(Requested)
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Taylor couldn't help but feel a little jealous, you were drop dead gorgeous in her eyes.
All she could do was look at you, she could look at you all day and never get tired of it. You were the sister of Travis Kelce and you've met Taylor on a few occasions thanks to Travis.
In Taylor's eyes, you were perfection. You made Taylor almost wanting a do over if it meant she would be living your life. Taylor saw you as someone who could do no wrong, be no wrong when she forgets that is just not true at all. Not only did Taylor adored how kind and how open you were to everyone around, even those who don't deserve it. Not only were you beautiful, you were very talented. You were gifted with an incredible amount of understanding in music. Whenever Taylor would see you playing an instrument or even just using your voice, it made her feel self conscious about her own music career.
Taylor really thought you were more beautiful than her, and was actually jealous. Soon, the jealousy turned into a near unhealthy obsession. From the first moment you met, Taylor wanted to get to know you and that's how you both started becoming closer. The start of this was when you were celebrating your birthday at Olive Garden, having dinner with Travis and Taylor. You were in the middle of dinner when Travis gets up for the bathroom. Taylor turns to you with a smile, a smile in you return when she asks something least expected.
"Can you be my best friend?"
You stare at each other for a moment before responding.
"Yeah, sure! Okay, alright!" you both laugh awkwardly.
In the coming days of your friendship with Taylor, you notice a change in her.
It started when she tried to change herself to be more like you, or to be literally you. You weren't quite sure, so you brush it off at first until one day, Taylor makes an odd request. Taylor wanted some pictures of you for an "album project" as she claimed it to be. But you know better, and that's when you decided it was time to confront her.
"What's going on, Taylor?"
"What do you mean?"
"Why do you really want to take my picture?"
Taylor sighs, you're patiently waiting for get a response and when you do, you were surprised.
Hearing Taylor say she did she was beautiful, crushed you. How could she think that about herself?
"How could you possibly think that?"
"Because it's true."
"No it's not! That's the furthest thing from the truth! You're absolutely beautiful! Everyone would fucking agree and if no one did, than they're missing out!"
Taylor couldn't help the grin on her face before asking;
"Really?"
"Yes, really!"
When Taylor doesn't say anything, you do.
"Promise me you'll NEVER think otherwise of yourself again."
"I promise."
"You promise?"
"I promise."
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