Endgame ~ Taylor Swift x Travis Kelce

surprises in paris P2

people wanted this and i wasn't planning a part 2 but here you go anyway lol

tw: abortion, blood

Taylor's POV

I got through the entire Lover era with no issues, all the pain had seemed so subside for now. Fearless wasn't too bad either, I managed to keep up my smile as if nothing was wrong. Red and Speak Now were the same, nothing too painful.

I started to feel it getting worse towards the end of Look What You Made Me Do, but I simply turned my pain into anger and took it out on the song, which only made my performance better in my opinion.

My mind was frazzled throughout the entire show, but every time I glanced at Travis I saw his smile and got easily back on track. I know I stuffed up choreography here and there, but overall I wasn't doing too bad.

As I sat down at the piano before champagne problems, all the cramping started to catch up to me. I must've been too distracted throughout the rest of the show, but now I was sitting down and couldn't think about anything else.

Still, though, I put on a smile and played the song, messing up the piano slightly once but not enough to have to restart.

I got through the 1989 set with no issues, and then Tortured Poets, which is one of my favourites to perform at the moment so that was a good distraction.

I quickly pulled on my new hot pink dress, and grabbed my guitar for the acoustic set. I put on my biggest smile, and talked to the crowd for a moment, occasionally glancing over at Travis, who was staring straight back at me.

I played I Think He Knows and mashed it up with Gorgeous, obviously completely dedicated to Travis. I also threw in a few fun note changes just to keep my mind busy, and the crowd seemed to enjoy it. When I finished, I moved over to the piano, placing down my guitar and taking a seat.

"So this one I've never, even remotely performed live before." I put on a smile and tucked my hair around to the side, "And it's one of, uh- my favourite songs, on Tortured Poets, and so, I swore I would only play this one for a crowd that I was absolutely in love with, so-

I suddenly paused, taking a breath to try to get through the abrupt pain tearing through my lower stomach. Expecting it to only last a few seconds, I breathed through it slowly, but once I was out of breath it only seemed to get worse.

I felt tears quickly start to cloud my vision and I glanced down, hoping no one would see, but I knew that was near impossible. My eyes flicked up as I searched for Travis through my blurry sight, and eventually spotted him looking straight back at me, smiling hugely so that I could see from the stage.

I tried to subtly rub my hand over where all the pain was, and about 15 seconds later it stared to slowly fade, and I was able to take normal, deep breaths again.

Without saying anything, I brought my hands up to the piano and played Peter. I knew people would be wondering what the hell just happened, but I didn't have an excuse to use, so I just opted to say nothing. Eventually it would blow over, people would just assume I was feeling sick or something.

My stomach ached for the rest of the show, not as badly as that one moment, but it was harder to fake being perfectly fine throughout all of midnights.

People would probably be able to tell my mood had shifted. I think all in all though, I did relatively well to hide how much pain I had been in.

I noticed Travis had disappeared right after mastermind, hopefully so that I'd be able to find him the second I got off stage.