Endgame ~ Taylor Swift x Travis Kelce

You're Perfect to Me P2

hey guys!! this is part two of my other chapter that mentions ed's, so there's another trigger warning for this one. my messages are always open 🫶🏻🫶🏻

also this is ones a little long, i kind of left it on a cliffhanger so i'll probably end up making a part 3 lol, this one was just getting too long to continue!!

2 months later
Taylor's POV

I tapped my phone, about to open twitter and scroll aimlessly before I realised the time.

4:56.

Shit.

Travis was usually home at around 5pm from practice every day, and I assumed today would be no different. I jumped up from my spot on the couch, leaving my phone and making a run for it to the kitchen.

I grabbed the two containers of prepared meals that sat in the fridge, and stared at them. My heart broke as I peeled off the lids, and poured both full meals into the bin. I hated this. I really did. But at this point there was no other way.

"I'm sorry Trav." I whispered to myself as I placed the empty containers into the sink.

Travis had been making me meals before he left for practice every morning for the past month, so that he could be sure I ate something while he was gone.

I could have just eaten them and gone on with my day, but that was significantly easier said than done. I actually had tried eating one, once, the first time he ever made the meals for me. But it didn't go so well, and now I was in a consistent routine of making sure I threw them out before Travis was home.

Over the past month I had became a lying machine, and honestly, I hated every second of it. But if I told the truth I just knew I'd never get away with it. I needed to lose weight.

"Hey sweetie!" Travis called out as he walked inside. I took a deep breath, doing a scan around the kitchen to make sure everything looked normal.

"Hey Trav." I smiled as I made my way over to him, letting him engulf me in one of his hugs. I almost broke down right then and there at the thought of him finding out the truth about me. In his head I was getting better. I was eating three meals a day and I was cutting back on all the exercise. But that couldn't have been further from the truth.

"How was your day?" He asked after kissing my head.

"It was okay, I did some writing, I actually got a fair bit done!" I smiled. That was one thing I could tell the truth about.

"Can I hear any of it?" Travis smirked, rubbing his hand softly over my back.

I bit my lip nervously. I didn't want him to hear anything I'd written in the past few days. It had all been related to how I was feeling right now, and I certainly wasn't ready to share that with anyone but myself for the moment.

"Hey, it's okay." Travis's eyes softened as he spoke to me. "You don't have to show me anything. I understand songwriting is very personal." Travis smiled, letting his fingers graze up and down my arm. "Just tell me one thing, are there any about me?" Travis winked, laughing as I nodded.

"You know it baby." I smiled, wrapping my arms all the way around Travis's waist. A moment later, my stomach grumbled, definitely loud enough that Travis would have heard.

"Hungry?" He laughed, "that's good because I'm actually starving. I'm gonna take a quick shower then we can get started on dinner together, sound good?" Travis said before kissing my cheek.