Taylor Swift x Travis Kelce Teenage Years

Chapter 2

 I slowly wake up at around 2 am and stand up. I sit at my desk which faces my window, which looks into Travis' bedroom. I sigh and pull out my journal. I write pages and pages of song lyrics until almost 4 am. I didn't even realize that I was crying until I looked down at the tear stained verses and choruses that I wrote. I slowly close the notebook and exhale. I lay myself back down under the covers and stare up at the ceiling. I get back out of bed 2 hours later and get ready. I put on some light makeup and throw on an oversized t-shirt with leggings. I walk downstairs and out the door without seeing Mom. I drive to school and sit in the library for about 40 minutes before school starts. I finish some homework and study for a few tests. I walk to my locker and as I slam the door shut I see Travis leaned up against the locker next to mine. I sigh and walk the opposite direction.

"Taylor! Taylor, wait! I'm sorry," Travis shouts. I walk to class and sit in the back corner and start to read. Travis looks for an open seat near me but the only open seat is in the front row. I see him sigh and sit down and I pull out my notebook and start taking notes. I finish the day and sit down in my car. I'm in the school parking lot as I feel my eyes fill with tears. I lean my head forward on the steering wheel and sit for a minute crying. I drove back home through tears. I get out of the car and run upstairs to my room. I sit down on bed and start to journal again. I write down even more song ideas and I fall asleep without going back downstairs for dinner. I silently wake up in the middle of the night and take the knife to my thigh again. My voice silently shakes through gasps as the pain hits me. I take a few strokes and then cover up the scars. I slowly stand up a few hours later and get out of bed. I sigh and throw on leggings and a t-shirt. I walk downstairs and Mom calls my name.

"Tay, it's 80 degrees out, why are you wearing leggings?" Mom asks. I shrug.

"I'll be fine Mom, we don't go outside at all," I say. Mom nods.

"I just don't want you to get hot," Mom says. And I just don't want anyone to see my scars, I think as I walk out the door. I open the passenger seat of the car and throw my backpack and lunch on the seat and slam the door shut. I start to walk to the driver's side when somebody pulls me away.

"What do you want Travis?" I ask pulling my hand away from his.

"I know you were crying in the middle of the night, I saw you through my window," Travis says.

"So what are you stalking me now? You're watching my every move. That's definitely the way to get a girl," I say, crossing my arms across my chest and leaning my car. Travis shakes his head and I roll my eyes.

"No, Taylor-" Travis starts.

"Save your breath, just leave me alone," I say walking to my driver's side and getting in. I pull out without saying another word. I drive to school and walk to class. I sit down at my desk and I ignore Travis the whole day. He tries to talk to me during the first period but I don't say anything back. I get to lunch and I eat a few pieces of the sandwich and throw the rest out. I eat a few pieces of food every two days and that's about it. I feel Travis staring down my back throughout lunch but I don't turn around. I drive myself back home and run inside. I get upstairs and sit down on my bed sigh. I sit for a minute and then sit down at my computer and call Selena and Abigail. We talk for a few hours and then I leave for dinner. I have a couple bites of salad and then go back upstairs. I sit at my desk and write a few pages of song lyrics before I feel eyes on me. I look out my window and see Travis sitting staring at me. I roll my eyes and pull my blinds shut and sit back down at my desk. My phone softly dings and I slowly pick it up to see a text.

Unknown number - Taylor, I just want to talk, I'm sorry about yesterday. Please, can I just talk? I'm sorry, it's Travis.

I glance at it but don't open it. I throw my phone onto my bed and bury my face in my hands and start to sob. I hear someone knocking on my door and I quickly wipe my tears away and open it assuming it's Mom. But when Austin opens the door I fall into his arms and start to cry.

"Hey, big sis, what's wrong?" Austin asks walking with me to my bed. I sit down and wipe my eyes.

"Just some guy," I say, shaking my head.

"Tell me Teffy," Austin says.

"He's bullied me for two years now but then yesterday it went far and I slapped him in the face. And then after school he told me that he loved me and was trying to get my attention. But I don't know what to do and today I just ignored him and didn't talk to him," I say. Austin nods and I shake my head. "Austin, I'll be fine, please don't tell Mom. I just want to be alone." Austin slowly stands up and pats my head for a second and then leaves. I slowly pick up my phone from my bed and text Travis back.

Taylor - Hey, I don't want to be around you right now. If you really want to talk to my text or call but I'm not seeing you in person right now.

I sigh and pull the knife off of my bedside table drawer and take it to my skin. All of a sudden I get a call from no other than Travis. I start to panic and pick up and realize the cut started to bleed badly. I grab a few tissues and apply pressure to the bleed as Travis starts to talk.

"Look, Taylor, I am so sorry, about everything, we can pretend none of yesterday happened. I didn't say anything to you and you didn't do anything to me." Travis says. I grab more tissues as I start to panic.

"Um, Travis, right now is not the best time, I'm kind of doing something at the moment." I say as the bleeding slows to stop. I pull out a bigger bandaid and put it on and slowly gasp at the pain.

"Taylor what are you doing," Travis asks.

"Nothing!" I say and quickly hang up. I see a text pop up but I ignore it. I see another incoming call from Travis and ignore it. More texts start to pour in from Travis and he keeps trying to call me. After about the 5th call I finally pick up.

"Taylor, are you okay?" Travis asks.

"I'm fine," I say. There's a pause filled with calming silence and I finally talk again. "Travis I like you too but you are constantly bullying me and I know that's probably also my problem but I do like you." There's another pause before Travis speaks again.

"Can you come over in a few minutes? Or can I go to yours?"

"Come to mine," I say and then hang up. I see Travis walk over and I open the front door for him. He walks in and we walk upstairs. There's an awkward pause before Travis speaks.

"What were you doing, when I called you the first time? I heard you gasp and it sounded like you were crying," I sigh and look away.

"Nothing," I say. Travis doesn't look convinced so I speak again. "I promise Travis, I'm fine." Travis nods slowly and takes my hand.

"You know it's okay if you aren't fine." He says. I nod.

"I know, but lucky for you, I am fine so it doesn't matter," I say with a fake smile. Travis laughs and I slowly smile. We talk for a little longer and then Travis goes back to his house. I collapse onto bed and sigh. It's getting harder and harder each day to act like I'm fine but I can't do anything about it. I shower quickly and then lay down in bed. My phone dings and I grab it off my bedside table.

Travis - How are you Tay?

Taylor - I'm fine. What about you

Travis - I'm good, what did you have for dinner?

Taylor - we had salad

Travis - did you eat it?

Taylor - yeah I did, why are you so interested in what I eat??

Travis - I never see you eat at school, I want to make sure you're eating at home. I'm worried about you pretty girl.

Taylor - well I ate, so you don't have to worry.

I feel horrible lying to Travis. I mean sure I did eat the salad. If you count the few nibbles I took and then when I cut myself later because I was guilty of eating too much. As long as Travis doesn't see my pain I'll be okay.