I am in love -Taylor X Travis

Twenty-Two

Travis POV 

I finally made it to practice and the hours passing felt like years. My mind becomes unfocused onto the practice game we are playing which is incredibly dangerous but i cannot seem to focus on the task at hand. My mind goes crazy with every emotion and before i can even think about moving i am rammed to the ground landing in a hundred different ways. 

The pain from falling hard and incredibly wrongs quickly pulls me out of my thoughts and the only thing on my mind is the pain that i am now in. 

"Fuck Travis are you good" Patrick asks coming over to me in a hurry 

Instead of words i just groan out in pain, at this very moment i knew that something was wrong. 

minutes later i am brought into the medic room and am being examined.

"Pat" i call out 

"Yeah" he answers coming closer

"How bad is it" i ask, knowing that no matter what was wrong he wouldn't sugar coat it to try and make it seem an better than it was 

"I don't know yet man" he honestly expresses 

The doctors finally start explaining what happened. I had lightly fractured my right leg and bruised my ribs that was six weeks of healing at the absolute least, safe to say i was out of a few games. Even though the doctors said the injuries were light, there was nothing light about the pain i was in right now.

"I am gonna call Taylor" Patrick stands up grabbing my phone from my hand 

"No she will just get worried its okay" i offer but he doesn't listen and walks out with my phone 

Taylor POV

I woke up from my not so peaceful sleep and make my way to the stadium, getting ready to start sound check. 

"Good morning" I walk up hugging tree 

"Hey, how'd you sleep?" she ask 

"Ugh you know average" i answer honestly. 

My phone started to ring so naturally i looked down at it revealing Travis name which is odd, he didn't call during practice but he could have finished early. 

"Hey, how was practice?" i ask answering the call 

"Hey Taylor it's Pat" Patrick says 

"Oh okay, is everything okay?" i ask confused why he has Travis' phone 

"Travis got hurt during practice" He admits and immediately my mind goes to the worst possibilities 

"How bad is it?" i ask 

"He will tell you he is fine but he has to recover for six weeks, he fractured his leg and one of his ribs are bruised" 

"Can i talk to him please?"

"Yeah of course" Patrick says 

"Hey baby" Travis whispers into the phone 

"What did you do are you okay" i ramble 

"Yes i am okay" he lies 

"Don't lie"

"You have to go Taylor i know you are busy, i will call you later i love you" 

Travis hangs up the phone and i look over at tree 

"Can you have my jet ready to leave as soon as tonight's show is finished?" i ask and she nods 

Sound check went perfectly as always and i went on to start the show. 

The crowd was amazing, they screamed and danced and looked like it was the time of their lives. Every single time i get on the stage i let go of all the bad things that could potentially be going on in my life, i become calm and care-free as i dance and sing on the stage but tonight there was no chance i was completely erasing my thoughts. I was focused and remained professional the whole show but Travis was always in the back of mind wondering if he was okay.  

I finish Karma and take my final bow as the stage lowers taking me down to everyone else. I quickly get off of the platform and take tree's hand walking to my dressing room 

"Is the jet ready?" i ask as he turns around while i get changed 

"Yep" she replies and just like that i am off, getting into a car and then onto my plane. 

My car moves up Travis Driveway i had already let his family know that i was coming so they knew to let me into the gates. I get out of the car walking up to his door just as Donna opens it. 

"Hi how are you?" she asks wrapping me in a hug 

"Good but very tired" i admit walking in Travis' house 

"Where is he?" i ask as i place my bag down 

"Over in the kitchen refusing to sit down" she chuckles and i just shake my head.

I slip my shoes off and walk towards Travis kitchen to reveal him standing at the counter making whatever food he wanted. 

"As a doctor i feel like you shouldn't be doing that" i let him know i am here and his head turns around to look at me 

"What are you doing here?" he asks moving to start walking towards me 

"Do not take another step" my tone way more serious now 

I walk over to him and wrap my arms around his torso 

"I can believe you got hurt" i mumble before placing a kiss on his lips 

"I'm sorry" he apologies

I stood holding him for a few moments before his mum came and joined us in the kitchen 

"Okay, i will finish this for you, please go sit down" i let go of Travis and he just grumbled 

He hobbled over to the living room and sat on the couch 

"are you okay?" Donna asks when Travis is out of the room 

"Yeah just tired, i came here as soon as the show ended" i admit  

"Oh darling you must be exhausted"

"Yeah, but i needed to make sure he was okay"

"He is lucky to have you" 

"I am lucky to have him" i admit back, smiling widely as i look over at Travis 

 I walk over to Travis handing him his food and placing myself next to him but leaving a decent gab between him and i. 

"Come here" Travis patted the space that was empty next to him 

"No, i don't want to hurt you" i admit

"You wouldn't" 

i move the smallest bit closer to him as he finished his food. Once he sat his plate on the table next to the couch he slowly moved back over to me but this time closer. 

A random movie was playing on the Tv, something that Travis had picked that him and Donna seemed invested in but i was answering emails that i didn't get a chance to reply to earlier. I was lying on the couch with Travis' head placed on my stomach. Donna sat on the arm chair next to us.

I was replying to my last email when i felt a weird feeling on my stomach, i looked down at Travis but saw nothing out of the ordinary so i went back to my task at hand. Minutes later my shirt became wet, as soon as i realized what was i happening i dropped my phone on the floor and looked down at Travis. 

"Hey hey hunny what's going on?" i ask and donna moves herself to see what's happening. Instead of Travis replying he just tightens his grip on me 

"You're okay baby" i gently rub my hand over his head trying to provide as much comfort as i can 

I look at donna and she looks just as confused as i am. I continue to my my hand up and down Travis back but he stays lying on me silently crying and i am getting more and more worried. 

"Travis hunny talk to me" i try but he buries his head further into me. 

Eventually i position myself so Travis is now lying on my lap and i gently place kisses on his forehead every now and again.