should get up." Travis encouraged as he tried to pull the pillow out of my hands.

"Ughh." I groaned, placing my hand on my head as if it would make my headache disappear.

"You feeling okay? You had a fair bit to drink last night." Travis laughed as he sat up next to me, leaning back against the headboard.

"I'm gonna be honest with you... I don't remember a lot of it. I remember the game, I remember arriving at the afterparty, and that's about it." I said, slightly sitting myself up and leaning against Travis's chest.

"Do you remember agreeing to a photo being posted of you kissing my cheek..?" Travis asked cautiously.

"Oh my god Tree's gonna kill me..." I mumbled, knowing I'd definitely be hearing about this from her later.

"No no don't worry, I made sure you ran it by her. She said she'd take care of everything, but so far everything I've seen this morning about it has been really positive, so I don't think there's anything to worry about." Travis smiled as he started to run his fingers gently through my hair.

"I'm sorry I was drunk... I'm sorry you had to deal me when I was drunk, I'm a lightweight if you can't tell... I go from zero to legitimately thinking I'm a wizard within like, two drinks." I let out a small chuckle, trying to remember how much I possibly had last night.

Travis adjusted his position so that I could lay on him more comfortably, then wrapped his arm around me, giving me a tight squeeze.

"Don't apologise Tay, you're allowed to have fun. Besides, I like taking care of drunk Taylor, you're funny!" Travis chuckled. I glanced up at him, raising my eyebrow, questioning whether he was serious. "Really, you were the life of the party last night. You had some pretty spectacular dance moves to show everyone." Travis grinned while I cringed, hopefully I didn't do anything too embarrassing. "And then when we got back to my place you were very insistent that we make out. Then you were even more insistent that we have sex, but don't worry, I didn't let that happen. Except.. for the make out part... I maybe let that part happen for a while." Travis said as the blood rushed into his cheeks, turning them a light pink.

"Oh really... well since I don't remember it, what do you say we recreate the make out part right now?" I suggested, staring suggestively at his lips. 

"I think that's a very good idea." Travis grinned. He placed his hand under my chin, lifting my face to meet his, as he closed his eyes and gently kissed my lips.

I felt butterflies in my stomach as if I were a teenage girl having her first kiss, somehow this man made me feel that way. We continued to make out, getting more passionate as time went on. His hands roamed all over my body, making me feel a very special type of way. 

Suddenly, my stomach started to twist into knots, causing me to pull my face away. I took a deep breath, trying to focus my attention on Travis to get rid of the sudden nausea overcoming my body.