Does It Feel Alright To Not Know Me?

4

AN: Part 4! Again, thanks to everyone who's reading & Liking this <3 I thought I'd change it up this chapter and write from Travis' point of view.

April 2013

"With the 63rd overall pick in the 2013 NFL draft the Kansas City Chiefs select Tight end Travis Kelce from the University of Cincinnati"

He smiled, jumped up and hugged his mother, Jason and his dad were standing off to the side, smiling with tears in their eyes. He never thought he'd make it here. After what happened two years ago, he thought his dream was gone. He of course didn't think he'd make it to the NFL as a tight end but a position switch in college has been a god send, he found himself much more comfortable playing his new position than he ever did as a quarterback. Now the real work begins for him though. He has to make it to Kansas City and show them that he's serious and that he's good and that what happened years ago was a mistake, a lapse in judgment that will never happen again. He'll prove to everyone who repeatedly asked about the "character concerns" surrounding him wrong.

The celebrations around him died down after a few minutes, his mom and dad moved to the side trying to arrange their flights to Kansas City so they can be with him when he makes it to the facility in a few days and meets up with everyone.

He hugged Jason as soon as he could "I made it dude!" he said as his older brother hugged him back. He didn't think he would've if it hadn't been for Jason standing by his side, fighting for him to be given a second chance with the team and picking him up when he was down.

They sat down at one of the vacant tables.

"I'm so proud of you Trav" Jason said, almost tearing up.

Travis smiled, not his usual jovial smile but he was smiling non the less. He took a deep breath "I always thought she'd be here you know?" He didn't need to specify who the 'she' was. Jason knew who he meant. "Have you talked to her recently? Or has Austin?"

Jason shook his head "The last time was when you called her two years ago. She changed her number after that, and she never gave Austin a new number to contact her"

Travis nodded his head. "He would be five years old now" he whispered. His mom and dad still didn't know. Jason only knew because he confronted Travis after the first time he contacted Taylor and heard the baby crying.

"Yeah" Jason responded "She posts pictures of him sometimes, on Instagram"

"I haven't looked at any of her socials since..." Travis said. He hasn't looked at it in about a year. The last picture he saw was of her getting kissed on the cheek by some guy and the post was them celebrating their one-year anniversary. He knew he had no business being jealous or angry, but he had always thought of her as his girl, his Taylor but she wasn't anymore, and it was no one's fault but his own.

"Have you listened to the album?"

He shook his head "not after the first time the only one I can bear to listen to is Our Song" it was the first song she'd ever played for him. He still remembers her sitting in his room in Ohio, the guitar in her arms, nervously biting her lips trying to explain that she wrote the song about him and them and it's okay if he doesn't like it, it was just a fun song, but he loved it and he loved her. he loved her so much he doesn't think he'll be able to love anyone half as much as he loved her, but she had clearly moved on, and he couldn't begrudge her that. He's the one who couldn't step up and be a man. He's the one who ended it. She's allowed to be happy, he just couldn't actually see it happen, so he doesn't check her socials and he doesn't listen to hear music. Much. Just when he misses her late at night. He plays Our Song, and he wishes he could go back to being 16 and so in love and happy and feeling like this happiness could last forever.