"So tell me about Taylor" I instruct Austin, my best friend.
He has just picked me up from the airport after my first solo world tour and although he seems to want to talk about nothing more than drink, drugs and rock and roll I only have one thing on my mind and the subject at hand causes him to roll his eyes like it's an Olympic sport and huff out an exaggerated breath.
"Dude, what is it with you and my sister? You are a world famous rock star, you must be surrounded by beautiful women with beautiful pussys 24/7 and here you are still obsessing over my sister"
This time it's my turn to roll my eyes, not that anything he said is untrue but why doesn't he see that none of that matters, as soon as the girls and the sex are gone there's only one girl on my mind, one face I have dreamt of seeing and now I'm only hours away from her, I can't think of anything else
"So, how is she? Tell me, you never tell me anything over the phone"
"Travis, just move on okay, look you left brother, you told her to forget about you"
"So she has another boy?" my heart rate slows as I await his answer but I can tell by the look on his face that my girl has moved on in a way I never have.
Sure, I have met girls, taken them back to my hotel, fucked them then watched them leave but no one has ever touched me the way she did, I have never considered anyone else my girlfriend or anything other than a one night stand
"Travis... Brother..."
And there's my answer, my girl has moved on, replaced me, when she had said moving on from us would be impossible
"Who is he?"
"Just some kid from her school, he's a good guy Trav, he treats her good and she seems happy, for the first time since you left she seems really, really, happy"
"I fucking hate him before I even meet him"
"Play nice Trav, she was so sad without you, she deserves to be happy"
I want to punch my best friend in his face for suggesting my girl could ever be a happy with anyone that isn't me but instead I chew on the inside of my cheek, knowing as soon as he drops me off there's only one place I'm headed
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"Baby I miss you too, no I promise, I will kiss your photo before I go to sleep, I know, just 2 days and you're back, I'm counting down the hours. OK, I'm going I need to shower and then sleep, no I wont send you nudes, baby I'm tired, let me sleep and I might send you some morning glory. Okay, I miss you too. Night night"
I put the phone down, sigh and then drop down on to my bed.
Liam is the sweetest boy, he never forgets to call, he always sends me a good morning message, he treats me like a queen but I don't deserve it, don't deserve it at all.
I lie on my bed and focus on reclaiming my breath, not letting anxiety and stress steal it from me.
Up until an hour ago I was doing great, I was excelling at high school, due to graduate in just 2 weeks, my boyfriend and I were happy together and planning on consumating our relationship the night of graduation but then out of nowhere my dickhead brother dropped an atom bomb on my happy little life
Travis Fuckin Kelce was heading back to town.
That name was the cause of all of my wet dreams and nightmares in equal measure. My first kiss, my first love, my 'first time' my first heartbreak
Looking at my clock I realise it is 9.30, Travis will have been in town for an hour by now.
I swear my heartbeat triples at the thought of him being this close to me, the closest he's been in an entire year.
Yes I have a boyfriend, yes he's out of town for the weekend but that doesn't mean I can allow thoughts of Travis to invade my brain.
We are done, he made sure of that when he left me, when he dished out my first heartbreak when he chose money and fame over me
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"Hi" my heart beats so hard I think it's got stuck in between my ribs and is suffocating to death
Travis!
He's here...
I try to lower my brows to darken my face to let him know I don't want him anywhere near me but I'm sure he sees in my eyes that all I want is him.
I don't mean to leave enough space between me and the door for him to slip in but before I know it he's stood in my living room, all 6 foot 4 of him towering over me, his musky scent filling my nose and my apartment
"Why are you here?"
"Because this is where you are"
I clench my teeth together and attempt to hold back my truth but before I can make sense of things his hands are on my waist and my mind is spinning
"I have a boyfriend" I choke out whilst never attempting to move out of his grip
"Fuck him"
"You left" I tell him as my hands move to his chest, attempting to keep some distance between us
"I left town, I didn't leave you" his lips are on my neck as I attempt to keep a coherent narrative in my brain
"I have a boyfriend" I reiterate but his lips drop from my throat to my chest as his hands drop from my waist to my ass
"Tell me you don't want me and I will stop" his voice is like a forbidden whisper, daring me on, challenging me to meet him and God I want to give in but this isn't me, I'm not the easy girl but then again this isn't anyone this is the one
"Travis I don't want you..." his hands and lips and I'm pretty sure his heart stop at the sound of my voice "To stop"
Suddenly its like I have unleashed a beast, his lips are on my neck as his fingers peel back my clothes. My tank top now pools around my waist as my bra lies discarded on the floor, his mouth is hot and wet as it caresses my nipple, his hand working to release me from my jeans. The fabric hitting the floor feels like I have been given a second wind as I grab Travis' t-shirt and rip it over his head, his hands massaging my thighs whilst my undressing activity keeps his mouth from my body
Finally his jeans and his boxers hit the floor and I use my feet to remove my panties. Lying naked on the bed there's only one thing that will satisfy me and that's when Travis is buried deep within me.
Yes I have had boyfriends, yes I have had sex but nothing feels like Travis, he's a lot taller than me which means all sizes of body parts are magnified, my tits are tiny in his hands whilst his dick is gigantic in my pussy, it's a give and take kind of relationship I tell myself
"Tay..." my name spills over his lips and I use my mouth to lick it up, my tongue over his lips, his lips over my tongue
"Fuck!" he yells as he hooks and arm behind my knee and lifts my leg up, with in seconds he's buried up to the hilt and he's whispering all kinds of obscenities in my ear.
I grab his hair hard, remembering exactly what he likes but he's so lost in his own little world, his eyes are glazed over, his fingertips tight against my skin the same 3 words slipping over his lips in alternating fashion
"Fuck! So good! So fuckin good"
I raise my hips in time to hit his and within seconds we are in a race to see who can finish first.
My arms wrap around his neck as I curse and moan in his ear
"Fuck, fuck, fuck" it's all I can hear crossing his lips as all of a sudden his arms wrap tright around my waist and pull me as close to his as humanly possible. I bite down on his shoulder as his dick hits a part of me that's been hidden for the last 18 months
"Travus..." my voice is low and drags his name out like a porn star would but at the same time I watch him crash into a million pieces... by me... For me
"Fuck, Taylor..." my hands are tangled in his hair as he sucks breath in, his chest heaving against mine "Two minute and I'm yours again baby"
Then we face the realities of the morning...
