Taylor x Travis: In Every Life

one fucked up night (pt 2)

Taylor's POV

'Four months after Taylor Swift and Travis Kelce split, the pair were seen getting friendly at a bar before going back to his hotel'

'Back together? Taylor Swift and Travis Kelce pulled over for a little too much PDA'

'They can't stay apart; Swift and Kelce throwing privacy out the window and showing the world just how much they missed each other'

I sighed, putting my phone down and rubbing my eyes. Travis and I had spent all morning in bed, fucking like animals, covering each other in hickies and cum. He'd just gone into the shower, smacking my ass before telling me not to be too long. I could hear the water running, but I'd got lost scrolling on my phone and hadn't joined him yet. My body ached in the best way, and I just wanted to stay in bed.

After a minute, Travis' phone pinged and I reached over, picking it up. Rolling onto my stomach, I unlocked it with the password I still knew off by heart. Travis had ever cared if I went into his phone. I swiped down, checking his notifications, and my heart dropped when I saw the text that had just come through.

Aimee: miss you handsome <3 can't wait for tomorrow

Clicking on it, I waited until the messages loaded before I started scrolling up. There were tons, all mostly sexual, going back a few weeks. Almost a month. Bile rose in my throat. He was seeing someone, even if they were just hooking up. The messages weren't all sexual, and there were a few that made it sound like they were dating.

Of course he'd moved on. He'd told me he loved me, that we'd fix this, but he had been seeing someone. It wasn't cheating, but it made me feel awful. 

Tossing his phone down, I got up and pulled my dress back on before grabbing my shoes and my phone. Without bothering to tell Travis I was leaving, I ran a hand through my hair and stalked out, carrying my heels as I walked down to the elevator. Fumbling with my phone, I texted Tree telling her I needed to get out and she texted back almost immediately saying she'd sent a car. Even though she was pissed off at me, she'd still have my back.

I leaned against the wall as I went down in the elevator, knowing I'd have to walk through the front of the hotel and outside looking like this. Walk of shame. Covered in hickies, wearing a short dress and carrying my heels, hair messy. Everyone would know, but I didn't give a shit. I felt too awful.

People stared at me as I stepped out of the elevator, a few trying to sneakily raise their phones. I just looked away, checking my phone as I walked towards the doors.

"Hey, Taylor, hold up!" Someone grabbed my arm and pulled me around.

"What do you want?" I pulled my arm out of Travis' grasp.

"Where are you going?" He asked. "I thought we said we could work on this."

"Yeah, that was before I saw your little girlfriend texting you." I snapped. "So I hope you have fun with her."

"Whoah!" Travis grabbed my hand as I turned away. "Baby, look, I can explain. It's just sex with her; I was upset and I missed you so much that I tried to forget you with someone else. I was out of my mind."

"Mhm, yeah." I nodded, folding my arms. "So was I. But I just cried for four months, and I didn't go fuck someone else." Well, I almost did. Many times. But I'd never gone through with it, and the way Travis raised his eyebrows at me made me think that he knew that. "Fine, well maybe I didn't handle it well either, but I'm still allowed to be pissed about it." I shook my head. "I just want to go home okay?"

"Baby."

"Travis!" I shoved his chest. "You don't get it!"

"No." Travis grabbed my arms. "Taylor, we don't do this anymore. We're fucked up, and you know we've given up on tact. Look at what we did last night." He urged. "I fucking love you, and I know you love me. I'll do whatever it takes to have you baby, anything."

I stared at him, his voice ringing through the now silent lobby of the hotel. Travis shook his head, and then all of a sudden he was on his knees in front of me. My eyes widened and I blushed as he grabbed one of my hands, bringing it to his lips. Travis' eyes filled with tears as he looked at me and he shook his head.

"I didn't try hard enough to save us the first time, but I'll never let it happen again. I know you're upset but I know we both did bad things and I know you understand." He told me. "You're my girl, and you always have been. I'll throw everything away from you."

"Travis we broke each other down to nothing." I whispered.

"And we're the only thing that can build us back up again." He clutched my hand. "Fuck, anything baby, anything."

"Oh, fuck you." I shook my head, yanking on his hand so that he stood up. "I fucking hate you Travis." I told him before throwing my arms around his neck and kissing him as hard as I could. "I fucking love you." I mumbled. 

Travis kissed me, claiming me, and I started to cry. We really were fucked up, but we were in love, and I couldn't push that away. He'd fucked someone else to try to get over me, which I'd almost done too. I'd invited about ten guys over since he'd left, but I'd never gone through with it when they'd come onto me. I hadn't had the heart, almost. Travis Kelce and I were destined for each other, and that was all that mattered.

"Come back." Travis begged. "We can talk about this baby, just don't walk out on me."

I nodded, and Travis grabbed my hand and tugged me back to the elevator. He pulled me into his arms as we rose and I closed my eyes, fighting tears. Everything was so warped, so confusing, but all I knew was that I was safe in Travis' arms. We might have ripped each other apart, but he was right, and we could hold each other back together.

As soon as we got back into the hotel room, something took over and Travis and I were suddenly all over each other again. It was like our bodies needed to make up those four months we'd spent apart, and our clothes fell to the floor almost immediately. Travis dragged me with him into the shower that was still running, pushing me against the wall as he kissed me like I was the air he needed to breathe. I clutched at his back, digging my nails in.

"We'll start over." I whispered. "No one else. No past problems. Just us."

"Okay." Travis mumbled. "Please come home to me baby, I can't stand that house without you. Come home and we can fix this."

"Yes." I gasped, wrapping my arms around his neck. "Yes."