daughter of taylor swift and travis kelce imagines

im not sick

tw:// throw up

taylors pov

i had been feeling really sick since this morning but i urged tree to let me perform. i didn't tell trav i wasn't feeling great because he definitely wouldn't have let me before. i'm on the ttpd set right now and im starting to get really nauseous.

luckily we were on i can do it with a broken heart so kam and jan were carrying me so i got to be off my feet for a little. they did the little cut scene we do that is like getting me ready to perform but while kam was holding me up i literally gagged and almost threw up on him.

"tay you okay?" he whispered in my ear. i subtly shook my head.

"one more song. just one more song" he said.

then i went on to do the song which i gave my all for. even though i was sick i didn't want to half ass it out there. when the song ends all of the dancers that are girls crowd around me so i can change into my surprise song dress.

as they handed me my dress my hand flung to my mouth because i knew i was about to be sick.

"you okay?" tori asked. i shook my head.

"here drink some water" syd said handing me the water.

"hold on just give me a sec" i said bending over and placing my hands on my legs. i tried to focus on my breathing but i found out that the position i was in was not good because before i knew it i threw up all over the stage. some of the dancers jumped back.

"i'm so sorry guys" i said coughing.

"no you're good! don't worry about it!" natalie said.

the lights came on for me to do the surprise songs but i was still surrounded by them. i'm gonna make sure i give them a raise because they're literally standing around me and my puke.

"okay we're gonna wait for the lights to turn off then we'll get you off the stage alright?" syd said

"okay..." i said still bent over. it felt like i could be sick again any second. some of the tech guys came up on the stage to help as well. i looked past some of them and i saw trav and y/n leaving the tent.

"here tay take this" karen said.

"thank you" i said taking the garbage bag.

"is she okay?" i heard kamilah say as she ran over.

"she's sick...wait! watch out!" my dancer taylor said. kamilah almost stepped in my throw up and that wouldn't have been good.

"i-i need to sit down" i said. i felt so weak.

"okay we'll walk you over to the lift...i don't know what's taking them so long with the lights" kamilah said. so she walked me to the lift and the dancers stayed around the pile of my puke. gross.

"kamilah?" i said slowly

"you okay?" she said helping me up right.

"we need to walk faster...i'm so nauseous" i said putting my hand over my mouth.

"okay okay we're almost to the lift just deep breaths" she said. once we got to the lift it wasn't going down.

"kamilahhhhh i'm about to make a fool of myself why isn't the fucking lift going down" i whined.

"i don't know uhhhh here come with me" she said. she helped me down the stairs on the side of the stage and that's when i saw all the phones out videoing me. great.

"taylor are you okay?" a fan shouted. i gave her a smile but im pretty sure it looks more like a grimace.

once we made it down the stairs we went under the stage.