Our Invisible String (Complete Version)

38 (Taylors Version)

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The day had been quite stressful. The students had been fine past some light teasing, a few I told you so's and some of Travis little boys catcalling me when I made my way over to the field with them.

Travis and I had been supposed to meet in our break but he never showed up and the pregnancy had played its game because I had started to cry as soon as he didn't show up.

He was probably just as busy and had send me a quick text that he had to be at practice so i had forced my hormone flooded body to take it down a nudge and decided to visit him after my last period.

I had meal prepper for the both of us and knew he hadn't eaten yet so i held a box with his favourite lasagna in my hands as i walked over the dewy grass over to the court.

I knew i was still very early along but the pregnancy already started to show. I was a bit moody, suffered morning sickness and my breasts were constantly sore, so i was planning to take Travis up on his offer to help out with the last one, go a quick round in his office maybe.

As i got closer and rounded the corner of the bleachers i felt like the air was knocked out of my lungs. There was Travis, my boyfriend, my baby daddy, my man in his breathtakingly hot coach outfit.

Damn how did he look this good literally just standing around. God help me if he now started to scream some instructions towards the players i might have orgasmed just then and there but he turned his head and laid eyes on me, his lips widening into a smile and i couldn't help myself but speed up a little the closer i got and stopped just in front of him.

No body contact Taylor, they'll only talk more and you might ruin your panties before he has a chance to rip them off.

"Hey you" i grinned and bit my lip, watching as his eyes drifted to it and he licked his own, making mine spread further and the lower ones drip.

"Hey Princess" he murmured and stepped closer, engulfing me in his comforting smell, his body heat radiating off of him, warming my skin. I wore my usual teacher outfit, turtleneck to hide the hickeys at least a little bit, in black, some pair of ironically mom jeans , a pair of comfy boots and to complete my outfit his fluffy winter jacket to keep me warm, but the cold air had frozen my face and his presence made it all better.

Oh how bad i wanted to kiss him, wrap my arms around his neck, or my legs and pull him closer.

"I brought you your lunch" i grinned and bit my lip again, showing him the box i was holding , my hands freezing from the ice cold, fingers almost white and numb since i had forgotten to put on some gloves.

"God you're the best i should really marry you so you stick around" he grinned and winked at me, making me giggle like a damn school girl. Oh, what this man did to me. We hadn't even been together for 3 months and I would already scream yes if he ever asked me.

"Well, you already knocked me up so maybe some parts of you are ahead of your thinking" I teased and grinned as he reciprocated mine.

"What did you make? I'm sure it'll be delicious" he grinned excitedly down at the food i was holding. Of course. This man didn't think about anything if food was even in the room, sometimes that food was me though so no complaints on my end.

"I made you-"

I was interrupted by a voice that send flashbacks spiralling through my head, of times i had so desperately tried to forget about.

Aimee Simpson.

Former cheer captain, prom queen, bully of mine and... Travis ex.

She had made my life hell, even more so than Travis did. She took pictures of me in the changing room and threatened to show them to the boys cause then no one would wanna date me anymore, forcing me to do her homework.

She gossiped about me, starting rumours and made the few friends i had avoid me.

When someone had suggested i would be a hot cheerleader, she lad laughed loudly and pointed out Infront of the whole school every reason why i wasn't hot and why i would never live up to her standards.

There even was a time she had held me down alongside her friends and circled ever "problem area" i had with sharpie, then stole my clothes so i had to call my mom to come pick me up since i had marker all over my almost naked body.

Most of the things she did weren't as public so people wouldn't find out about them but fuck, she was the reason I starved, doubted and hated myself for years, so much so that it had almost hurt Abby.

And now here she was, appeared like a nightmare out of thin air, her shrill voice calling as she walked closer to where Travis and I stood.

"Oh would you look at that! Looser Swift, I never thought I'd see you again. What happened to you miss i will get so famous all of you will regret what you did" she laughed as she got closer and put her hand on Travis biceps like she had done when we were still in school.

"What are you doing here?" i asked and fuck i knew my voice was chocked and shaky but i couldn't help it. I was terrified just by the memories her presence forced me to recall.

"I-I'm a teacher" i tried to gather my confidence again, straightening my posture and looking up to make eye contact, something the old Taylor would have freaked out about doing.

An evil grin crossed her face as her long acrylic nails dug into Travis arm further. "Oh, that's right, i heard you got knocked up by some looser that was even too good for you and got stood up and had to beg for them to give u a job."

My blood started to boil but i tried my best to keep my cool, the kids were around and they were certainly listening in.

"What are you doing here?" i asked clearing my throat and fighting the tears that so desperately wanted to roll down my cheeks.

"Oh, I'm here to remind my Travy here of how much he likes women in cheer, how feral he goes for woman who can actually dance you know? I head he was back here and you know there are 0 women in the town that would be good enough for him so i jumped in – of course he isn't my standard but once he leaves this hell hol-"

That was when Travis snapped, yanked his arm out of her death grip and pushed her off of him.

"Shut your damn mouth Aimee, you came here cause your career didn't take of because you don't have it in you to model and got probably fired when you tried to tell the agency you were one and you're here because you need the money and actually have done 0 development since high school so cheer it literally the only thing you can do and you even suck at that. Taylor is the strongest fucking woman i know. Shes smart, talented and she's an amazing mom."

Aimee gasped, her eyes wide in shock as she looked between me and him.

"Are you fucking serious? I am the best thing that has ever happened to you, you don't even deserve a second chance with me cause you're a failure. You couldn't make it big so you settled with coaching this shit heap of a team. You settle thats exactly what you do. And anyways why are you defending HER? You used to hate her!"

I gulped and looked back at Travis. This was starting to turn into a damn Tennis match if they kept going like this.

"I only did that cause i didn't have the nuts to admit how fucking incredible and beautiful she is and that every time i kissed, you, fucked you and was with you i wished it was her, i pictured her or i wouldn't even have gotten hard from you, you Gollum. And I'm defending her cause she's the fucking love of my life and I'm the luckiest man to call her mine. Go fuck off Aimee or i will get you fired. Oh, and if you even dare to come after our daughter again, you wished you would never have returned to the town."