Taylor Swift x Travis Kelce Teenage Years

Chapter 7

TRAVIS' POV
We're in PE, one of the classes I have with Taylor. We are supposed to run laps and we're running and talking slowly. I see her start to go pale and we take a break.

"What's wrong?" I ask. She just shakes her head. We're sitting down on a bench and she stands up and starts to pace. Tears start to fall down her cheeks and I stand up. I wrap my arms around her and she starts to shake as tears fall. "Hey, it's okay." We stand together.

"Hey! You lovebirds! Finish your laps!" The gym teacher, Mrs. Johnson yells. She walks over to us. I look up at her but Taylor doesn't. "Swift! Look at me when I talk!" Taylor slowly looks up, pale and tear stained cheeks.

"She's been off and on sick all day, I didn't want her to throw up Mrs Johnson! I'm sorry. She stopped running and I didn't want to leave her," I say. Mrs Johnson nods and lets us go to the nurse. Taylor's leaning in my lap, crying and scared. I gently rub her arm as she cries.

"She can go, if she either has her own car, or her parents, or somebody," The nurse says.

"Her parents work all day, I drove her," I say. The nurse nods.

"Call your parents real quick, then you can drive her home." I called my parents and they let me take her home. I lean Taylor's seat back in the car and we get to her house. I carry her to the couch where she lays down. "I'm going to run to Target to get some food for you, and medicine, text or call me if you have to throw up again, okay?" Taylor nods. I get to Target when I get a text.

Tay 💗: i'm going to throw up

Trav: aw Tay, do you want to call?

Trav: Tay?

Tay 💗: I threw up

Trav: Tay i'm so sorry, you may not be throwing up because of your eating

Tay 💗 : wdym?

Trav: you may just be sick sweetie

Tay 💗 : oh ok

Trav: I'll be home in 30 minutes

Tay 💗 : ok thank you!!

I hurried home from Target. I get home to Taylor's sleeping form curled up on the bathroom floor. I gently lift her up and lay her down in her bed. I go to her kitchen and start to make her some chicken noodle soup. I see Taylor walk into the kitchen and I wrap my arms around her. I hand her the soup and she looks up at me.

"Trav-" She starts.

"You need some food Tay, just eat a little," I say. She slowly nods and we sit at the table. She eats about half of the soup and then we lay down together in bed. She falls asleep after throwing up one more time. Her mom walks in but doesn't say anything. She smiles at her daughter and closes the door softly.