Travis's Pov
Waking into the house I slid my shoes off placing them in the basket before making my way further inside. Practice was finally over; it had run a bit longer than usual which meant poor Taylor had been at the house all by herself today. As I ventured further into the house, I noticed that the kitchen looked untouched, and not in the sense that it was cleaned, as in nothing had been moved since I had left this morning. The cup of coffee I had left out for Taylor was still on the counter now cold, everything from last night was still sprawled out across the counter. I peeked into her office, same as the kitchen, untouched.
"Tay!" I yelled as I jogged up the stairs. "Babe?"
I finally make it to our room; the door is still cracked like I left it this morning so the cats and dogs could roam freely. Slowly I push the door open silently making my way inside.
"Baby?"
I let out a breath I was holding as my eyes landed on my girlfriend curled up under the covers cuddling my pillow. Her eyes are closed, and her mouth is open as she breaths slowly. As cute as she looks, I know I need to wake her up and most likely get her to eat something since I doubt, she's even gotten out of bed today. I kneel down besides the bed resting my head on my arm as I reach my other arm out to slowly stroke her hair. Her eyes flutter slightly but she doesn't wake up which didn't surprise me, this girl could sleep through a tornado. I pressed a few kisses against her head and lips, my thumb gently rubbing against her hair.
"Come on sweet girl, it's time to wake up."
A small grunt escaped her lips as her face scrunched adorably. Her body stretched out much like cat before she curled back around my pillow her eyes finally opening.
"There she is."
Taylor blinked lazily up at me still hazy from just waking up before it finally seemed to click in her mind that I was here. Her arms immediately flew out to wrap around my neck holding me tightly. I returned the gesture wrapping my own arms around her back rubbing the skin under her shirt slowly. I could feel her breaths against my neck as we sat there soaking up each other's presence. I began to pull back, but Taylor just held me tighter whining.
"Baby, have you eaten anything today?" I felt her tense slightly giving me my answer. "Have you at least gotten up to use the bathroom?" She didn't answer again but I knew the answer to that question to. "Sweetheart you need to get up. It's not healthy to stay in bed all day without at least eating or drinking." I tried coaxing her to get up, but she still didn't budge.
I let out a sigh knowing no matter what I said she wasn't going to get up on her own. We had been through this a few times before, I would get home from practice to find she hadn't moved from bed, and she would refuse to let me go. I found the only way to get her to do these things on days like this was to physically force her. I cringed Taylor shook her head whining as I pulled her up from the bed obviously not happy that I was making her get up.
"I know sweet girl I know." I pecked her forehead as I help her get situated against me, so she was holding onto me.
Our first stop was the bathroom where I made her use the bathroom while she leaned against me as I stood in front of her. Once she was done, I helped her pull her underwear and sleep shorts back up before bringing her over to the sink where I practically washed her hands for her. Her face was pressed against my neck, and I scrubbed her hands together in between mine making sure all the soap was off of them before drying them off and plopping her on the counter. Her legs wrapped around my waist and her hands held onto my shirt as I brushed her teeth and combed her hair out the best I could and loosely braided it.
