superbowl baby

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travis's pov:
"taylor, are you sure you want to come?" i ask, she continues to nod. we're having a small argument about wether or not it's a good idea for her to come and watch the super bowl tonight. she's 39 weeks pregnant and could go into labor at anytime.

i'm worried her water will break at the game, and i'll miss seeing our baby's birth. "travis, i will be fine." she insists. "i haven't had any contractions or anything yet, it's not gonna happen tonight" she says.

"alright then." i sigh, still a little bit worried. i guess is she did stay home and her water broke, i still wouldn't be there, but i didn't want her to get all flustered watching the game because she's in pain.

"baby it's time to go!" i say, grabbing my football bag. "these fucking shoes won't go on my fucking huge feet!" she yells, sitting on the lowest step of the staircase, aggressively throwing her shoe across the room. before she as pregnant it took a lot for her to get angry, but nowadays, she gets pissed at the smallest inconvenience.

"babygirl, it's okay. i'll get you a different pair" i say reaching into the closet and then handing her a pair of shoes she bought last week. "these good?" i ask, she nods. i didn't blame her for any of this, but i was starting to get a little frustrated with her mood swings. but too be fair, she has been carrying a little human inside of her, which isn't very fun.

we eventually arrive at the game much later, i give a kiss to taylor before she heads up to watch the game with her friends.

taylor's pov:
"hey brit!" i say, taking the seat beside her. "oh hey taylor! 39 weeks, right?" she asks, i nod. "yup, any day now. she's a pain in the ass right now but, in a few weeks she'll be a cute little baby" i smile. i couldn't wait to be a mother, but the whole idea of actually giving birth didn't seem very fun.

we watched the game and everything was going normal, the chiefs were winning at the moment. i felt a drop in my stomach and some pretty bad pain soon later. i decided to brush it off, maybe she's just kicking.

a moment later i feel liquid trickle down my leg. "shit my water literally just broke" i whisper to brit, i didn't want to make a huge deal to everyone around us.

"0h my god, taylor? let's get you to the hospital." she says. "but the.. the game! i don't want to not be here to support travis!" i say as we leave the stadium.

no one's pov:
"taylor, you're going to be pushing a child out of your vagina in the next few hours, i don't think travis will mind if you're not here" she laughs, helping me into the car.

"we're almost there" brittany says, driving quickly to the hospital. "fuck, travis won't even be with me" she cries, remembering there whole argument about this earlier today.

"i can stay with you until he gets here, yeah? i already told him, but i don't he'll check his phone yet" brittany says as they pull into the parking lot.

the next few minutes pass through with a blur, and before taylor knows it she's sitting on a hospital bed, doctors checking everything. "travis just texted me, he's on the way" brittany smiles, showing my his text.

"what? but the game has at least another hour or two left!" taylor shouted. "i'm sure that you and the baby are his priorities, not some football game." she reassures, taylor nodded her head in agreement.

soon later a doctor comes in to the room to check how far dilated taylor is. "taylor, you're 10cm dilated. can you push for me?" the doctor asks.

"what! no, i can't be? its only been like an hour!! travis isn't gonna make it!" she cried, brittany tried her best to help calm her, but it's hard to talk sense into a woman literally trying to push a child out of her vagina.

"taylor, please push. it will be okay" the says, taylor was in so much pain, but she did as she was instructed to do so. with a loud cry of pain, the baby was out.

"oh my fucking god" taylor sighed in pain, as her baby girl was placed on her chest. "you did it taylor" brittany smiles, and just a moment later they here someone running down the hallway.

"is she here yet?" travis shouts as he dashed through the door, just to see taylor holding the sweet baby. "oh my god, she's here! taylor!" he smiled, his eyes focused on the infant.

"you only missed it by like 2 minutes." taylor breathed. "but.. but aren't you missing your game?" she asked, still worried.

"that doesn't matter, you and our sweet little baby girl are so much more important." he smiled, placing a gentle hand on her fragile head. "i think she wants milk." taylor mumbled, her face slightly confused.

"oh, i don't mind haha, but i'm fine if you want me to leave" brittany chuckles. "you can stay, i.. i just didn't want to make you feel weird" taylor laughs, beginning to take of the top part of her hospital gown.

"oh tay baby, i have your hospital here too, it has a nursing bra and basically everything you'll need. i kept it in the car, just in case" travis winked, handing me the bag.

after i changed with some help from travis,  i settled back into bed. "there we go" taylor says as she guides the baby to latch on to her nipple.

shortly later brittany leaves, she didn't want to leave patrick waiting, and to also give taylor, travis and their baby some alone time.

"do you have any name ideas?" travis asks. "i really like the name riley." taylor smiles, adjusting her position in bed.

"riley marjorie swift-kelce." travis announced, it was the perfect name for their sweet girl. "it's awesome." taylor replied

"how are you doing though? it does take a lot of work to give birth" travis chuckles, leaning on the side of the bed.

"as good as i can be. the doctor said i had a small tear. im obviously still in pain, but considering i just pushed a child out of me, i would say im alright" she smiles, scrunching her nose a little bit.

"well im glad to hear that." he breathes. "just please let me know if you need, or want literally anything. you name it" travis smiles.

"thank you. i love you so so much" taylor smiles, a tear falling from travis's kindness.

"i love you too baby" he smiles, pressing a kiss into her temple.

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