Taylors POV
I swing the door open and step into the crowded bar. I shuffle past everybody to get to the bar. I find an empty seat and sit down. I look to the right side of me and see a beautiful young girl talking to the man beside her. I smile and look to the other side of me. A big scruffy man, when I say big I mean at least 6'5. His head is pointed down though, so I can't see his face. I order a vodka cranberry but the second the first word comes out of my mouth the man next to me's head shoots to the side, looking at me.
I look over at him and low and behold it's Travis freaking Kelce. The douchest of douche bags. We have some mutual friends so we've hung out in groups before. We've never got along, always bickering no matter what. He has a girlfriend I wonder where she is? Ugh I hate both of them.
Before I say something rude, I take a look into his expression, his eyes. He looks terrible and not in the usual way. Actually I can't say that, i would never say this out loud but I actually find him quite attractive, only on the outside though, he's still an ass.
"Hey, are you okay?" I don't really care. Why am I asking this?
"Yep. I'm fine." He says looking back down.
I move my body to face his and rest my elbow on the bar counter. "No you're not." I say. UGH I don't care! Why do I care though?
"And who are you to tell me how I feel?" He says giving me a dirty look.
"Well excuse me but you look like absolute shit, nothing about you screams 'I'm Mr. Perfectly fine!'" I snap back.
"You don't look too good either so what brings you here?" He puts his drinks down and faces me.
"Problems with that Jamoke of a boyfriend? Joe is it?" He says.
I roll my eyes. "Joe is amazing" no he's not. It physically pains me to say that. In fact the only reason I'm here right now is because when I looked at our ring camera I saw another girl entering our house with him. Wasn't a shock though, this is about the 5th new girl I've seen him with.
"No he's not Taylor. Stop lying." Oh my gosh. Is I bad it kinda made me.. flustered when he said my name.
"Well why are you here, smart guy?" I say before taking a sip of my drink.
"For fun." He says with an expressionless face.
"Well look who's lying now. Is it Kayla?" I boldly say.
He takes a deep breath and licks his lips. That's all I needed to know that he is in the same exact situation as me. I nod my head.
"What brings you to Kansas City? I thought you moved to New York for that English college professor job thingy at NYU." He says. I can't believe he remembers that. I moved over a year ago and never specifically told him that, which has to mean he asked around. Maybe he isn't that bad.
"Yeah um I decided to take a break to focus on other things." I say. I haven't told anyone but my mom that I'm writing music, it's a me thing i guess.
"And what might other things be?" He asks.
"Song writing." I say with a nervous laugh. I look at anything but him to avoid the embarrassment. I prepare myself for the ridicule I'm about to get but it never comes.
After a few seconds I look up to the sound of his voice. "I think that's pretty cool but it still doesn't explain why you're here? Isn't New York like THE place to start that kinda thing."
"Um yeah well I can't stay in my New York apartment anymore so I have to move back here." I say.
"Oh, joe cheated on you?" He says and I look at him wide eyed, I mean he's not wrong but I just didn't expect that so abruptly.
