endgame. || taylor swift & travis kelce

endgame. || taylor swift & travis kelce

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*CURRENLTY IN THE PROCESS OF RE-WRITING* We all know the iconic story. The world's biggest pop star, Taylor Swift, and the NFL's most beloved tight end, Travis Kelce, fall for each other after a friendship bracelet and a podcast moment that took the internet by storm. But what if there's more to the story? When Taylor's secret one and a half year old daughter unexpectedly enters the picture, everything changes. Love, fame, football and now, motherhood. The stakes are higher, the emotions deeper, and the drama? So much bigger.
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Travis Kelce has been struggling his whole life. The final straw finally arrives when his aunt kicks him out of the house. With no other choice, Travis visits the soup kitchen he frequently goes to and runs into Andrea, a volunteer that he's talked to on multiple occasions. Andrea, after learning about what happened, offers him a home with her family for a little while, where Travis meets Andrea's daughter, Taylor, and can't help but feel infatuated by her. One slight problem, Andrea and Scott would not agree with any sort of relationship between the two. ~Cause I've got a jet black heart and there's a hurricane underneath it trying to keep us apart. I write with a poison pen, but these chemicals move in between us. Are there reasons to start again?~

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