Taylor Swift entered the party, not knowing many of the people here. Why was she even here? Oh yea, networking. Taylor grabbed a glass of champagne from a passing waiter. Taking a sip, Taylor surveyed the room again, looking for someone that she knew. Kim Kardashian, urgh, no thanks.
"Taylor!" She turned around and saw Blake Lively walking towards her. At last,somebody she knew, a friend.
"Hi, Blake. Are you ok?"
"Tay, yes I am. How are you?" Taylor rolled her eyes and smiled at Blake.
"I am just wondering what the heck I am doing here." Blake laughed. Her husband Ryan appeared. As the 3 of them chatted, somebody caught Taylors eye. He was tall. Taller than Taylor and had a very large frame. He had beautiful eyes and a beard. Blake was talking to Taylor, but she wasn't listening.
She was staring intently at the man across the room from her. He was talking to another party guest.
"Taylor?" Blake asked, waving a hand on front of Taylors face.
"I think Taylors left the building." Ryan said.
"Sorry, guys." Taylor said, laughing. "Who is that over there?" She asked Blake and Ryan.
"That is Travis Kelce." Blake answered.
"Oh, what does he do?"
"He plays football for the Kansas City Chiefs."
"This feels like a dear diary moment." Ryan interjected.
Taylor laughed and held onto Blake for a moment.
"Would you like an introduction?" Blake asked.
"Oh yes." Taylor smiled.
"Travis!" Blake called over to him. Travis looked over to Blake. He excused himself from the group he was chatting with and made his way over to them.
"Travis, can I introduce you to Taylor?" Blake said.
"Pleased to meet you." Travis said, shaking Taylors hand.
"You too." Taylor smiled at him.
"I take it that you don't want to be here either." Travis said to her.
"Not particularly, no." Taylor replied. She drained her glass of champagne and took another glass from a table full of drinks.
"My agent said it would be good PR for me."
"Snap!" Travis laughed. "I detest these things. Fakery and pretending you like somebody who is a psycho hosebeast." Taylor burst out laughing.
"Trying to keep a pokerface is hard with some people." Taylor agrees. At this point, Taylors agent turned up and said that she had to mingle and not stay with Blake and Ryan all night. She sighed and walked away from Travis Ryan and Blake.
Taylor steered herself from a Kardashian or Jenner. That's when she spotted another friend of hers, Gracie Abrams. Taylor made her way over to Gracie. The poor lady looked lost.
"Gracie!" Taylor said as she approached her. They hugged and chatted for a while. Travis came over, and they all talked for quite a while. The evening was wearing on. Taylors heels were hurting her feet, and she missed her cats. She checked the time. 10.30pm. Is that an acceptable time to leave? Travis had observed Taylors time check.
"Do you want to leave this party?" Travis said low into her ear.
"Yes, I do."
"Can I join you, Tay?" Gracie asked.
"Sure. Where's Ryan and Blake?"
The couple were making their way over to them. They all left and got into Taylors limo. As soon as everyone was in, there was a collective sigh of relief. All the ladies took their heels off. Taylor laid back against the back seat. Travis sat next to her and slipped a warm hand in to hers.
"Has anyone told you that you are gorgeous?" He muttered to her.
"And has anyone told you that you are gorgeous?" Taylor winked at him, and they both smiled at each other.
"Let's get Wendy's drive through!" Ryan said. Everyone cheered for food.
"Can I have your number, Taylor?" Travis asked. She just smiled.
