So High School - Tayvis One Shots

9: Amsterdam Night 3

The final night of Taylor's Amsterdam show had a buzz in the air unlike any other. The city itself seemed to hum with excitement, and Travis could feel it as soon as he stepped of the plane. He had flown in that day, eager to surprise her, but he wasn't alone. ALong with him were Patrick Mahomes, his wife Brittany, and a few other close friends from the team, all excited to support Taylor's last night in the city.

As they made their way to the suite, the energy from the stadium was already palpable. The crowd was roaring even before the show began, and Travis couldn't help but smile, knowing that this was Taylor's domain. As they settled in, beers and snacks making the rounds, the anticipation for the night grew. Travis leaned on the railing of the suite, looking down at the massive crowd below, but his thoughts were solely on Taylor.

The lights dimmed, and suddenly, the roar of the crowd became deafening. The stage lit up, and there she was. Taylor appeared like a force of nature, her presence commanding the attention of thou

sands. From the very first note, she had everyone in the palm of her hand, including Travis. He watched her with admiration and pride, his heart swelling as she danced and sang her heart out.

Throughout the night, their connection remained constant. Even from the stage, Taylor would sneak glances up at him in the suite. Her eyes would linger on him a little longer than usual, sending silent messages only they understood. When she playfully mimicked his signature arrow pose at the beginning of So High School, Travis's grin widened, and he couldn't help but shake his head. She knew exactly how to make him feel special, even from a distance.

The entire stadium erupted when they saw her do it, the arrow pose familiar to anyone who knew Travis. It was a lighthearted, playful nod to him, and the crowd loved it. But for Travis, it was more than just a fun moment—it was a reminder of the bond they shared, the way they supported each other in every way.

As the night progressed, Travis knew the surprise songs were coming. Usually, Taylor would give some hints, a small clue here and there. But tonight? She'd kept him completely in the dark. He was excited but also a bit nervous, wondering what she had planned.

"This next one's special," Taylor said into the mic, a smile playing at the corners of her lips. "It's for someone who means a lot to me."

The crowd hushed, hanging onto her every word, and then, the soft chords of Mary's Song began to play, followed by So High School, and then Everything Has Changed. The way she seamlessly blended those three songs, songs so deeply personal and intimate, it was clear who they were for. As she sang, Travis felt the words hitting him with a weight he hadn't expected.

He had always known how much Taylor loved him, but hearing those songs, seeing her pour her heart into every note—this was different. His eyes stung with tears as he listened, the emotions overwhelming him. No one had ever done something so personal, so public, and so deeply moving for him before. He quickly brushed at his eyes, trying to compose himself, but Brittany Mahomes noticed and walked over.

"You okay?" she asked softly, her tone full of concern.

Travis gave her a small nod, wiping his face again. "Yeah, I'm good. Just... she always finds a way to get me," he said with a watery chuckle.

Brittany smiled knowingly and patted his arm. "She loves you, Trav. We can all see that."

As she moved away to give him a moment, Travis took a deep breath, letting the emotions wash over him. When the crowd belted out the line, "I'll be 87, you'll be 89," he couldn't stop the smile from breaking through his tears. The audience, thousands strong, was sharing in a personal moment between him and Taylor, and it felt surreal.

The final era of the night was Midnights, and as the lights dimmed again, Travis knew the show was nearing its end. He made his way downstairs, moving closer to where Taylor would finish the concert. The energy of the crowd was contagious, and as Taylor began singing Karma, the entire stadium seemed to vibrate with excitement.

"Karma is the guy on the Chiefs," she sang, and the crowd went wild.  Travis couldn't stop himself from laughing, shaking his head at how perfectly she had woven him into her lyrics.

As the last notes faded and the lights went down, Taylor waved to the audience, thanking them for an unforgettable night. And then, she saw him. Without hesitation, she ran toward him, her face lighting up with joy. She threw her arms around him, pulling him into a kiss that felt like it lasted forever. The stadium erupted in cheers once again, but for Taylor and Travis, the rest of the world faded away. In that moment, it was just the two of them, wrapped in each other's arms, the love between them palpable.

When they finally pulled apart, Taylor beamed up at him. "You surprised?" she asked, still catching her breath from the performance.

Travis laughed, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "Completely. That was incredible, Tay."

She leaned in, pressing another soft kiss to his lips. "I'm glad you liked it."

After the show, the group headed out to dinner, and Taylor and Travis were inseparable. At the restaurant, they sat close together, their hands always touching—whether it was his arm draped across the back of her chair or her fingers intertwined with his under the table. Their friends smiled knowingly, the love and connection between them impossible to miss.

During dinner, Patrick leaned over with a teasing grin. "So, Trav, we all saw those tears tonight. You gonna deny it?"

Travis laughed, shaking his head. "No denying it, man. She got me good."

Taylor smiled softly, squeezing his hand. "That was the point," she said, her voice tender. "I wanted it to be special."

And it was. Throughout the meal, they shared quiet moments—stolen kisses, soft touches, and whispers meant only for each other. Every now and then, Travis would catch Taylor's eye, and they'd share a look that spoke volumes. It was as if they had their own little world, even in the midst of their friends and the lively dinner.

As the night went on, the conversation turned to the show, and Brittany couldn't help but mention how emotional Travis had gotten during the surprise songs. "I've never seen you like that," she teased gently, making Travis chuckle.

"Yeah, well, no one's ever done something like that for me before," he admitted, glancing at Taylor, his expression softening. "She always knows how to make things special."

The night continued with laughter, drinks, and stories, but through it all, Travis and Taylor stayed close, their connection deepening with every passing minute. By the time they left the restaurant, Travis couldn't keep his hands off her. He wrapped his arm around her waist as they walked out, pulling her in for another kiss, this one slow and lingering.

They headed back to the hotel with their friends, the warmth of the evening still wrapped around them like a cozy blanket. As they slipped into bed that night, Travis pulled Taylor close, kissing the top of her head. "I don't know how you do it," he whispered.

"Do what?" she asked, her voice sleepy but content.

"Make me feel like the luckiest guy in the world," he said, his voice full of emotion.

Taylor smiled against his chest, snuggling closer. "Maybe because you are."

Travis chuckled softly, holding her tighter. "Yeah, I guess I am."

And with that, they drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other's arms, knowing that no matter where life took them, they'd always have moments like this—filled with love, laughter, and the kind of connection that only comes once in a lifetime.