The Beard

- Seven -

It had been a week since the tension between Y/N and Taylor reached its peak.

Travis Kelce's podcast had gone viral when he openly admitted that he had tried to give Taylor a friendship bracelet with his number on it. It was an innocent gesture, or at least, that's what Travis had claimed.

But the internet had already begun shipping him with Taylor. The headlines were everywhere: Taylor Swift and Travis Kelce: The New Power Couple? Fans were quick to latch onto the idea, just at Taylor team had planned.

Meanwhile, Y/N was focusing on her game.

The nights match against the St. Louis Cardinals and it would be a challenge, but she was ready for it. The Dodgers had been on a roll, and Y/N had been instrumental in their success.

She had learned to shut out the noise, but this time her brain wasn't cooperating, her thoughts kept drifting back to her situation with Taylor. The PR contract, the fake relationship with Elizabeth Olsen—everything felt like a tangled mess, and she couldn't deny the discomfort that settled in her chest when she saw the way fans latched onto Taylor and Travis.

She shook off her thoughts as she slipped into her jersey, adjusting the cap on her head. The locker room was buzzing with excitement, but Y/N's mind was elsewhere.

She checked her phone one last time before heading to the field. A notification from Taylor popped up, but it was just another message from her PR team. They were working on damage control for the bracelet incident. Travis had spoken out too soon, so Elizabeth and Y/N would have to act extra touchy that night.

"Hey, Y/N!" A voice interrupted her thoughts.

Y/N turned to find her teammate, Jason, grinning at her. "You ready to show them how it's done tonight?" he asked, slapping her on the back.

"Always," Y/N replied, trying to smile but feeling the weight of everything pressing down on her. Jason seemed to sense her distraction.

"Everything okay?" he asked, eyeing her carefully.

Y/N hesitated for a moment before answering, "Yeah, just... a lot going on."

Jason gave her a knowing look. "I hear you... I saw the news about Your girlfriend... and I assume you have NDA so you can't tell me about it right?"

Y/N smiled and he nodded " Hey dude...you've got this, okay? And no famous girlfriend or some idiotic NFL dude can ruin our night, get your head in the game and Let's make tonight count."

Y/N nodded, grateful for his support. But her thoughts quickly drifted back to the upcoming guest of honor—Elizabeth Olsen. The media had been quick to catch on to the "relationship" she was building with Y/N.

Elizabeth had been 'asked' to attend as a guest, and whispers had already started circulating about the obvious connection between her and Y/N.

Elizabeth had agreed to wear an official Dodgers jersey with Y/N's number on it—something that was sure to fuel the rumors even more. Y/N had already been warned by her PR team, but she wasn't sure how to handle it.
She had never so openly showed off anyone she was with, whether fake or real, she had always kept her personal life personal.

The crowd roared when Elizabeth made her way onto the field.

Elizabeth was stunning in the Dodgers jersey, her brunette hair cascading down her shoulders as she walked with a sense of purpose toward the pitcher's mound. Y/N was there to meet her, offering a reassuring smile as Elizabeth took the ball in her hands.

"Ready for this?" Y/N asked, leaning in close.

Elizabeth chuckled, clearly nervous. "I think I'm as ready as I'll ever be."