Our Invisible String (Complete Version)

9 (Taylors Version)

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It had been over a week now since I had seen Travis Kelce again for the first time in what felt like forever. I slowly started to adjust to it and would probably be able to ignore him entirely if it hadn't been for our banter.

Every day we exchanged snarky emails back and forth and even though I would never dare to admit it to him they had started to grow on me. The banter was fun, and we met each other as worthy opponents in our little teases and insults. None of them were enough to be really mad at the other and we matched each other's energy within them.

Even if we talked on a regular basis over email and the occasional sticky note to rile him up, we had barely seen each other in person the past week. He was always stuck in the gym or on the football field while I lingered around the arts and music department and in the band rooms.

Not that I would have wanted anything different, the less of Travis the better. I loved the banter we had but I was a lot bolder while writing than talking in person and every time I saw him, I couldn't help but feel something stir in my stomach.

I wasn't sure if it was because it brought back all those memories from our school time, all the terror I had felt for the last month of my senior year or if it was because of how muscular he was now, how his eyes sparked with mischief and because I hadn't had sex in forever. It had to be the first though. It just had to.

Today I had let some of my student use my office for the school's newspaper committee, so I had taken my lunch with me to the teachers' lounge and started mixing the pasta and sauce together on one of the bright orange chairs at the large table while I started to munch on my food.

Before Abby I had always tried my best to eat with little calories and carbs but since I was breastfeeding still and had a responsibility to eat as healthy as possible. And to be honest I enjoyed it a lot. I tried to incorporate as many veggies and fibber as I could and had even started eating mostly vegetarian except for some chicken here and there.

Midway through lunch, while I was texting my mom and awed at the picture, she sent of Abby grinning widely at the camera I heard the door open with a creak and immediately stashed my phone away.

I often needed to remind myself that I was now a teacher and not a student anymore and was free to be on my phone especially in my break in the teachers' lounge. Nevertheless, I was glad I had shut it off since the intruder was none other than Travis Kelce.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes at him and turned back around. "Let me guess, some committee is meeting in your office and now you're eating in here while the other teachers stood their ground so they wouldn't end up with glitter all over their desk and snooping in all their personal things?"

"Prom committee and you?" He asked scrawling inside and sitting downright next to me. Fucking amazing. It didn't help my already bad mood and crampy stomach that the smell of sweat and cologne had something somewhat enticing to it.

"School Newspaper." He whipped out a crumbled and smashed bag and fished out a thinly smeared bagel taking a bite while giving my delicious looking pasta an envious glance. Well too bad if he only had smeary bagels, I had a baby and managed to do meal prep.

"Ahh reading bout reading? Didn't you do that too?" I sighed and nodded. I had even been the chief editor of our year but after a prank Travis and his friends had pulled our year books had been censored by the principle because the front of the first print was covered by a picture of Travis in a long wig and a cheer leading outfit, miming a cheerleading version of me.

I huffed and rolled my eyes deciding not to answer. For every time I was starting to think he had maybe matured or was worthy of a second chance he brought back a memory and with it a reason why not to.

I frowned as a sharp pain shot through my lower body and that's when it hit me. The cramps all day and yesterday, the pain, the weird cravings and the sensibility for smells- God damn it.

I looked down and indeed the skirt of my white dress was dyed in the dark red of my blood. shit. I shot up and pushed back my chair before rushing out of the lounge, leaving my pasta and a very confused looking Travis behind.

I rushed towards the little closet next to the girl bathroom and grabbed the box I had just freshly filled on Monday, only to find it empty. Not today, not fucking today. Why did this have to happen to me? I let out a frustrated huff and tried to hold back the tears that were starting to well up.

"Hey are you oka- hey Swiftie what's wrong?" Travis asked, coming to a halt next to me, carrying the pasta box with him. He had managed to put the top on the wrong way and put it down on the little closet.

"What do u think?" I huffed gesturing down my dress and his eyes widened in realization. "Oh... Well, aren't there any for like the students?"

I huffed and showed him the empty box, tears threatening to spill out of my eyes. His eyes met mine and I could see a glimpse of panic cross his mind when he put two and two together. Period + me + no tampons = very explosive.

"Well, who is the teacher that's responsible for filling it up, I'm sure they have some left over stuff in case the boy runs out" I scoffed and crossed my arms.

"That would be me. And I don't have any leftovers I filled it to days ago and I wanted to restock but then yesterday mom needed help and Abby-" Travis raised his hands in surrender.

"Hey, I was just trying to find a solution... but there's no way the students needed all these in two days, you should think about locking the box or something."

I rolled my eyes again. If I kept it up, they might get stuck as my mom always said but I really didn't care about it right now.

"If someone steals tampons and pads it's not for fun but because they need it. I'll just idk I'll call in or something" I sighed rubbing my temples to fight the incoming migraine.

I shifted uncomfortably feeling the cramps knowing fully well I was still bleeding. And I was doing so right in front the person I had sworn myself I would never be vulnerable in front of again.

"And of course today was the day I chose to wear the white dress" I huffed looking at the growing stay on my backside. I could as well tie-dye the dress red at this point.

Next to me Travis unzipped his Sweater and handed it to me "should be big enough to cover the stain for the day."

"But- why would you do that for me, your jacket will get stained, and the kids will start rumours without even a reason to and- that's exactly what you want isn't it."

He gave me a little grin. "My plan was only to help you out princess, I can't control whatever rumours they make up or not, take or leave it. Also, my mom's dropping groceries by here in like 20 minutes, I can text her to bring some stuff as well so you can restock if you insist."

I looked at him like a U.F.O. had just landed on top of his head and he had taken it and eaten it like a tortilla chip.

"Don't stare like that I'm just doing it so you will stop staring daggers at me today."

"Okay fine, but I'll pay your mom and take off the jacket as soon as I can."

"Whatever floats your boat princess."

I wanted to give back a snarky remark but when I slipped into his jacket, the soft fabric and nice scent shushed me and soothed my anger. The sweater reached almost to my knees and the arms were also hanging off me like cooked spaghetti.

"It looks incredibly stupid, doesn't it?" I sighed zipping up the jacket so it wouldn't fall off me. When I didn't get a reply, I turned towards him and met his eyes, an expression on his face I couldn't quiet explain.

"You look perfect."