Travis's POV
That was just about the shittest practice I've ever had. I kept getting yelled at by the coaches and my teammates. It took everything in me to not lose my shit at them.
I get in the car and slam the door shut. I grab the steering wheel and rest my head on top of my hands. I take a deep breath and start the car. I pull out of the stadium parking lot and make my way home.
I pull into the driveway and turn off the car. I sit in silence for a few minutes before grabbing my stuff and heading inside.
I unlock the door and open it. "Where have you been?" I was met with a kind voice. I close the door and flip on the light. It's taylor sat on the 3rd to last step on the stairs.
"Practice." I reply without looking into her eyes. I didn't want her to see me like this. "Practice ended 2 hours ago." She says.
"I took the long way home." I say slightly raising my voice while setting my stuff down by the cabinets.
"Travis." She says in a calm tone.
"Just drop it Tay." I say and rub my eyes with the bottom of my hands.
"Okay. We'll do you want to go out to dinner? I have reservations at this really cool restaurant you said you've been wanting to try." She says while crossing her arms and making her self small.
"Tay I'm not up for it tonight." I say and walk over to the kitchen and lean forward on the counter.
"Travis what's wrong? Talk to me." She says placing a hand on my back.
"Taylor I'm fine!" I yell. She yanks her hand away as she takes a step back. What the hell? I've never yelled at her before. What am I doing?
I look out of the corner of my eye and see her slowly stepping away from me with tears in her eyes. Is she scared of me?
Before I can turn around and embrace her, she bolts up the stairs before I hear the bedroom door slam shut.
Taylors POV
I wait and wait for Travis to come home. I got us dinner reservations so we could have a little date night. I check his location on my phone and it's frozen, fricking Wi-Fi sucks.
I go over and sit on the stairs. I then see a figure move past the window. I perk up and wait for the door to open. I fix my hair really quick and wipe my finger across my lips.
The door opens and Travis steps in. My face immediately drops at the sight of him. He looks terrible.
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I run up the stairs, tripping in the process. I can't see anything because my eyes are full of tears that haven't fallen quite yet.
I get to our bedroom and stumble in and slam the door. I want him to know I'm mad.
I crawl into the bed and pull the blankets over me. I shut my eyes and try to forget this whole night.
2 hours later I wake up and see that it's dark outside. I roll over and don't see Travis in bed. Unusual, even after a fight he always comes to bed.
I get up and grab a hoodie, it's gotten colder since there isn't a big heater cuddling into me all night keeping me warm.
I glide the hoodie over my head and put my hair into a high messy bun. I grab my phone and make my way down the stairs.
I round the corner and come to a stop. He's in the same exact spot that I left him. Leaning on the counter with his head in his hands. It's like he was frozen in time. Super eerie.
I quietly walk over and wrap my arms around his waist, hugging him from the back. He just needs comfort right now. I don't know what happened but I need him to feel comfortable enough to tell me.
I hold him for a few minutes and take deep breaths with him. I place a soft kiss on his shoulder blade before letting go of him. He turns around and pulls out one of the bar stools. He sits down and pulls me into his lap. He wraps me in a big bear hug and rubs his thumb back in forth on the side of my waist.
He mumbles something into the side of my hair. "I'm sorry Tay, that wasn't okay. What I did, it's not because of anything you did. It was from work and I took my anger out on you and that's not right. I'm sorry Tay, I'm so so sorry. I love you baby girl, I shouldn't have done that." He says. I hold him a bit tighter.
"It's okay Trav." I say. "No it's not, I'm in the wrong, I'm gonna make it up to you I promise." He says still holding onto me. I can tell this is what he needs.
"If you wanna make it up to me you can tell me what got you so worked up?" I ask with a gentle tone in my voice.
He sighed. "It's nothing special, just wasn't doing my best at practice and I was getting yelled at. I wanted to yell back but I didn't so by the time I came home it snapped and I yelled at you. I'm sorry." He says.
I pull back from our hug even though I don't want to, I place a hand on the side of his face. I wipe a stray tear that's made its way down his face and laugh a little. "It's okay I just need you to talk to me, even if it's in the locker room and you're showering and need someone to talk to in the mean time. You know id never not take a chance to hear your voice." He laughs and kisses my cheek.
"Thank you Allie." He said. My heart melts at those words. He only calls me Allie when he gets really emotional so I love hearing it. Even if it's just a once in a while thing.
I get up and take his hand. I lead him up the stairs and into our bedroom.
I walk into the bathroom that's connected to the bedroom and turn on the water. I strip him down of his sweaty clothes and push him into the shower. "I'll be right back." I whisper before shutting the frosted shower door.
I walk into our closet and get us both a pair of pajamas. I take off my clothes and put them in the laundry basket.
I go back into the bathroom and set our clothes on the counter and waste no time slipping into the shower with Travis.
The rest of the night includes lots of kisses and cuddles. We talk for hours before falling asleep together. Cuddled up. Just how it's supposed to be.
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