"And why he would be thinking about you at such an inappropriate time is beyond me!"
My father paces the length of his office and then back, his skin pink and shiny with perspiration.
He saw the article about Travis and as usual, he has jumped to all kinds of conclusion, including of course that I was the Taylor in question... I wasn't.
I had just spotted the article on Instagram and my heart had just about burst through my chest at the thought of Travis saying my name at such an intimate moment and I had just started thinking about Travis and I sharing such an intimate moment together when I spotted his post.
He had reposted the article with a comment below it saying 'Taylor Momsen, where you at baby?'
What followed was a disgusting flirt fest between the two of them which stopped suddenly which was obviously them taking it to the DM's
"Have you been talking to him at the studio?"
"No daddy"
"Has he been trying to talk to you?"
"No"
"I will find out Taylor you know that"
"I know daddy. I wasn't the Taylor he was talking about" my father looks at me in disbelief "I promise, it was Taylor Momsen. Look on his Instagram if you don't believe me"
"I will do nothing of the sort and you keep away from it too, in fact make sure you block him and I will make sure you have next time I check your phone"
"Yes daddy"
"And from now on Nesto accompanies you to the studio and stays with you all day, no more of this dropping off and picking up and if I hear Travis Kelce has been anywhere near you..."
"He hasn't, I'm not the type of girl that interests a guy like him anyways" I sip at my water as I acknowledge the truth. Travis isn't interested in me, whatever my interest is in him I need to kill it and kill it quick
"Of course you're the type of girl that interests him, you're breathing, that's all an animal like him needs"
I want to tell him he doesn't know Travis at all but that would imply that I do and I would end up in more trouble than I already am so I say nothing and continue to sip at my water
"I got an email from Richard, the record label wants you 10 pounds lighter before we start promoting the next single"
"What?!"
"I have hired a fitness instructor, he starts on Monday, also all the thin celebrities are vegan so you are too. No meat, no cheese, no milk" he continues reeling off the various foods I can no longer eat as he walks out of the office and I hear him leaving the house as I gaze down at my body
Am I too fat?
I had never considered myself over weight before, yes I'm not overly tall and yes I'm known for having an 'ample ass' and no boobs but the rest of me is in proportion, or so I thought.
I let out a groan as two large hands come down on my shoulders and begin massaging the bare skin revealed by my spaghetti strap summer dress
"Rough day?" Asks Nesto and I just nod, enjoying the way his hands push and pull my tired flesh "Your dad tells me I'm on babysitting duties, to keep you away from big, bad, Travis Kelce"
"Well that should be easy enough now he has a new Taylor to flirt with and not to mention all the girls that keep him busy in bed"
"You deserve better than him Tay"
"Then why can't I forget about him?"
"Here, let me help you try" Nestos voice is lower as his breath and then lips are suddenly on my ear. I gasp at the contact, it's warm and it tickles but it's not awful so I don't pull away as his hand pulls my hair over one shoulder exposing my neck to him
"Nesto..."
"Just tell me if you want me to stop and I will" he whispers as his lips press against my neck and I let my eyes drop shut and try to make sense of what's happening and the way it's making me feel.
As Nestos mouth kisses and licks my neck and just below my ear I try to think about all the songs that have been written about physical contact between a man and a woman and quickly realise what I'm experiencing is a little underwhelming.
Where are the fireworks, the rush of blood, the feeling of dying and living all at once?
"Is that nice?" He asks, his voice low and slow. I just nod again because it isn't bad, it's new and it's an experience and it's something to take my mind off of Travis
Travis...
I close my eyes again and allow myself to imagine it's his lips and tongue working my neck and suddenly it's like my brain and body spark into life.
I imagine Travis' soft, pillowy, full pout moving over my skin, his rich, musky collogne filling my senses as his large hand with his black, painted nails moves over my shoulder and then down my chest towards...
"Stop!" I suddenly cry out, aware that it wasn't Travis's hand moving over my chest but Nestos
"Sorry, I got carried away, but you feel so good"
"I can't... God I only just had my first kiss" I jump up from the chair, unsure what's upsetting me more, Nesto moving so fast or the fact my body only reacted when I thought of Travis
"Taylor I'm sorry" his pupils are huge but his face is filled with genuine remorse
"It's fine, don't worry. I have had a hell of a day Nesto, let's just forget this okay?"
"Yeah okay" he holds his hand out to me "Friends?"
There's that word again... but I take his hand and shake it "Always" I say before turning and heading upstairs to have a shower and clean the day from my skin
