Endgame ~ Taylor Swift x Travis Kelce

dont leave me

this is part 1, part 2 will be out by the end of today (AEST) so for all my non aussie friends it'll be hopefully within the next ten hours!

May 2024
Taylor

I tucked my legs up against my chest and shuffled in closer to Travis, resting my head softly against his chest. I tried to pay attention to whatever movie Travis had picked on the TV,  but my mind was elsewhere.

Travis was leaving Paris soon, and heading back to the US. I understood completely, he had his job too, training sessions would be starting up soon. He also had a TV show to film, commercials to film, and interviews to do. He had a lot going for him at the moment, and I understand better than anyone that sometimes your job just has to take priority.

Letting out a small sigh at the thought of Travis leaving, I shuffled even closer to him. I was practically on top of him at this point.

"You okay?" He chuckled, wrapping an arm around my body.

"You're leaving soon." I pointed out, and Travis nodded, both of us glancing at the two suitcases sitting by the hotel room door.

"Yeah." He breathed, "I am."

"Am I selfish for wanting you to stay." I mumbled softly against my breath, my throat thick and on the verge of cracking.

He shook his head, frowning slightly, "No. I want to stay as well. But I'll be right back by your side in Liverpool, yeah?" He rubbed his hand over my back.

"Yeah..." I whispered, glancing down quickly as I sniffled. "But... 5 weeks... that's a long time."

"It is, you're right." Travis sighed, and leaned down, softly kissing my head. "If we both keep ourselves busy, it'll go by in a flash."

I nodded, and draped my arm over Travis' chest, hugging him tightly.

We laid together for a while, turning our attention back to the movie, but I was barely watching. I was going to miss him so much. I don't know why this time felt harder than every other time. We knew with both our jobs it would mean a lot of long distance for a while, but I really didn't expect it to be this hard.

"I need to pee, I'll be back." I climbed off his chest, and Travis nodded then quickly leaned in and kissed me, before I got up and went to the bathroom.

After carefully shutting the door, I took a deep breath. Then another. And another. Tears started to well in my eyes and I shook my head, trying to wipe them away before I was full on crying. But it was like trying to mop a waterfall, it wasn't stopping.

Eventually I just let myself cry. I felt a little bit silly, like a high school girl being overdramatic about having to leave her boyfriend for a few weeks. But Travis and I had become attached at the hip. Going from seeing him and hugging him and kissing him every day to being thousands of miles away for 5 weeks was going to be hard.

I cried so much, to the point of being near hyperventilating. I tried as best as I could to stifle my loud sobs, but I wasn't doing very well. The movie was turned up pretty loud anyway, so I doubted Travis would hear me.

"Fuck." I sobbed to myself, then looked in the mirror, and tried to wipe my eyes. "Fuck..." I repeated, when the tears didn't stop.

Taking a deep, shaky breath, I opened the bathroom door and walked back out, to find Travis fiddling with one of his suitcases.

He looked up at me, and instantly dropped what he was doing when he noticed my tear stained face. I ran to him, and jumped into his arms, wrapping my arms tightly around him.