So High School - Tayvis One Shots

6: Shutting Up The Rumours

For weeks, rumors had swirled around social media and the tabloids about Travis and Taylor's relationship. Every time Taylor missed a Chiefs game, the gossip intensified. When she hadn't been spotted at two away games in a row, the whispers turned into full-blown speculation: Had they broken up? Was it all over?

The online chatter was relentless. Headlines questioned if the pressures of fame had finally gotten to them, if Taylor's busy schedule was causing a rift between her and Travis, or worse, if something more serious had happened behind closed doors.

Taylor had tried to ignore it at first, but as the stories grew wilder and more baseless, it became clear that they needed to set the record straight. Travis wasn't worried—he knew the truth, and to him, that was all that mattered—but Taylor could see how much it bothered him. Not because he cared about the gossip, but because he hated the thought of anyone doubting how solid they were. They were happier than ever, and he wanted the world to know it.

And so, they came up with a plan. If people needed proof, they'd give them something they couldn't ignore.

Taylor hadn't been able to make it to the away games due to her own commitments—studio sessions, finalizing some tour details, and just life—but today was different. The Chiefs were playing at home, and she was there, front and center, ready to cheer Travis on.

The stadium buzzed with the usual pre-game excitement, but Taylor could feel the eyes on her as she made her way to her seat in the family section, surrounded by familiar faces. Donna Kelce gave her a warm hug as soon as she sat down, as if to subtly say, Don't worry about the noise. We know the truth.

"You're a sight for sore eyes," Donna said with a wink. "It's been a while since you've graced this stadium."

Taylor smiled, grateful for the support. "I wouldn't miss today for the world."

From the moment the game began, Taylor's focus was entirely on Travis. She watched him move across the field with precision and grace, every pass and tackle reminding her of just how strong and determined he was. Despite the media circus, he was completely in his element, leading his team with his usual confidence. And when he glanced up at the stands and caught her eye, there was a flicker of something playful in his expression. He knew she was there, and that was all that mattered.

The game was intense, but by the final quarter, the Chiefs were pulling ahead. With only minutes left on the clock, Travis made a crucial catch that secured their victory. The stadium erupted in cheers, and Taylor found herself jumping up and down with excitement, her heart swelling with pride.

As the final whistle blew and the team celebrated on the field, Taylor could feel the adrenaline through her veins. She watched as Travis hugged his teammates, but every so often, his eyes would flicker up to where she was standing. There was an unspoken understanding between them—they were about to put the rumors in rest in the most spectacular way possible.

As the celebrations on the field began to die down, Taylor made her way toward the tunnel, waiting for the right moment. The cameras were already trained on her, and she could hear the low hum of the commentators speculating about whether or not she'd join Travis on the field. Everyone was watching, waiting to see if she would make a move.

And then, she did.

With a steady breath, Taylor stepped onto the field, her heels sinking slightly into the soft grass. The crowd hadn't noticed her yet, but as she made her way to Travis, the murmurs started. She could hear the fans behind her, whispering, gasping and pointing. The stadium lights gleamed off her hair, and she moved with purpose, her heart pounding in her chest.

Travis spotted her before anyone else. His eyes widened slightly in surprise, but then a slow, knowing smile spread across his face. He moved toward her, and it was as if the rest of the world fell away.

The crowd erupted as they finally realized what was happening. Taylor Swift was walking onto the field, toward Travis Kelce. The rumors, the gossip, all of it was about to be shattered in one perfect moment.

Without missing a beat, Travis strode forward, closing the distance between them in a few long steps. His arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her close in a way that left no room for doubt. The cameras flashed wildly, but neither of them cared.

Taylor looked up at him, her heart racing, and before she could say anything, Travis leaned down and kissed her. It wasn't just a quick peck for the cameras—it was a slow, tender kiss that spoke volumes. It was the kind of kiss that said, We're here, we're happy, and we're not going anywhere.

The crowd roared, the stadium shaking with the force of the cheers. Taylor could hear the fans chanting, but it all felt like a blur. All she could focus on was Travis—his arms around her, the warmth of his skin, the way his lips felt against hers. She melted into him, her hands resting on his chest as they kissed like there was no one else in the world.

When they finally pulled away, breathless and grinning, Taylor's cheeks were flushed. Travis cupped her face in his hands, his thumb brushing her cheek as he whispered, "I love you, you know that?"

Taylor smiled up at him, her eyes shining. "I know. I love you too."

The stadium was still buzzing with excitement as Travis draped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her close as they walked off the field together. The cameras followed them, capturing every moment of their reunion. It was exactly what they needed to shut down the rumors once and for all.

Back in the locker room, the energy was electric. Travis's teammates clapped him on the back, congratulating him not just on the game, but on how he'd just put an end to weeks of speculation.

"Man, if that's not how you shut up the haters, I don't know what is," one of his teammates laughed, shaking his head in disbelief.

Travis grinned, glancing over at Taylor, who was talking to Donna and Kylie. "Yeah, well, sometimes actions speak louder than words."

Later that night, after the celebrations had died down and they were finally back home, Taylor and Travis curled up on the couch together, exhausted but happy. The fire crackled in the background, and Taylor rested her head on his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.

"I can't believe how crazy those rumors got," she murmured, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on his arm. "I wasn't even gone that long."

Travis chuckled softly, kissing the top of her head. "It doesn't matter. We showed them today. No one can question what we've got."

Taylor smiled, feeling a sense of peace settle over her. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with affection. "You're right. We're unbreakable."

He kissed her again, slower this time, savoring the moment. When he pulled back, he rested his forehead against hers. "In sickness, in health, and in front of the entire world... it's you and me, Tay. Always."

And as they sat there, wrapped up in each other, the rest of the world faded away. The rumors were silenced, but more importantly, they had each other—stronger than ever, and ready to face whatever came next.